My man

My man, 

Has the twinkle in his eye.

A charming face, and

An apple of everyone's eye.

My man 

The cutest of the paunch, 

The chubbiest of cheeks.

The strongest of arms,

The softest lips.

My man,

Jungle all through,

Handsomest of men,

Cutest, Intelligent

The envy of menfolk.

My man,

The center of attraction.

My man 

You are.

Everything of this,

And more. :)

The First Dance

                                          She smiled at him.
                            For the first time, him, her husband.
                                He looked deep into her eyes.

"My wife", he whispered, "I love you"

A shiver went up her spine.

Her soul held a breath.

He pulled her closer,

Guiding her to the centre.

All eyes on them.

One two and three,

Together they danced,

Mister and Missus.

For the very first time.

He held a hand, one to her hip,

Brushed her lips, small peck.

They turned and smiled to the faces.

He was hers.

She was his.

And then he whispered into my ears.

There was the crowd, The smoke, and the divine smells of the temple.

And then his fingers found mine,

He looked mischievously adorable

He had the twinkle in his eye

He whispered ever so Softly,

I love you.

I skipped , And my heart swooned.

And I was speechless.

And I swooned again

-Swoon-

And then he held me safe, As the crowd pushed along.

And just when I thought it was complete,

He leaned in and with the kiss of a whisper

"I love you"

And it was complete.

More than just complete.

I may be a dumbarse, I may not know how to tell it right back to you,

No I just dunno.

I may not tell it to you, But I love you.

And everytime, And always, I swoon :)

And I smile now.

You make me feel complete.

And I am your dumb arse. :)

Today-Cheesomantic.

Dear Diary,
Today was beautiful, and that was because of You.
Home is where we belong, and that's you,
Perfection, is an Illusion ,
But Warmth of the illusion isn't.
'Twas You
'Twas Me.
'Twas We.
'Twas us.
'Twas simple, and Happy.
There was too much cheese in the popcorn, or maybe so were we, Chees-o-mantically awesome and way to good looking to be wasted, period.
Damn you :)
Dear diary, maybe you are lucky, because I am telling you first, or maybe I am lucky.
But, 'Twas warm, and lovely.
Maybe I should have done more justice to the post, But Nay, I am too happy and wasted from the happiness, that I rather cling on to that than make a literary excursion.
And now , I finally sleep, with peace, and a smile and a stupid grin in pasted to my face.

Rain and the Dream

A beautiful Hindi Song plays in my head as the dream opens up in my mind's eye.

A dream , A memory.

The gentle rain falls across the window, and the darkening lights in the window  in the perfect white house, 

Our perfect white house.

 A dream that transcends into a memory.

I smile a little as you bring me coffee, And I fall back into your arms as you snuggle me in.

Your beard scratching against my hair, gentle, A welcome touch.

The warmth of your hands, and the coffee, the rainy weather, A drug to my soul.

The streets are empty, The cold lashing rain falls against us,

I shiver, You hold me closer.

You kiss me with the warmth of your love,

You kiss me in the rain

 Hold my hand and carry me away, To our magical place.

I lay next to you, Cuddled up in your arms, naked,

Watching you sleep, The rain still pours on.

Its cold outside, but it's as warm as it can be, in our little cocoon that we created.

I lay asleep in your arms, you smile at me and fall back into my rising chest , falling into a sleep.

A protective embrace

A dream, A memory.

HE-DEDICATED POST.

What happens when something as phenomenal as this happens in your perfectly awesome monotonous life?
Hit me like a wave of surprise and I sat down just by the sheer possibility of the words.
You almost have no idea, despite the obviousness to it, and you just sit there in shock, shock or maybe surprise due to the pleasantness of it.
And when my head finally clears up, I am blushing and mulling over everything like a typical girl does.
This time, Maybe I expect a little more, and give a lot more, but slowly.
Quoting from somewhere I read
"This time it's just not the warmth of a man I expect, but the strength of his shoulders and the loving arms of a friend who will stand by me and hold me for eternity , If need to be."
The future holds in it's murky realms, mysteries and We never really know what happens next.
"But , If there is hope, and If luck favors me, And if I deserve it, I will make it work, not back down, knock out the whole universe for him, until I am bald with no hair and can't go to the bathroom myself."

Butterfly's Kiss - Dedicated post.

Dedicated post.

You know when you gently hold a butterfly in your hands and it kisses you before it flies away?

Maybe like that.

Its curious and light.

I love the strength in your eyes and hands and maybe the attitude.

Hold my hand :)

Listen to my voice, and be curious.

Keep wanting.

But, that's all i will leave you to ponder on.

You would never ask, and neither will i tell you.

Find me in the warmth of the sun 

And in the coldness of the rain

Sit beside me in silence, and

That's all 

I'll let you ponder, And be curious.

And maybe i may fly away like the butterfly

Or just stick around.

And maybe tell you more.

And for the rest of you, 

I won't tell you who :)

Impact.

Once upon a time

A year ago

A few mistakes ago

I found you, and you found me .

Memories and flashes

Ghost of the reality 

and Thats all that comes back.

Ever.

Never him, Never more , never less.

Whirlwind of emotions

Life is a grey kaleidoscope of images

I fell hard, You stepped back 

Its not the words you said , 

Its not the way you looked

Its the way you made me feel.

You were more, and less, and everything.

I fell hard, on the ground.

Impact.

It moved too fast,

Over and done, Blinded in the darkness.

Suffocated,

memories and flashes come back 

But never You.

The love of my life.

Thank you Taylor Swift

Raven Haired Stranger

Raven Haired stranger, 

With a charm in your eyes, 

I remember the words, 

The stealing glances and the whispered Lies.

Sweet lies you never meant to keep your word.

I remember your tears, crocodile tears I know today

Enough said, Enough done, Enough loved.

Now its Gone.

You walked into my life,Invited... 

You promised me the world.

Love is a fickle friend.

You are worse.

So you think You can walk in, 

Steal my heart, Rip it and walk away like that?

But thats what you did, Didnt you?

You made a choice for both of us.

Enough said, enough done and enough loved.

Go away and Begone.

Never to show me those sparkling eyes again

Never to Lie to me, Unlike you i deserve better.

And maybe some-day you may earn atleast a little respect

Good riddance 

Love is fickle Friend

Its a gumball of emotions,

They say love is a fickle friend

It started out on a fateful match , Dec 11 th .. why ?

I would never know..

The golden days of my life.

Prettiest Yellow rays and bluest ocean currents.

But like I said love is a fickle friend destined to leave when trouble raises its head

Not one of the brave heart, to stand by my side

A taste of sour pickle.

I could hate you, but hate breeds more feelings and I am afraid to hurt myself, thank you.

Maybe the squirells will teach you a lasting lesson.

A broken mirror can never be fixed.

Love reflects a thousand causes,but once broken remains broken.

                                     

Caves of darkness, and the depth of your cold eyes

and the icy chill heart

I loved someone who was not worth me

I loved someone who never knew who I was

I loved you knowing you would never accept me for who I am

Delusions and errors , rebating joy.

Glow of the lantern and fading lights

Screw you too Love.

Darkness immortal 

The Unpublished post

The days went slow and the nights creeped away painfully slow

The nights were the worst the living

Nightmares and living moments haunted me

In the midst of it all , i found the twinkle of an eye

I found my energy again

I smiled

The smile in your face

A little click on the phone and I felt pretty , beautiful and amazing again

Voice of an angel

So sweet and melodious

And the flutes kept me going on my iTunes each day -on repeat

And i laughed a ringing laugh

I feared the basic thing that drives a person forward, ambition, love and money.

But there was this misty fresh air blowing behind my face

An inspiration

And a hand to hold me and guide along the right direction

In time

I wondered if the games were games

I felt foolish at my own folly

A night in the rain and i was falling hard or maybe i already did, shit.

I was scared. And i always will be

I felt too close.

And i closed my eyes , in a moment of sadness, and a whisper of the name

We Loved, We lost.

We Loved, We lost.
It was difficult, we fought like a married couple, but deep deep down, somewhere and always, I thought we were there for each other.
There was, Is this Un-breakable thought "What ever happens, we are for each other and always"
You know that empty feeling in the stomach you have when you have a free fall ?
I cry at times, I think of the happy times, the simple and sweet times, when the touch of my hand would light up your face and a whiff of your scent were sweet reminders that you were close to me,
The blueness of your hoodie still keeps me safe with the two pretty pillows that i always wanted from you.
I remember ironically the last time was the first time i asked anything from you.
I hold on to my phone, checking your last check in time into whatsapp, wondering if you had blocked me yet, confused about where it all went wrong.
Unable to break away from the thought, When everything is over you will be back to me.
But i do not know if until then i can handle the free fall, The emptiness everytime i reach out to that spot in my mind.
I delude myself at times still believing we are together.
I replay all the times we had,all the cute little smiles you gave me , how you used to look at me and you calling me "princess"
Lowest blow ever.

These moments are dark, and when i get out of them i do not know who i will be , but i know i will still love you, but i am afarid to take a step forward, i am afraid to look backwards, your words hurt me, badly.
You looked me in my eye and told me you didnt love me.
I cried, You saw.
I was lost...
You looked lost, I knew something was up... all the love we had wouldn't just go somewhere, i had faith.
Maybe you are just no alright now, But you punish me instead.

I wake up some mornings, feeling strong , 60 seconds later it's free fall and the sun damps.
nights are the worst, we used to talk everyday and believe in some many things, for now all is lost.

A year and more

Its been over a year , and You have been more to me than anyone could wish for.

Its has been strings in the wind to and fro

loads of love and loads of arguments,

I love the days we stay up till 4 am in the night just because we dont want to stop hearing each other's voice

yet there are many days we dont know what to talk about

A little silence.

A comfortable silence.

Music in our lives

its rock and roll one day, classical the next , Pink floyd one day , Rahman the next and System of down the next,

But what matters is we sing it along however bad we are at it

We try our best to make it better each day

We may feel like it gets worse each day

But winter comes before spring, Like what Robert Frost says

Love doesn't fade with time, I don't believe in that, instead if anything , it strengthens,

but only because it understands.

I do not know if i have been perfect enough for you, even when i scream at yu, 

I want you to know I regret is even as the fight goes on.

I want you to know i try hard

I give up a lot o time, unlike you i do not have the patience or the perseverance, Nevertheless , 

you have always been there to show me what is to be us.

We cannot give up not because we cannot handle it

We cannot give up only because it is too precious to let go 

Remember what a certain someone told us by his terrace?

Love doesn't fail in the most difficult of the stances even though it may seem so.

I want you to know this

Having a life on my own doesn't mean i dont love you as much as you.

Just believe in me.

I breathe for that.

 Coffee isn't special without you

Chocolates are everything when you give it to me

The sunset is prettier with my head on your shoulder

Dreams are for You

Anger is not elemental without you as the reason

Eyes are Lightless without your eyes

Mornings are for I love yous

Life is for You

Cuz yu are mine

Love you

Whispers of Your Name

அன்று  உன்  முகம் பார்த்தேன் 

என் கனவை கலைதை 

புதிதாய் பொற் கனவுகள் 

புதிய மனம் 

வாணன் சிறிய சிறகு முளைத்தது 

உன் விழியன் அழகொளியில் 

Andru Un Mugam Parthen 

En Kanavai Kalaithaye 

Puthiya Manam 

Vanan Chiriya Siragu Mulaithathu

Un Viziyin Azagoliyil 

Whispers of a name 

The curls of your beard

The curve of your lips

A breath from Your heart

A brightness of the eye

A kiss of your Love

Dandelions in the wind

Music in my soul 

Past, Present, Future

I Fall So Hard 

<3

Crossing roads, again.

 A stranger came to my doorstep one day

I let him in with my golden keys

Raven haired and twinkling eyes

Charmer

Words of ease

Tongue of gods

Capture my eyes 

With A mere Glance

Once an object of perfection

I am nothing but the epitome of taint

The path shows a fork

The charmer Leaves for the left

I am but left with the right choice

It is time to Go

Good bye.

Comfortable Strangers

Sitting in the darkness

alone ...

swirling in her own thoughts

she asks myself

what went wrong ?

how?

and where did she go wrong?

the darkness and the loneliness are comfortable strangers to her

she realizes . . as her thoughts make sense of her actions

she does not blame you, for she doesn't like to blame

she was too self involved my dear

too self involved to see what came from where

to see what you gave her , with patience

she was too obsessed with silly little things

she was too much of a perfectionist

she expected perfection in everything 

from a text message to the way your accent went

she tried making you her puppet

oh she did.

it hit her like a slap on her face

she did that to you.

she will never do that to you

anymore

she will throw her tantrums 

her mood swings

but she knows where she goes wrong, 

she is sorry.

she loves you more

and beyond everything you stuck with her

baby she loves you

:)

Musky

every dawn begins with good grace
every dawn brings in a smile of anticipation and laziness into my body
i remember your face 
your smile
that childish voice
the cheerfulness and the laugh
your warmth 
i pull the blanket holding on closer to my morning dreams 

i close my eyes and play around the scene yet again
how you can come so close to me and yet stay so far enough to just make my heart race 
the memory of that hint of musky sweet scent that carries around in your wake as i cling to the blueness of your hoodie


my heart skips a beat and spine shivers and i hold my breath
a hurricane hits me 
good morning  

i wake up consumed by emotions and yet glad since i know i have you,baby, and no one will have what we have or will ever know what it is to be us.

Skipping to the Present

she is here... away on a trip..

she's with her best friends

she cant help but missing him ..

this is going to be one cheesy post.

 she misses him so badly that every minute seems to drive her desperate

she went around flicking her friends laptops just to get  online and drool over his photos, yea drool, or thats her best friend told her..

the miles between them seem to be too distant and she can't help but opening the flood gates just thinking about the minutes she wants to be with him,

wy cant forever come quickly.? and why cant he jus invent the time machine already?

no offence to big eyes , shorty , pretty face or mr bangalore (oh yea so much melodrama and they are back as frnds), i love yu guys but i need him also in there..

there are times when just hugs his hoodie (which she flicked from him )

she loved the way it made her feel protective and give herself that feeling that he was close to her.

she loves him and she misses him

Crap Bag..

time to start packin .!


*sleeps off*


its time for her to leave for her rurals and she has to leave on valentines day...
its been almost a week since she saw him and fate was just being against them as she reluctantly threw piles of clothes into the bag
*snore*


so she sat down the week and did something special for him, which does not include "moonu" or the vernacular pronunciation of the moon.!


back to piles of clothing again
she's always been bad at packing
and procrastination is not goena help u girl..


blah...
!

she can't help but pack a million of her belongings into her already overflowing bag of crap.. oh well mission phail.
time for break.. *sleeps off*

Jerk

She got down the bike . .
their time was up . .
she bid him farewell . . confused but glad that she told him
. .
he looked at her, and gave her a brilliant smile and sped away
she quite never understood what he meant for the nuthead she was . .


she spent the night at her frnds place... and both of them sat down the whole night jabbering away.. gossiping and girl talks...
she tells her what she felt for him :)


her friend gives her assurance...


he sends her one lone goodnite,
what a jerk she thinks..


she spent the night tossing and turning, not sleeping until early morning. .