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Saturday, March 28, 2009

**--THE SPECIAL HIM--**



I met him through a mere call,

Till I knew tat my whole life will become a ball.

Slow and steady something kept changing,

Till I knew my entire existence is blooming.


The most benevolent human for me,

Till date it remains to be.

He took me out of adversity,

Alleviated my pains and elevated my felicity.


May be it was God's will,

To gift me this miracle,

The rare sensation of love,

A zeal, A yearning, An adulation, An allegiance.


Then came a blow,

Miles away he was sent to flow.

His love became the wind,

Which touches my face whenever I need.


I request Him never to change,

Want him always the same.

I miss him terribly,

My heart cries intolerably,

Pleading him to come back to me,

So that i can love him eternally.

1 comments:

arishtaa said...

abbey its written so nicely!kya baat hai meri jaan tussi toh poet ban gaye,,,well love teaches u evrything,haina,n LDRS especially,LOLS
.LUcky is ur guy:)
god bless u both ...........muahhhhh
mindblowing,fantastic,outrageous:)
keep writin such short n sweet poems:)
happy bloggin..n welcum 2 d gang