Beckoning For Love
You stole the
key of my heart,
and left for
distant shore.
I still look for
you my dear,
and peep through
open door.
The golden lock
is still with me,
I ensure proper
store.
Preserved it
with utmost care,
and not just
left on floor.
Tried with
matching sets of keys,
none did work
anymore.
You left your
girl in utter shock,
and made her so
very poor.
Now, give me
back the key, my love,
I love you from
the core.
And join the
pieces of heart, my dear,
and join the
pieces you tore.
Promise me that
you'll never leave,
and that I make
very sure.
You'll be my
love forever,
with every drop
I pour.
Our love saga
will surely surpass,
all the legends
of yore
We will make a
history, my love,
and create a new
folklore.
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Eyes.....Window To The Soul
Your eyes hold
everything my soul thirsts for...... a resting place for the lost.....a light
in the darkest of the night..... safe heaven for the wounded.... reminder of
universal love..... incubator of smiles..... your eyes are remedy to my
ailment....
They say.......
the eyes are the window to the soul..... that’s why mine appear so empty and
you reach me with a simple look, they tell a tale within my heart.....
Your eyes seem
full of languages and fortunately mine has an interpretor.... the gaze of these
eyes would unlock the doorway to the world of dreams and love...... no word can
fathom my emotions, you can see through my eyes......
Wonder what you
would see if you looked into mine...... where grief seems to be the door as
long as it is closed..... a barrier between knowing and not knowing......
opened and walked through..... pain becomes truth.....
Looked into your
soul through the abstract scrutiny with these crystalline brown windows.....
and your vibrant soul beckons me “my Queen, my goddess of love, oh! those eyes,
two mesmerising little stars, let me dwell in these forever.”
“Come my King as
we create a monochrome image of love forever.”
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Music And Love
Rhythm of two
hearts beating as one,
weaving the
tales in tune.
Serenading age
old melody of love,
like playing
with sands of dune.
A soothing
music, an unwritten script,
infatuated
lyrics to please.
Pristine
passion, sensual moves like
gateway to
heavenly bliss.
Grandeur of
purity, angelic guise,
encapsulated by
this hymn.
Subtle vibes
with mellow essence
coerces so
sublime.
Pangs of
rapture, unleashes bridle
igniting flames
of fire.
Every note while
piercing the heart
unveiling the
depth of a lyre.
Music echoes
while kindling the soul
in solitary
candle flickers.
Glowing the
inherent body and mind with
unfading
existence of wickers.
Brilliance
luring towards the flame and
drifted to your
lights.
Jingle of thine
voice which accorded
too many
sleepless nights.
Nights while
chanted the lonesome song
of you, my
Prince and me.
Witness be the
depth of night and
neighbouring
banyan tree.
Still, croon the
tune of masterpiece, winds
rustling through
this tree,
where branches
seem to be strings and swaying
leaves to be the
key.
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ANINDITA MAZUMDAR
ANINDITA MAZUMDAR, an amateur poetess
residing in Kolkata, working in an Investment Firm love to formulate poetries
and verses out of passion.
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