Monday, November 03, 2008

She

With the eclipse of autumn, the onset of spring,
The fragrance of her persona came along with gusty winds.
A mere spectator, I could hear the drums hum;
And there I got her glimpse,
She was prettier than those first rays of the Sun.

When darkness engulfed my gloomy life,
And when I missed those indelible moments of delight;
She came to my rescue,
Her smile seemed like flashes of white light;
Yet there was this sting in the tail,
She was so far off my sight.

If I have any life anymore, a zeal to fight to the core,
Its all for her,
And her compassion galore.
They say life's a game of inches,
Where we'd always expect a few glitches,
But to sail along with ease and grace,
I need her to hold me when I am up against a tide at boisterous pace!

Where this is gonna end is for Him to decide,
If it werent meant to be, I wouldnt have had such a glide.
I am gonna leave no stone unturned on my side,
Though the ultimate will of destiny will preside!!



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