over a lifespan of 38 even years, and counting, having ventured into many spheres, tasting success and failure, misery and riches in experiences and expectations vice versa.
Wednesday, 7 March 2012
Guddu , almost Genius: nature and you.
Guddu , almost Genius: nature and you.: Every time my eyes praise, the nature that surrounds me. remembering you; to whom i address, true lover silently adoring me. And the l...
withhelding loneliness.
21st october 1991.
To the loneliness withheld with me,
nobody, dear some and close is with me.
For the time first, destiny has refuse'd,
to wee, whose longing for thee,
for the time first crying is the muse,
to me, who's got nothing, but envy.
Then, to attract, a flower has flair,
the same is genuinely for any fair,
but, tis Fair's flair has had me spell bound,
of the feeling of wanting her around,
to thee, i pledge a modest passion,
only for you, in entire nation.
Alas! no hope left, but to extol,
o'er my love, i hear whose toll.
To the loneliness withheld with me,
nobody, dear some and close is with me.
For the time first, destiny has refuse'd,
to wee, whose longing for thee,
for the time first crying is the muse,
to me, who's got nothing, but envy.
Then, to attract, a flower has flair,
the same is genuinely for any fair,
but, tis Fair's flair has had me spell bound,
of the feeling of wanting her around,
to thee, i pledge a modest passion,
only for you, in entire nation.
Alas! no hope left, but to extol,
o'er my love, i hear whose toll.
nature and you.
Every time my eyes praise,
the nature that surrounds me.
remembering you; to whom i address,
true lover silently adoring me.
And the lonely vastness of the lake,
shows me how alone i am.
Silent are woods, appearing heart break,
pretending, to rest their world has came.
And the wild fragrance of blossoming flowers,
envelopes my breathless heart with despair.
The rhythmic fall of incessant showers,
tempting, dreaming of those souvenirs.
i felt with nature as being with you,
ever changing impressions of still you.
the nature that surrounds me.
remembering you; to whom i address,
true lover silently adoring me.
And the lonely vastness of the lake,
shows me how alone i am.
Silent are woods, appearing heart break,
pretending, to rest their world has came.
And the wild fragrance of blossoming flowers,
envelopes my breathless heart with despair.
The rhythmic fall of incessant showers,
tempting, dreaming of those souvenirs.
i felt with nature as being with you,
ever changing impressions of still you.
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