Wednesday, November 3, 2010

Rhapsody From Twilight Zone

They may talk of a comet, or a burning mountain, or some such bagatelle; but to me its her, dressed out in all her finery, being the most tremendous object of the whole creation.

I feel a stroke of freshness
like morning dew
I sense blooming viridity
ready to unruffle

What i love most is the fact that it is so natural,without a blemish.

She steps right out of he fairy tale ; coz she looks too good to be true and she glows like an angel .Im the sun and she is the moon .As she spreads glittering rays of sensuality I stand captivated in its luster.She has smile like a rainbow after the rainy day ; touching the heart with eternal joy that takes all pain away.

The curly hair caress her glistening shoulders ; or the way her soft hands gleam ; The perfectly shaped eyebrows leading to the slender nose ; or the way those lips lead to the tenderness of her cushy cheeks (now thats a self-coined term ); The fabric submitting itself ; adorning itself with her charm and the warmth of her pulchritude romancing the air around her.The jewelery's shine undermined by hers

Why do you make me feel
Everytime im near you
My head is like a spinning wheel

When i gaze into your eyes
Im blinded by the passion
I feel that's deep inside
Why are you so beautiful.

I had always loved beautiful and artistic things though before seeing you ; i had hardly seen any .” Beauty is an ecstasy; it is simple . There is really nothing to be said about it. It is like the perfume of a rose: you can smell it and that is all.” You are splendidly sublime like anything ; like a whisper and a breeze you were gone ; like everything the heart could would sing.


When violet eyes get brighter
And heavy wings grow lighter
I'll taste the sky and feel alive again.

Color of the diamond is her composure
Cut of the diamond is her cuteness.






You come..

with eyes sparkling and smile scintillating

with voice lilting and long tresses mellowing

you come… my lady… .. and tickle my senses

With robe beautifying and fabric fascinating

with drapery stupefying and the look mesmerizing

you come, my lady… and tickle my senses

With flesh gleaming and curves captivating

with folds melting; themselves surrendering

you come.. my lady .. and tickle my sense..


“The moment my eyes fell on her, I was content."

2 comments:

  1. i love it :) thank you.. :) thank you... :) i have no words..... another addition to the speechless moments of ishita chakraborty.. :) thnk you.. :) im the fortunate one hea to have you to make you feel so... n indirectly culminating into the whole greater purpose of ... well u cn c it in the blog :) :) thank you .. :)

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