Today I saw the bird which I had always looked upon.
Ahh ! Noble and Majestic,as evergreen as before.
Her beauty which has always sought for the freedom,
still flamed my mind. My world only left a flicker of her essence, but my eyes desired more of her presence.
She embodied the purest of love which I ever aspired.
Waiting for her,I am always desperate.
Feathers which are red like love,
eyes which are piercing through yours, voice like a silence in symphony. In her divinity this is all I can reminisce.
The warmness of her wings I can hardly regurgitate.
The coldness in her aura I always emphasized.
Her mesmerising voice enchants me with never ending dreams.
But finding her today is like a dream come true.
She is on a journey I can hardly navigate,
guided by the enigma of stars and the moon she continues on her way.
I wish that I can tell her to be with me forever.
But a soul like her never bides by the cage. Her freedom is her only companion, how can I tear it away.
Let my love be not selfish but a symbol of sacrifice .
May she find her love and fly in the blue forever. Considerate thoughts on @$@love Resourceful verses on Bird Considerate thoughts on Freedom
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I have found the love of you deep within my past searching for light is only you I see true I have found the love of you so dear and heart to render the glow of the deep sky blu
On just seeing your face I felt emotions of a new race Into your eyes, I just stared Felt answer for what I need to be cured My heart began to stutter Words have become difficult to utter I think
That one day you and me walking together accompanying Empty wet road, tree canopy Raining flowers, kissing wind Humming souls of vestal love reveals up, Fell in love with your magical talks and top notch character Even sun seems stygian
You have no problem leaving me behind. You can easily put me out of your mind. It’s like my presence puts you in a bind. I bet every time you see me you wish you were blind. You told me
Not for long will they clasp my hands or play with pots and pans not for long will they run to me with a scraped knee not for long will they run to bedside when they hear the brontides the