My agonies were pleasured boulevard of penance
Hurts were impregnable in hands of forbearance
Sea and boulders were two eyes that time
Sound of tear was the most melodies chime
Could figure a breadth crawling towards me
Kissed goodbye to the eyes of sea
Stepped on the boulders and dissolved it completely
The one who turned chime of tear into melody
Thy touch is greed of nature
They charm is secret of beauty's nature
They love is a blessing to the existence
They arms defeats death's presence
Love has vouched thy purity
Wisdom has surrendered to thy serenity
Holiness has redefines itself after thy birth
Thy is my bosom, who's warmth has carved my life
Friday, September 26, 2008
~ Carved My Life ~
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