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There are some flowers that
bloom daily,
some seasonally,
some once in a year,
some once in twelve years
and
MY LOVE, once in everybody's life blooms now
When you look at me, eye-to-eye, butterflies tickling in me
Jasmine, You'll be only mine
I remember the days when...
...Sharing Ice-cream with you was like sharing the
joy
...talking with you was like standing in the open-sea-beach
...walking with you was like floating in the gentle
breeze
...hearing your voice was like bathing in water-falls
...looking at your face is like looking at Simla's
cool snow valley
I wonder whether NATURE is you or YOU are the NATURE
I remember the day when MOON was sneaking through clouds to see your beautiful
face
ROSE was hiding its face behind the leaves as you near the plant and peeping
through leaves to see whether you past it or not
( Flowers were peeping through leaves to see whether
you past them or not when you were walking in the garden )
Cuckoo stopped singing on hearing your sweet voice
Swan lost its balance on looking at your amble strides
Adoring you is like adoring GOD as both gives me the ultimate joy and
peace
High tides are forming during full-moon days
Oh! Honey!! Moon!!! When you near me my heart beats rise like high tide
I want to keep on writing you but thoughts succeeds as mind is faster,
thinking about you
But once you started ignoring me,
... Moon is looking at me arrograntly
... Tides are pushing me hard to go away from the beach,
disgustly
... Roses are smiling at the corner of their lips,
looking at me
... Holding the Ice-cream, not knowing when it melted
and touched my hands
... Places I was roaming with you stood unkind to me
... Distance between you and me increased widely,
like the distance between the moon and its image on the lake's still-water
I started hating the entire things that were liked by both of us
And Now,
... Walking alone
... Talking to myself
... Hearing echoes of your voices
... Looking blindly at far away places
I could be a drug addict
I could be an extremist
But I'm a lover, lover of you
But my beloved, Why I'm not being loved?
When will these blue days turn into rosy days?
Give me one more day, This VALENTINE'S DAY,
dedicated to my LOVE, will prove my true LOVE
I would've taken my sweet memories with me
I'm committed -
Suicide!
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