My letter... Hariye jaoa The old brown book(my diary) Erasmos....... Peace.....

That very moment.....



The very glimpse of my Dear..

was something very exciting for me to bear...
The very Looks,the very Glow of His face
Was something to its utter Grace...

The scenario of the Hour...
Was something,we being alone in a bower..
The magnificence of the Pinkish Glow....
Led my deepest instinct to flow.....

The joy of the moment was at its verge
Where four eyes and two souls ;
Were on its way to merge......
The stand aside a lonely pillar....
Something was happening in my heart with vigour...

The way he looked the way he shooked
Was showing His earnest depth...
I loved his smile..
Which was something very adorable and juvenile.....

Holding his hands,feeling the warmth...
Filled me with Happiness and Mirth...
The first look through His Glassy Eyes...
I felt it is here,where his vicious Emotion lies....

The holding of hands,the marriage of eyes...
The 'Silent conversation' made a Silent endeveour..
Still that moment holds and beautifies....
Coz now I am His 'Beloved Admirer'.....

7 comments:

Unknown said...

nyc one ! why dont u write a romantic novel ! i insist !
i would b first to buy it

anne said...

novel!!! r u kidding??? but thanks yaar..

Unknown said...

i m serious ! jus think of it. did u read DORK ?

anne said...

wat is dat?? i havent read it...;-(

Unknown said...

den u must read ! author wrote it vry humorously , if u lyked 2 states den u wil lyk dis too! And y is ur name ANNE here ? ?

anne said...

ok wil try once..actually my nick name is anne....so...

Unknown said...

ok ANNE ! :P

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