A feeling of affection for someone,so rare,so strange andyet so mysterious that somebody decided to call this nameless feeling "Love" and not long ago had I realised without any question of suspicion that I had fallen a victim to this mystique.So divine and unique is this feeling,like the reflection of the moon upon the placid lake that I fear even the rustling of the leaves may disturb it.I fight my temptation to be in his company and admit to have thought about him equivalent to the number of times I blink my eyes.I refrain from doubting my feelings for him because now I realise to have genuinely fallen a prey to his fatal love.He cradles me in his love and lullabies his dreams till my eyes drop off.I smile in my dreams and he probably believes that as a response to his whispers in my ears.My mind never settles to peace until my thought are focussed on him.EVENTUALLY I REALISED,I HAD BEEN TRANSFORMED ONTO A PRISONER OF HIS LOVE.I ACCEPTED MY CAPTIVITY OF HIS WARMTH AROUND ME WITH IMMENSE GLORY.I visualise him as the the prince of my fairytale and pray for the story never to end.When he realises,I have drifted into the paradise of heavenly dreams,he gently kisses on my forehead symbolising a promising tomorrow to be with him again and cuddles me,joining my Eternal dreams.
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