Smile my darling smile

Ok! So I fell in love with a girl’s smile!! U heard me right… Her ‘Smile’!

Smile my darling smile,
Hold my hand for a while!
I love your pristine rosy lips,
Oh! How I yearn for a kiss!

Like the sunbeam on a morning spreads,
Cover your face with a brilliant smile,
Show your lovely pearly whites,
Turn my sorrows into bile.

On a clear and dark mystery night,
The moon rises in an orange light.
Scampering behind a wayward cloud,
When you thought it never would.

On your soft and beauty face,
Your smile assumes a godly grace,
Hidden behind your fingers,
For a while there it lingers.

Between You and me…

This poem is not about anyone in particular or about my twisted mindset. Poetic creativity overcame me when I wrote it.

Build a wall or so I thought,
Between me and my friend,
I knew the words often told,
“Friends will hurt you the most”.

Bury the feelings deep beneath,
Lest they should reflect on your face,
I’ve learnt to hide with brilliant ease,
And cover my heart with silent wreath.

Anger can be kept at bay,
And send hurt on its way,
Lie and often twist the truth,
Subdue the hate and loose a tooth.

I can’t be someone else but me,
I like myself the way I see,
I know I have a million faults,
But if I change I’ll loose my bolts.

We have often met for tea,
Went to places yet to see,
Watched the moon by the sea,
I don’t want to loose m’dentity!

I had sworn never to get so close,
To someone and risk to loose,
My thoughts, my senses and my time,
All for what I often whine.

Punjabi Girl

This is a step away from my normal writing. But I am sure you will enjoy it.  The history behind this poem is that there was this Panjabi Girl(as assumed by my friend), who looked absolutely fabulous. I had to write a poem about her!!

She has sworn to make me moan,
Her beauty surpasses even the moon,
Lucid eyes look deep into my soul,
A touch of softness on her whole.

A glimpse of her makes me smile,
And I bear it for a while,
She walks in radiance of the night,
And I watch her till sunlight!

Where she’s from I have no clue,
An angel born to make me blue,
Her hair is wavy and it rides,
On her back as she glides.

I feel her pain or it seems,
When I hold her with my eyes
Her cheeks are full and lips ever pout,
A kiss is what they need the most!

Her eyes speak of sadness in the past,
I feel their longing in my heart,
Her frame is gentle and it curves,
A treat to behold when she moves.

But she doesn’t know my name,
Forever we’ll play this game,
I’ll hold the memory of her face,
In my heart; I confess!