in true cinematic ambience
without so much
of an applausable audience
octopussy came alive
when muallaf begins
its lovely
i know now
my two lenses can work separately..
i was cheeky
i came out smiley
not knowing
what the show was all about
but it was memorable
truly enjoyable hehe..
and the meal
was truly memorable
what a day!
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I know
that what overcame me
was utterly destructive
and unnecessary
over a contemplative morning
.
I needed to work on
my emotions
that caved in to fiery anxiousness
and a suspicious mind
in the forgettable night
.
I know i shouldn’t have
I thought you needed to know
that behind all these
is a guy who adores you
and loves you
immeasurably deep
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In his last bid to free himself from the merciless quicksand,
the hunter inches himself closer to that small vine besides
the pit. As he gripped that little stem firmly and hung on to
it with his last ounce of strength, he was amazed and
impressed with how that blooming vine took grip of that
soil. He expected it to give way and be uprooted like all the
others, but no! it stood there firmly, as if to tell him never
to give up. On his sweat drenched face, the hunter managed
a grin. He smiled a little smile as he pulled himself up. The
hunter knew that he was finally released from that hell hole.
He knew that he would finally be going home..
Escaping from that leacherous slimy body that coiled him,
nearly crushing him to amorphousness, the hunter rested
on that patch of jungle clearing besides the vine. Spent, he
lay faced down. Unknowingly, he dozes off..
In his dream, he felt warmth radiating from a light source
above. He saw a vision of that blooming vine transforming
itself into a faintly figure of a woman he never knew existed.
In that dream, he found himself lifted up towards that faintly
figure- and that image fluttered in front of him and handed
him her heart. He noticed how delicately perfect her fingers
were. He noticed those beautifully carved cheeks and her
happy iridescent gaze. The hunter grinned again. This time,
he understood that he was actually home. The hunter
accepted her heart..
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under that one blue sky
we were seen hugging
feels like coming home
.
over that one blue sky
we are like two love birds
with no nest to land
.
so we nestle and intertwine
onto each other
& kept on flying
.
to where the sky and sea meets
.
we’d be alright
i know it
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one pink tinsel
scribbled in silver
makes for a memorable yuletide
and I thank you for an eventful evening
it is kinda wonderfully crazy
but seeing it hung on your car
makes it all worth the while
lending special meaning
to our christmas..
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you are the reason why
I needed the change
with you
I found magic in love
will you stand by me ?
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today I sent you a bouquet
a bouquet unlike other bouquets
a bouquet that accounts for the special relationship
I have with you
a bouquet that blooms in your heart
but not your palm
a bouquet that does not wilt
but remains eternal
its a bouquet of poems
with each petal rhyming a special meaning
of its own
just for you
poems that pour out in spontaniety
poems not from a poet
but poems that accounts for all the special moments
we had together
though brief
this
is the christmas bouquet I have for you
etched in words
lost in cyberspace
it is here when
love began to bloom
and where we found magic
and so
I pledge this bouquet just for you
a bouquet that will forever remain..
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true love waits
hubby awaits
wings fluttering..
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I have never looked at myself
the way you looked at me
.
when I reminisce
I cannot recall who I was before
subdue sets in a long time ago
I was dimmed in twilight
until our eyes met
.
with tearful glitter
you have brought joy to the unheard
you held onto me and led me to prostrate
at baby level
I was blinded by the change
.
but then
I see you in my eyes
& managed to peek
at the world
living in your irises
&
quietly I let you
.
I cannot recall who I was before
until the day our eyes met..
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let our dreams be
the foundation of our dedication
let it spread its wings
through haunts and delights
let it flourish through
our hopes and our minds creation
& let it float
through the cascades and draperies
.
be our promise and
start of our new chapter
be our steps that
makes countless imprints in the sand
be our breath
when the winds blow
and linger with us
till we are fully realised
till our dreams no longer float on uncertainty
but quiver and vibrate
into lovely melodies
as the strings are played on the harp
let our dreams be..
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if my abruptness & selfishness
has led you to disillusionment
I am sorry but after having thought over it
your love conquers over all
.
if my impulsiveness & inconsideration
has led you to assume the worse
I am sorry but after reflecting over it
your affection overrides all
.
if my complicatedness or childlikeness
has led you to disenchantment
I am sorry but after mulling over it
your selflessness overcame all
.
over time
your simple display of trust, honesty & goodwill
will lead me to plunge inside your heart
and swim towards your harbour
.
where both of us can be free..
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tonight she brought me a rose
yes, a rose that will never wither
a rose to lift me up
a rose to purify all badness
.
tonight she wore white
a woman as pure as the colour she wore
a woman with a pure heart
who cures me with her purity
.
tonight she cleanses my yesterday
a yesterday that was brimmed with sadness
a yesterday that I wish to discard
and gave me a tomorrow that I belonged
.
tonight all sensibilities appeared
a devotion I never thought existed
a devotion I never thought I will be showered with
indeed you really care
.
because you drive that extra distance
I know we’d be alright..
.
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it was a magical night!
.
when the sky was draped
with showers of meteor
it was a night that was indeed
never contemplated to be
.
but who could have guessed?
when gemini and cupid
thought otherwise..
and showered us with meanings
that far exceeded our longing
.
from a simple grub at boston
to the wonderful stroll in the park
we both discovered more than
togetherness
the darts of cupid lit the night sky
bringing us together as one
body, mind & spirit
.
in a garden scattered with stargazers
& street lamps that lighted our way..
we both found true love
we felt safe in each others arms
under the cooling night sky
.
it was a magical night!
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you circled my life
with your gentle little footsteps
as I circled watching you
your past, your present, your future
became clearer to me by the day
when I trailed you, you became the little girl
that I wanted to carry home
the circles I made with my footsteps
encircled yours
and before long
we glided in gaily laughter and harmony
to the beat of our hearts
and those footsteps
shall continue to make meaningful formations
in ode to our willingness
not to side step one another
not to overtake each other
not to step on each other
.
let our footsteps
be our promise when we come close
let it guide us
in the circles of our life
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time
is not the essence
love is..
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I have never known you
the way I knew you now
but I am happy
because distance and emptiness
is no longer a factor
when faith,
hope and trust
became the pillar
of our relationship.
.
I knew we will span
till eternity..
.
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a moment with you
though brief
means more to me
than the lost
moments
we are not together..
.
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as I watched my own reflection
staring back at me
from the puddle after a mild shower,
I asked myself if we are living
under a canopy of rain
.
as I runneth my hands over your hair
you stared at me
as you muddle over the love I shower
I asked myself if we are only playing
over that canopy of rain
.
as I watched you beam with hope & love
that stares back at me
as I fumbled in the shower
I asked myself if we are in denial
outside that canopy of rain
.
but chances are that
if we continue to bleak & live
with the canopy of rain
hanging over our head and doorstep
let us rather cross
that threshold in mutiny
and leave that canopy of rain
behind us..
.
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there is never a moment
more incredible in my life
than to watch us dance
two unicorns by the beach
at the wake of the full moon
.
while the waves orchestrate its inherent melody
and the crabs were busily combing the sand
you and I galloped in perfect timing
chanting sweet nuances
when the wind was at its utmost calm
.
as we trod on lovers mountain
as we locked in physical embrace
the silhouettes conjoined as cupids danced
.
there is never a moment
more significant in my life
let us cherish it..
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our love
like a dewdrop
descends down the leaf
in quiet sparkle
with the sunlight
as spectators
creating a setting
of pure content,
lightness
& soothe
a floating reverie
of coolness
& serenity
before landing lightly
onto the waters below
creating a gentle ripple
that opens up
a new array
of experiences
and a refreshing
beginning
beyond
our believe..
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reality becomes a dream
when a relationship
is overwhelmed by love
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fiveloaf 