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Monday, February 9, 2009

The Parole

Wish! We could live forever,
Stealing kisses on a gondola;
Hiding away from the looker-on,
Ah! Who else than the crimson sun;
Under the rosewood ‘felze’,
While crossing the bridge of sighs;

Wish! You would buy me flowers,
Those lilies and roses, everyday!
And we would spend the night,
Dancing slowly on an unknown tune;
My flowing colored tresses shadowing,
The smiling crescent moon!

Wish! We would walk down,
The cobble-stoned lanes of Athens;
Hand in hand, growing old together,
And take a ferry down to the island;
Listening to the sound of rippling water,
Feeding the white-washed swans, all way;

Wish! I could always play around,
The dimples on your cheeks;
Touch the otherwise nimble lids,
When you are fast asleep;
And glance through those clear eyes,
Around-the-clock, million times;

Wish! All days are calamine,
And all nights painted wild-blue;
All morns be spent kissing you,
And Evenings on golden shores;
Earthen afts be filled with smiles,
And our eyes with dreams galore;

Wish! I could not even wish a thing,
And lay asleep, away from the zing;

And in that slumber, I make not a wish
Rather a promise to your eyes
The promise of pearl and the oyster
My beauty! All yours
Your love! All mine
Together we reside in the love, divine!

5 comments:

the pink orchid said...

wow! so mushy.. love is in the air after all..:) lovely poetry.. :)

Winnie the poohi said...

:) how sweet!

Subhajit said...

Well, I can say one of the better poetries I read in the recent past.

I mean I literally felt nostalgic...and U have chosen Athens...Romanticism at it's best form...

Painting the Savanna... said...

@pink orchid... thanku so much for the love..

@ Meena.... dahling!thank you

@Subhajit...... well, Athens and Paris and not to forget Venice....... love all around.... thank u for the like

Usha Pisharody said...

Wish! I could always play around,
The dimples on your cheeks;
Touch the otherwise nimble lids,
When you are fast asleep;
And glance through those clear eyes,
Around-the-clock, million times;

Reminds me of a beautiful song by Aerosmith, about not falling asleep at night.. :)

Another lovely poem. Brought those places, esp. Venice alive :)