To Love And Cherish Her Again
The time has come to turn back the clock,
Let me go back to that early college day.
She said I could be her prince of the block,
To live a long family life and enjoy all day.
She wanted me to build a home in a village,
Ask all our friends, family and others to see.
On that farm we would enjoy all our tillage,
That’ll be the heaven to live and die with me.
So I wedded my princess and brought her home,
She loved the company and gave me all the joy.
We flew, travelled; we sailed to sit in the dome,
She bore children raised them with special ploy.
We worked well and retired to live a happy life,
Life was treating us well on all moves and steps.
She was gone when a lightening struck our life,
I tried to save her and prayed hard on all steps.
God stole her soul and planted it in the heaven,
I was left at home to repent, cry and to mourn.
I was left to start a life anew away from heaven,
It wasn’t that simple to live even if I was reborn.
So I planted a rose in the garden of my sad heart,
To ensure she lived there to smell the fragrance.
There wouldn’t be any thorns to pierce our heart,
No tears to dim the eyes with sad remembrance.
I pledged to see there were no stones in the path,
No bruised feet here and no sad goodbyes forever.
Our new life will be plain sailing for our new bath,
We’d clean both our souls to let them live forever.
My daily prayer now is not to turn the clock back,
The time that has passed should never bother me.
Thorns and rocks that lie ahead be placed in sack,
Thrown in the deep sea and let her live with me.
The past gone days become all her fond memories,
Her soul to merge within me and I live my life again.
I want to be the charming prince of her memories,
To love and cherish her for the rest of my life again.
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When you left me forever you became my
golden memory and all the fond memories have
now become my greatest treasure.
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How Can I Thank Her?
Years have passed when I had a perfect addition to my life,
She entered my heart and proudly become my lovely wife.
She was fair and had a light skin but no curls no wavy hair,
Her living was straight and bright and her conduct was fair.
It was her mystic smile so meaningful clear and delightful,
It was her shining eyes so pretty charming and beautiful.
She brought that evergreen smile to my face I remember,
Her internal beauty won my heart at first sight I consider.
She had the right wit and the humour for my love to swell,
I made up my mind to ask her that in my heart she should dwell.
She had her way about so I fell to my knees and confessed,
Like my mentor, she raised her hands to make me blessed.
There were many reasons for my love I gave her a bunch,
The flowers in that bunch could not meet her pretty face.
We were married and she came to me with a nice crunch,
Our life moved smoothly as if it was tied with golden lace.
It was my fortune to have her in my life as a pretty wife,
We were always proud with our choice to love and live.
She loved and tamed me to make the prince of her life,
We had a lot to share with each other had more to give.
She became my sweet heart and the only love of my life,
Although we were opposites, we became a beautiful pair.
Life was happy the Pretty Lotus remained my lovely wife,
We lived a long and pleasant life and had a lot to share.
When everything was cool and charming, lightening struck,
My whole life came to an end when she was called to rest.
I couldn’t impress the taker of life as if I ran out of all luck,
The love and laughter all ended and there wasn’t any fest.
There’s one good feeling I had for she admired my poems,
She was the strength for all my success and achievements.
Without her in my life, I couldn’t have written such poems,
All that is created is only for her and for her achievements.
Without her support, I would have been a zero in my life,
She made me a hero of her heart and made me so gentle.
She knew what to do in all the ups and downs of our life,
I’d like to thank her by putting this poetry on my mantle.
Departure Has Torn Me Apart
Nature had made her lips so sweet and soft only I know,
I had felt them as my pretty lotus which made me glow.
Whenever I had copied her shadows on the paper here,
People have called it a melody that was so sweet and dear.
O my sweet heart thou art the melodious music of my life,
Thou art my sweetest song and there is none other so rife.
There is no match for your fame and glory I can surely tell,
Thou art the finest creation of nature for me that I can tell.
It’s my pride and honour to have found you as my beloved,
Your presence here had been so fondly treasured and loved.
You had given me a reason to live and made my life a glow,
Your departure has torn me apart and has given me a blow.
A MESSAGE
It is one of those days again when a bountiful of butterflies are flying,
They may have some message for me the way they are superbly fluttering.
I wonder why there is such an elated buzzing and what can it be?
I can hear something in the air and one of them has flown unto me.
The message is now quite clear and I can decode it well with pleasure,
'I am your Pretty Lotus and I have come to see if you are at leisure.'
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