Prose, Passion and Ponderings.

His Smile is the Rising Sun,  A Perfect Gold-Pink Dawn- A Beacon that I can't Outrun,  A Wonder that Serves to Stun,  A Magic Aesthetically Spun.  His Smile is the Blinding Sight; A Gleam that Sparks in Night,  It Feels Absolutely Perfect- It Feels Amazingly Right,  A Mixture of both Pain and Delight.  His Smile is the Hope Long Lost,  A Pleasure Beautifully Embossed; Warmer than Fire Colder than Frost.  His Smile the Alluring Sight,  It makes Me Forget the World Outright.  His Smile, Stole my Heart in Cold Bleak Night.  A Smile, that Boast, to own My Heart, in Bright Day Light.

Foggy winter, depart to rest; Windy spring arrives with zest.  Flowering trees and blossoming climber, Florisugent moving from flower to flower. Beautiful birds with colorful wings,  Busy bee in circular spin. The warmth of summer time, The drizzling gold sunlight. It's the month of may, The musings of cuckoo in array; The mango tree blossoms in full sway. The savoring smell of Mangifera indica, The sultry summer's bonanza: The dasheri, sinduri, langda and malda. God's gift in different manifestation, All so sweet and luscious. A delightful mellow from heaven; The squashy harlequin skin, The gold toned fruit with emerald and ruby hues. With the rain drenched june, The euphony of nature attune. Silver droplets on the scrumptious fruit. A delight absolute!

She is a woman of ocean deep mind, Build of intellect, etiquettes and everything nice. A crystal chalice heart in a golden rib cage. The energetic caffeinated vibes she brings,  Rise silent and steady like the sunlight. The matron who withstand and outlasts the stormy time tides. A distinct variety, A damsel of a peculiar captivating kind. A majestic quester looking for shades of grey in a black and white world. The recusant dame, Ready to take the less travelled road. The road that diverges into two paves, She walks in beauty, But runs with savviness. Within her lies a mysterious utopian world. A querida mollycoddling the bookish reverie. The luminary lady of truth casting the gleaming ideas like the moonlight gleams. Everyday she rises like the sun,  Soothes like the moon,  Shines like the star. She is the fierce fire,  The soft pleasant flower,  The cool azure sky. The galaxies reside in her dark black eyes. The Bonnie lass who dares to dream and ...