Wake Up Sweet Heart

Clad in blue
From top to bottom,
Sat beside you,
Her long drizzling hairs,
On your Face,
Her lips near to yours,
Slowly and subtly says,
Wake up Sweet heart.

Wake up sweet heart,
For the day has come,
And the night has gone,
But the task is still undone.

You owe me a world,
You owe me a life,
You owe me all feelings,
You owe me all emotions.

What if we were not together,
In high n low,
Spring and autumn,
Seasons fly, Wet and dry.

But today, You are here with me,
So, Hold me tight,
Squeeze me in you,
Unwind my emotion,
And the sweet expressions.

For I have lived for You,
Missed each moment for You,

So, make me drenched in,
All our emotions,
All our feelings,
All our world.

So, wake up sweet heart
Wake up ……………….

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Dr. Sushma Dixit is a Director of Clean Media Foundation, a growing Non Government Organization dedicated to the cause of social and economic edification of the poor. This NGO also works to fight corruption prevalent in the society and media.She also works as an Executive Director of Clean Media Ltd, an emerging media company. As well as an Editor of www.cleanmediatoday.com, a national and international news portal dedicated to the cause of positive journalism.She is also one of the Directors of PEACS Media: a platform for election surveys and social cultural analysis. An eminent panelist of socio- political issues she can be seen sharing her thoughts on regional media.A doctorate in English Dr. Sushma has a bright academic career and many research papers published to her credit. She is a member of the Editorial Board of research Journal Jigyasa: An International Refereed Journal; Also an honorary Co- Editor in Shaswat: Kala Sanskriti Shodh Patrika, BHU, both published from Varanasi, the cultural capital of the country.A writer of short stories, poems, editorials, articles etc she is also an eminent blogger. For blissful aesthetic reading one can visit www.drsushmadixit.blogspot.com.Dr. Dixit with duty, devotion and discipline as the principle of her life is a diligent promising entrepreneur. With 13 years of teaching experience at school and university level, she has always been a favourite among her students and won awards in the field of education. Her coordinating and organizing potential is her mettle which made her won accolades for perfect Coordinator. She has also qualified CHATTISGARH STATE ELIGIBILITY TEST for lecturership with 73% score.She handles all the affairs of the Company Clean Media Pvt. Ltd, NGO Clean Media Founadation and website www.cleanmediatoday.com regarding advertisements, news content, financial and labour issues etc.A diligent mother of two kids, she is a good at multitasking with required computer knowledge.
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