I wrote a love story… a boy met a girl they fell in love,
they romanced through the next few chapters
under the moonlit night sky, in the back seat of the Fiat, by the five gardens of love, on the Arabian sea shore watching the sun mellow down into the evening waves… ..they kissed they caressed they merged as one in love…
a few chapters later… they broke off… love lay shattered… why the love went sour only love knew… as there were no more chapters…. to read
perhaps … this may be the last chapter of my love story too, I thought….
but my darling of love smiled at me … kissed me on my lips in a tight hug and said.. “darling!! our chapter of love is just beginning…
I closed the manuscript … locked it in the safe and threw away the key … into infinity..
my love is now safely locked within me!! Chapter closed.
Don’t remember when it happened A year ago or a few, But a strange thing has happened And, for me, a very new. It all started with a prologue, As it always does, A prologue very interesting, For the both
You’ve kept my heart’s dynamite aflame You know I can never be the same since your charming kiss did my heart tame. What words can describe your beauty’s fame? No smile can contend with yours’ my dame. It sends sorrow
The Seed of love planted by the river of amity hoping for an perpetuity life, Creating roots for the foundation of our love. The root of our love grows with a boundless destination in quest for vigor not to let