On
19th October many many years gone
by
with Baraat Band ‘Baja’
I became Raja
bedecked in typical Groom attire
the king of my sweet heart
on
a trail to wed the soothing bride
with
scintillating sensuous sparkling visage
beauty so heart warming
falling
for her prince charming.
winsome smile voice sounding
with the twang of her
nose.
Forty four years wafted like a whiff
of fresh scent of rose
years wear on
and on and on
snuggling twitching tingling playing
about the passionate moments
mingle into sensuous trance
culminating into fulsome
love and dance.
years wear on
and on and on
from evening to dawn
we love to trudge upon
long verdure stretches
and unknown sights
in the starry moonlit
nights.
we hobnob with people
of taste and love.
years wear on
and on and on
wife
not an apostle of lust
but temple of trust
A bed of flowers
canopy of blessings
companion of comforts
for all the times .
cloudy or sunny.
marriage is cauldron of
love. love and only
love.
years wear on
and on and on
with
Baraat Band Baja
I became Raja.
Super duper, memories and memories. Mummy is very lucky .
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Thanks for reading my poem.
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Beautiful poetic presentation of sweet memories about companion of comforts. It is a fact that time passes like anything but memories always remind and refresh us.
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very well said sirji. you understand the metaphor of poetry.
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Your marriage, I’m sure was as
beautiful as this poetry
And my grandfather is
the best writer, we all agree
thus your love will go on
and on and on.
beautiful poem, beautiful memories
it feels like your next to me and narrating all of your adventures to me
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very nice comment from my lovely grand son TUSHU.
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Awesome poem!
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Thanks for your comment. glad you liked it.
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