The Long & Winding Road - A Tribute To The One Who'd Share The Journey

The long and winding road,

Lonely, I’d always trod.

The colours of the evening sky,

Comforts me in vain as I walk by.

There’s no place I’ll have to reach,

There’s no purpose that I’d preach,

There’s no reason to hurry,

No happiness, nothing to worry.

I felt so cold, I felt so numb,

Waiting for my princess to come.

For one thing, I’d asked of the Lord,

To bring some music, to strike a chord.

The sun went down,

Dark, it had already become.

I closed my eyes,

Beneath the dark greying skies.

From my peaceful slumber,

Woken by a light like thunder,

For a moment, I was distraught;

Will no peace follow me, I thought.

A pleasant sun, did the morning bring,

Like magic, my autumn had turned to spring.

Little birds at their squeaking best,

Filling the air with happiness and zest.

In a day, life was all changed,

Joy like never before, fully experienced.

I looked around, hoping someone be seen,

There in all her beauty, stood my precious queen.

Love letters to the wind - Always By My Side

The problem with reading a Nicholas Sparks novel is that it can create a romantic spark in you. And so here, I've have written a love letter (quite in formal language :-p) expressing some aspect of love which might be of some trouble between couples. I hope to write a series like this occasionally as and when it sparks since I have no lover to mail it to. But when I finally meet her, she can read this and ....

My dearest 2B Y-If,

Let me spill out my heart to you, the entirety of it, holding nothing to hide. It is my real desire that you always stay at home, never go out for work, and take care of the household and our kids. And the reason for this is no male chauvinism. I have better reasons to exact such sacrifice from you. 

Do not consider the job of the homemaker to be menial or trivial, I've always regarded it a noble profession, often paid too less and deprived due recognition. The fact that you'll put your entire heart here, will sure make our home like heaven. Our children will grow up with the loving and tender care that I often felt I was deprived of. As important as this is, I also feel you'll be free from the pressures of work. The less strain on your body and mind will preserve your angelic beauty from time. I'll always have you with me when I am back home from work, to relieve me from the tiring day's work with your gentle strokes of tender love.

But look at you! Though I've known you only for a little time now, I feel a deeper connection with you. I feel I've known you since your birth. I can see how you grew up with so many dreams and desires. I can imagine of the answers you'd have come up with when teachers would have enquired you of  future ambitions. I can see how much of untiring effort you've put into turning those dreams into reality. Every morning, you had put the sun to shame, toiling hard & harder, slowly rising up to fame. I do not wish to trample on your hopes and flush them down the drain. 

Go into the world and show them what a strong and resolute woman can do. Soar high like a refreshing fountain that never runs dry. Be successful; I want to see all smiles and happiness on your face. I shall be of support in everything you wish to do. I do wish you the best for a successful career. I promise to be of extreme help and I never shall hinder.

But here's my request to you: Reach for the stars and soar high, but do so with one hand. Yes, with one hand only! With the other hand, hold on to mine. Always. Don't regard me as a weight pulling you down! Never! But wherever you soar, let me follow. I'll be proud of you and help you in every endeavour.
All I want is you always so close.

Yours in love,
AP

Evenings are a special time !

Evenings are a special time

I look up pretending to be just fine

The silence, the solitude and the singleness

Without you, I feel nothing but emptiness

I lay still listenin' to the melancholy chime

Hoping you'd come back just in time.

- AP

Can a Digital Rose be Romantic?

This is a little work of art using my modest photography & non existent literary skills. Any complaints, I strictly forbid. But compliments and suggestions to improve, with open arms, I shall embrace! 

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I conjur'd up this digital rose for you,

It never shall dry up

'Cos my love, never did

Nor ever will do.

Soft always to cuddle you,

Sure to make a smile bloom 

on your pretty face

even on morn filled will gloom.

The thorns, I've taken away.

For my rose shall make red

your sweet face with a cute blush,

never your palms with your precious blood.

The sense of touch & the sense of smell

of this beautiful rose here,

the privilege of it, I deny you!

But as you wonder at

I'm on my way to you

to hug you and hold you close.

My rose shall not steal your touch

which rightly belongs to me alone.

Abialbon Paul :-)

This is a little work of art using my modest photography & non existent literary skills. Any complaints, I strictly forbid. But compliments and suggestions to improve, with open arms, I shall embrace! 

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