(She is my imaginary dream angel .the words are mine with potential)
IT IS HER VOICE
I am proud to be
a literate lady
I am here to expose
the fragrance of my heart
oh my dear
who we are
are we comrades
are we lovers
are we good friends
is it love or lust
is our affection is
brotherly or motherly
is it with morale complex
of love and lust
what else we related
are we dealers in
exchange and sharing ideas
who we are
what we are
let us clarify others
in the terminal lines
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It is fortunate
an endless writer may lost
the opportunity to exist
in this universe
if not our friendship born
Sure and be proud
Your creative writings are
blessed babies that
conceived by our friendship
These verses are my New Year gift
Keep on be a creative writer
Keep your fingers be dance
on the keys of computer arena
Show you’re wonderful
knowledge in story writing
and art of film making
Wonder among wonders
you have talent to color
the arts with words
Tell me
where you have learned
the art of translating
thoughts to words
How it is possible
You made me to visualize
the lullaby tunes
which you composed
with my silence.
It is surprising me
how your mirror
shows my smiling face
when you stood before it
with your eyelids shut
Don’t blame me
for not appear before you
it is not my fault
Through your eyes
you have prison me
in your heart
Understand me
I am breathless
your heart is narrow
enough for me only
Your heart has
no doors or windows
no entry for others
I am alone
in your cool heart
I felt worry
how your single heart
can breathe for you and me
Then I understand
you have stolen my heart too
to breathe for we both
With pleasure I am
Pronouncing your name
My lips turned cherry
No need for lipstick any more
I wonder about you
How can you understand?
The languages flickering
From my eye lids and lashes
When I weep
You joining with me
When you are happy
You sharing it with me
Light words
Leveled sentences
Proud about you
Pride within me
Through my eyes
I seeded you
In my cultured heart
Your sweet thoughts
Sweat my eyes
Your memories are
In my soul
With tears and dreams
I grow it as a whole
Never had crop
Yes, till I am still
I never get ill
My heart get filled
Our worries are killed
Breezing words that you can
Feelings made me as your fan
Past present future
I am ever fan for you
We
Never moved together
Never had talk
Never met
Never seen
Who we are?
Let others may understand
In this wide world
YOU AND ME
THE TWO BABIES
YET TO BE BORN
I heard these tunes from
The vibrations that start her heart beat
When she is in her mother’s womb.
We will meet again
When my vibrating heart beat stops
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G.SURENDRABABU
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