Friday, September 16, 2011

MY WIFE, MY VALENTINE

My sole soul and body
Devoted for you forever
Permanently
To share grief and happiness
Being together.

Neither the shining lips
Nor the lion’s hip
Pulls away my eyes
For a second from you
My Valentine
My wife.

If two can be one - body and soul
I would be inside you
However you treat:
Hate or love.

A thread of love
Connects two of us
Since our birth or even before
Somewhere in this big universe
A mystery for over thousands of years
But our love
Is simple like water and air.

Anger and fight
Swearing, tussle and battle
Like the thunder of a lion
In the dark African jungle
Melts in a minute
In our sensible scene
Like the Himalayan snow.

What a great play we do?
Like friend and foe
Like the flooded water
Smashing and damaging
Killing and menacing
People and property
In a second
Become a gentle Pacific Ocean
With happiness and glow
In another second.

All ill ended
All tussle finished
Our hearts join together
In two bodies
To remain immortal
Even after dead bodies.

By Chiranjibi Paudyal

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