The silver you hold in thy grip

I have always wondered,
The silver you hold in thy grip
Universe, you are about to unleash,
Is so beautiful for anyone to keep
Ohh!! love the way , when u blow it with every kiss.
What makes you dream so big
Every star twinkling like this.
The sheen reflects the glitter of hope
Tells me to believe in the beauty it holds

So many worlds rumble
So many people sigh
Ohh !!! when you blow it with thy kiss
The charm of love gratifies
The love you spread
The happiness personifies.
You the angel of love
Where could I find thee
I wish to seek thee before I die.

With every rumble, every breeze
Every word that nature speaks
Carries the essence of love you spread
I just want to hold onto my stars
Out of the ones you unleash from thy hand.
But I wish I could collect the silver
And submit it back in your hands
So that you may blow me a kiss again
Unleashing the life you hold in thy grip

And this time I shall collect every star
All the dreams that i once missed out
Every star shall symbolize the people I met
far or near , I would keep them instead.
A summary of the lifetime
Showered with the love
That You blow with every kiss.
How could you unleash the silver you hold in thy grip,
I have always wondered.

By Your Side

With every passing moment
When you are by my side
I had always wished the time to standby
Let me sight you with admiration.
For you are once in a generation
And i am happy to be in your legion.

I feel younger when i am with you
So stupid and kiddish like an eight year would do
I promise you the moon and all the glittering stars
And with them would weave the glittering yarn
And under the gleaming star studded sky
We will take the holy vows, which will grow stronger as time flies.

Let me enjoy the moments where you belong
You are the spring, you are the rain
I guess you are worth every pain
But when you are by my side
Every thing else subsides
Only Our Love meets the bare sight.

Sometimes i feel stupid
Your beauty makes me dumb
You charm me with your magical eyes
And everytime i look in them ,am mesmerised.
Such a charming person u have been,
So cute with thy grin.

It's just that i could not express myself
Words wont come out by themselves
Love is altogether a different ball game
Every day i say 'I love you',is not the same
Yet all the efforts, it takes to tell this to you
Happy and Joyous, I will always be with you.

[Context : A poem about a girlfriend being idolized by her lover,specially written on a friend's request ]
[Note : Enjoy reading it and obviously point out the short comings ]

Full of surprises,making me keen.

As i sit by me to introspect
Pondering over the different aspects
I wonder how the life has been
Full of surprises,making me keen.

When i look around at the friends i have
Astonishing me on the life i crave
Merry and joyful as they all have been
Full of surprises,making me keen.
What have i done to deserve such happiness
Silly question as i must say with frankness
But still what would the answer have been
Full of surprises,making me keen.

Then i think of me as a person
All the good and bad that has made me.
What else would the life have been
Full of surprises,making me keen.

And then i shake this weariness off
I cannot live this life on a couch
If's and But's have always been,
Let me break these chains,i have always been keen.

[Context : The poem is written on a Girl[Stuti Arora] who thinks greatly about her life and 

the way her random thoughts take shape and how she handles them,written on a friend's request ]
[Note : Enjoy reading it and obviously point out the short comings ]
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