14 January, 2009

A women in Love with herself

Unconditional, selfless love

Cherishing a tender dove.

Smirks & giggles,

Tempers & moods.

Temperamental n supernatural

Diplomatic n democratic.

Monarchy, not anarchy

Dedicated, not distracted.

Antidote of her own love,

Makes her feel fresh all life long.

Elixir is her soothing,

Without which she’s nothing.

She’s the best, craves the greatest,

Inflinching beauty, neglecting the creepiest.

Thinking of him every minute,

Never gets into tantrum fit.

She never fails in rejoicing,

She always adorns the gracing.

Always lives the moments,

Without hiccups & comments.

Cherishes the past,

Never lives in cast.

Always founds the superlative love,

Comparable with the sky above.

She always resists & persists,

She always devotes,

She never hesitates,

She always makes the up-troughs,

She’s the dearest; she’s the calmest,

She’s the one who makes everyone uphill.

She’s the goddess; she’s the prowess,

She’s the mother; she’s the sister,

She’s love; she’s darling love.

4 comments:

Lucifer said...

i remember leavin a couple of comments here...funny!!!

a beautiful description of a lady...yeah she's all dat n so much more...beautifully penned down!!

blogrollin ya

bhargav said...

@ mayz
yeah it is.
thankx.

Jahnabi Roy said...

woman: god's best creation....

c'est la vie said...

@ everything burns
yep.