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My Love will be immortal,my love

paradoxoflove — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 10:16:12 +0000

If it were your eyes, I am your mirror
If it were your night, I am your moonlight
If it were your day,I am your sunshine
It it were your glass,I am your red wine

For today is your bday,I am your plan
For on this very moonlit night,I take you to the deep seas
Leaving from Monte Carlo,the french riviera is our grail of love
For two little pinks dolphins ,cupids gifts intertwine the path to our serenity

For there were roses n lilies arranged in criss crosses all around the yatch
No it no Indian wedding when the bride taketh to the home of the groom in a decorated car
If it were your thirst,I am your water
If it were your hunger,I am your toungue

And as we go from Monte Carlo to Florence,to Venice and right amidst the deep seas
There were Moonlight reflecting on your brow,the sea is put to a calm by our love
For there is a moist wind in the air,I bend down on my knees
And alas aka a magician remove the cover over a cage

Holding your gentle hands we open the cage,look to the moon
Let fly away two little doves unto their life of love
For the pink dolphins and the twinkling stars in the seas give us company
For a 100 miles around there is no soul to behold
I open the bottle of champagne,filling your glass
As you take gentle sips,I feel my tears seeping down
I remove from guitar and sing to you with my heart bleeding

Thats the wish thats still beautiful for you,thats the wish thats still beautiful for you.
Wish you a very Happy Birthday.

You are my breath of life,my love

paradoxoflove — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 10:12:49 +0000

Just as easy as a gondola through the canals of venice..
Is your demeanour that exudes an unreal calm…
As pure as the first rain drop that reflects a sea of ripples..
Is your effervescent persona that reaches to the stars..

Nonchalant as the N in your name..you can take things a tad easy..
Guilty at times that you feeel about the inconvenience it causes to maybe your friends…
But dont you love it when one and all pamper you to no end..
I dare say this for you ,no dont get me wrong..
I am ready to hold the red carpet..a carpet for your life..

Attitude is the clan of pretty woman..but you riseth above that..
With a lending ear and an open mind to he who hath to say sense..
Grounded to your feet,your brow glowing with a fairies charm..
For mysticism and beauty that you define cannot but be described

For you know what you want…and your hearts in the right place..
Sweeter than any elixir,fresher than a whip of fresh air..
A woman who hath music in her…and loves to let her hair down..
For you know where life hath to take you and you walketh along..

But behind the mysticism there hath to be a story..
A story of an ethereal past..that has captivated you
Its held you back and shall keep you binded..
Its something that you cherish…something you simply want ..to hold on to..

I dare asketh you about anything I dont know..but deep down in my heart,,I knoweth
Its this little light that is in the corner of your heart..that yearns for those drops of oil..
To which you shall keep closely guarded and protected by your life..
Its this valour of strength in woman that makes them stronger than men..

Its this courage of a woman that maketh me look up to you..and with this I leave you..
Worry not..If ever I hath a chance I would simply take your hand and take you..
onroute the path that you ever wanted to tread as a friend…as someone who simply cares..
Whatever your story….remember you and me are but pawns ..

In this game of destiny…for its written all above the sky so high..
That we can only choose to take it as it is…for thats been defined by the allmighty
But the right to be ourselves is only ours…the right to choose happiness is all ours..
I wonder though…if I could ever get a chance to know you..
For I know its not all you would ever open up to…

With your Heart as soft as a halo…but within is this story I want to read.
To know the beautiful mysticism that exudes from you..
And to all the heavens above I shall pray..
To let you have the bliss that every soul ever wished…

A wish that is beautiful for you,my Love

paradoxoflove — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 10:08:38 +0000

A beautiful wish for you..
As the first rains touches my brow..
I reach out to you..i reach out to you..
Right in the midst of the lush green meadows..
A peacock wields its feathers into the paradise
It dances to all the heavenly hues ..For it were Gods wish,
It gyrates,it rhymes to the rains which are a new melody..
As it wreathes love for his soul unto his beloved..
And as its hues reaches far,a few of its feathers fall off..
I pick up the holy feathers that love had written onto itself..
For on a beautiful night,a beautiful night for you..
Wonder amidst the twinkling stars and the heavenly sky that smiles..
The entire city lit up by the decades,decades of lights small and far..
As we go up in this sunlit elevator…i bend thee on my knees..
I take your soft hands in my hand and look into you eye…
And as we rise with all the hopes of love and lovers a million ever did..
Unto the loving memory of this very eiffel tower…

I taketh that crest fallen peacock feather and present it to you..
And behind me that you can see,is a world full of lights..
That have lit up a smile on your gentle brow..
For the resonance of your name is written onto the clouds..
For As you take the feather and look at it…
The moonlight skimmers its gentle rays right through your eyes..
And amongst that appears a beautiful peacock shining on the moon..
And theres happiness in the very blood that gushes through your heart.
And thats the wish thats beautiful for you..
For if ever you were sad..for if ever you missed someone..
For it ever you hate some moment..for if ever someone hurt you bad..
For if ever You wanted some help…
Look at the moon and see that peacock….
Forget ever not this wish for you is from me to you..
For life is all but mortal but feelings are but immortal..

To my Love that never loved me back

paradoxoflove — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 10:00:58 +0000

By the echoes of a hundred rosebled fairies,
The whispers of a hundred new born babies,
Through the joy that no experience can understand,
As the mother opens her eyes to the cradle of her newborn,
For the very first time,I know not what she feels,
I wonder why some feelings God has christened benign,
Flattering as you may find that I write to you the story of my heart,
But three lines of your reply have struck a million chords in my heart
Feelings that cannot be expressed or desired,next only to the first cry,
First cry when I was born and I looked at my mother,
For i knew her not then,I know not what i felt then,
But there was this feeling so pure but i cried as if there were no pain.
A hundred fable tales of love and longing,between a lady and her man
Are unearthed by the minute,by the world…but amidst the glory of them all,
For every hundred there are a thousand not so blessed,
For some are heartbroken,some who have never been loved..,but stoploving they never do,
For love loves to choose and bind by the forces of the allmighty,
As i say again we are but pawns ,that play to the rhythms and rhymes of our destiny.
Beautiful as your names resounds,let your life echo to places only your desires desired,
could there have been a better resonance of all the heavenly bliss
How could I mistake the lady that breathes my blood blue…
I know not what to expect,for I expect nothing,but make no mistake,
It is you,whom I choose to write to with all my sanity in sane.

For imagine I took you blindfolded ,vesseled you in a gondola,
Into the valley of flowers,right in the middle of a lake
Right at the centre of that valley,Atop a tree-house I open your eyes,
in the backdrop of the gentle rushes of water,That runs down the ice capped mountain peaks,
For it were springs first sunrise, For scores of lilies and roses arranged
that look at you with bated breath,and as the sun arises out of the clouds,
On my knees, i shAll lie,look straight into you eyes and present to you,

two small turtle doves and wish you a very Happy Birthday…my love

Love is a friend

paradoxoflove — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 09:54:55 +0000

The very blood that run through my veins, the very breath that breathes life into me,
Stood by thyself for it seems strange, it happens to me.
For the matters of the mind asketh to see no sense in love at first sight.
For my heart beats are singing a new melody….I reasoneth with my mind..
I ask for answers…but answers there are but none.

Feelings deeply rooted and with a heart so pure..
I write to you , knowing not whether its righteous or virtuous,
For love was a righteous virtue
For all I know that when thee smiles,
I feel the rushes of gentle water soothing over my feet

When thee smiles I see the spring in springs arrival,
The sounds of the first chirp of a little bird , pecking a morsel to its fledgling,
The first tatter of the misty rain,on a beautiful rainy day..
Amidst clouds I see myself , waving to the world…
As if I were a new crowned King atop a rainbow
And every color that takes a pristine hue that coloreth my heart pure.

For over my years I do believe…you and me are but pawns.
That know how to love but at the end it is a matter of destiny….
For I love you, but life shall choose whose chosen for me
For it matters not whom we love…for Life loves us more than we know.
Worry not …I ask nothing from you…For you may be with someone…

But I chooseth to be a friend ,who shall be there, incase needs you ever need it,
A few things give someone more happiness than sharing the purity of our heart,
I choose to write to you now and then when I feel happy….
For the reason of my happiness needs to be thanked
And thats what I am doing…
Given the gift of friendship that ..I can offer on my own…

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