Not yet named.
Verse1:
A cool nice evening with a rhythmic melody smooching,
in and around the facet of party hall,
mirching with the chirping sound of the half filled glasses,
aroma of the flowers, bouquet, people made the place an orchid,
thither came my angel with the curl glossy hair bubbling in the slender shoulders,
the long brown gown waved the auburn carpet garnishing the marble base
the elegant silk garb was in vogue with chic stones essence,
her charming smile and fascinating eyes made her my beloved.
Verse2:
Yes these are the very same alluring smile and stunning eyes,
which took me to her in the ultimate year of our departure from college.
The feeling of departure brought us together and bloomed the friendship
and made a brawny bond of lovable friendship.
We always use to think about the unspoken words of all the years passed
but still thanks to the convener who made the get together party,
where our friendship sprouted,
where our hearts sprung upon
where we made our real expressions,
Yes once again thanks to them.
Verse3:
As we moved to a long distance far close by,
the inexorable and relentless love flourished with avant-garde technology.
everything and everything we shared with each other,
no smile, no frown, no bliss, no anguish, no hit, no flop… we ever missed
nothing and nothing came between us
no mail, no phone, no message, no natters will ever miss our final phrase ‘luv u ‘.
I know everything about her rather than her family, she too does.
we know all, about each one’s culture, custom, ethnicity and their differences,
all these have now brought us to this wedding eve.
Verse4:
Revelry was finally over and I went to sleep in an euphoric mood.
I traveled through out the short night as if the wedding was over,
as the chill mist caressed my fingers i got relieved from my sweet dreams.
now in the wedding hall, all the muttering came to an end
as my she entered the colossal hall clasping her dad’s hands
as he came nearer to the bishop, he unclutched the hands and left her on the carpet
here starts the wedding ceremony and the bishop finished his piece,
the wedding ring waved her finger as if a cool breeze engrossing around
and now the wedding kiss, first kiss
let the souls blend upon with.
Verse5:
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poem by Sowmya Selvan
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