I wonder by what magic lamps
The streets lit up with thousand charms
And then with spells she rendered me
A pawn to beauty’s sorcery.
Still I search in dim-lit lanes,
As like wind-blown withered leaves,
In vain for all those wonders lost,
Yearning for that ecstasy
That will not let me be.
Dreaming so of rarest light
I long for sparkling, starlit night
When all the figures fading by,
Will one by one come walking back
And fill my dreams will untold bliss…
Perhaps to be sealed with a kiss.
6 comments:
Queen/s.... a riddle. sometimes even sorcery ceases to be effective and we wait for shadows to cast real magic... very romantic
I came across your queen today.Just suddenly and somewhat awkwardly.Blessed logic and numbers helped me piece it out.Well,well young man,heartiest congratulations and best wishes to both!Wish you a blessed conjugal life!God be with you always!
Thats strange! how, pray tell...
Even saw a picture of hers.The 'how' is very simple actually.Just a number shew you were married.It was so plain.I crosschecked things and bingo! I know stuff.I've lived my years,my experiences.And I am a curious and intelligent person.I'm happy for you. Besties! :)
Thanks for all your wishes mate.
but the fact is that I am still a bachelor.
Will let you know when I tie the knot;)
Ofcourse the knot is tied.So many love poems were born out of the knot.Wedding is just a social ceremony -- marriage is in the mind,didnt Shakespeare say? "The chimes of stars
That praise and bless:
Rejoice!Rejoice!Rejoice!Rejoice!" -- ahem! quoted ya! :P Knotty knotty!
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