votre chérie
I can't remember if I'm the good twin or the evil one

Monday, May 08, 2006

Forever and a day

You came to me like sunbeams through the cloud
Scattering your radiance, warmth and laughter
I resisted, my loneliness wrapped in a shroud
The prospect of delight ran parallel my rafter

Blithe and light, soaked in peace, love and merry
We discovered a life, a symphony of passion
And then you said, ‘Walk with me, Cherie’
Our souls dancing the tango in repetition

With every passing year, I pray our precious love
May never wither, never ever fade away
Sunshine oscillates with the stars shining above
I know I will love you forever and a day

posted by chérie at 12:00 PM

20 Comments:

  • that's beautifully written !

    By Blogger direkishore, at 2:25 PM  

  • Indeed it's beautifully written :)
    Thank you !

    By Blogger Superman, at 3:20 PM  

  • very sweeet :)

    By Blogger second_wind, at 9:44 PM  

  • Direkishore, superman and secondwind - Thank you :)

    By Blogger chérie, at 10:47 AM  

  • ah, the sun is too dim a star
    in comparison with your radiance,
    the moon too distant a beauty
    to compare to your serenity,
    constellations too vague
    to be related to your brilliance,
    and,
    the universe too small to capsule your entity.

    lost in fantastic gaze upon all i may become, ever encountering such essence is torment,
    yea,
    punishment one may ne'er deserve.
    loosing inhibition dued nought,
    and juxtaposition's as parallel irrepute...
    maybe tomorrow she knows.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 12:39 PM  

  • Oh wow..... anon seems smitten.
    Also,a belated happy birthday to superman

    By Blogger second_wind, at 8:59 PM  

  • Sufra! 2 thumbs up!...and thanks to Superman, I have a new toy. Watching TV is never going to be the same again!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:27 PM  

  • ANON,
    WOW, that first verse was really nice and I did not get most of the second verse . . . Thank you for taking the time to write it :)

    Second wind,
    yeah, I don't know smitten by who tho'. The real superman's birthday is on Feb 29th actually ;) this is just a pretend superman ;)

    Did you hear that superman?? any comebacks?

    By Blogger chérie, at 10:37 AM  

  • congrete raja,
    I'm glad you liked it. And what is this new toy that gives you so much pleasure while watching TV???

    By Blogger chérie, at 10:39 AM  

  • @Second Wind:
    Thanks!

    @Congrete Raja:
    I am glad you like it. However, the "toy" is still a prototype and may be slightly unstable. If you hear a rumble or thunder while using it, start driving away from the city as fast as you can - remember to head to the ocean.

    @Votre Cherie:
    Pretend Superman??? If you stop telling lies about me, I'll stop telling the truth about you, Cosmo girl!

    By Blogger Superman, at 11:45 AM  

  • verse of the poet,
    captivating, she knowing only
    sweet truths uttered,
    recoils her wind unto infinity
    for it is all,
    it is ever.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 12:57 PM  

  • the marriage of soul to body
    whistles from time to time
    themes woven of love and life.

    there, opened to no more than
    equality and/or hypocrisy
    are two as one for
    as long as union is
    nourished and appreciated...
    otherwise, unknown is the thing,
    discarded, downtrodden, disrespected.
    when this is,
    so is loss of
    kindness, care, & understanding.

    what shall become of virtue then?

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 12:29 PM  

  • i hear the whistles now and then
    and think to myself, alas brethren
    looks like love and life are waging a war
    time heals, but leaves a scar

    I don't know what to write
    from all the heavy words, no respite
    I guess I'll kick back and relax
    and do my hair with some beeswax
    of course, hang on, wait a second...ah-choo!
    oh gosh, my hand's full of virtue!

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 5:33 PM  

  • ur blog seems to be popular with anon poets :)

    By Blogger second_wind, at 6:17 PM  

  • Well...I really liked this poem. Perfectly relate to it..:)

    By Blogger srikanth, at 5:23 AM  

  • anon,
    You overwhelm me! I really like your style of writing, though I have to admit that I don't get your poems the first time I read 'em . . . but that's cool cuz it gets me thinking . . . and I really like that . . .

    The last anon,
    I know who you are :) there's no mistaking that style of writing ;) love ya

    Second wind,
    It's great that some really creative and intelligent people (one of 'em yourself) visit my blog . . and I am also pleased that you come back and read the comments and wisecracks section now and then . . .

    srikanth,
    thanks man . . . Could you elaborate on the "relate to it" part? I am real curious about it . .

    By Blogger chérie, at 1:49 PM  

  • anonymous1,2&3

    going unto heaven i wondered,
    only seeing the probability/possibility you.
    time's table allowed blasphemies
    to there love may ne'er be satiated
    for the shortcomings due unto,
    and god cries.
    i believe in a time for us,
    and like noone knows
    for this is the time for love.
    if i were to die,
    would one such as you be abled to love me?
    i dare not imagine,
    but curiosity has the best of me these days...
    in the midst of cruel tricks, and wickedness.
    i will see love,
    but shall i?
    hurt plagues my essences
    as sure memory and thought.
    i am avast

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 5:12 PM  

  • did you write that?
    that's beautiful...

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 5:20 PM  

  • 123

    i have heard of your beauty;
    i have wondered of your bounty;
    i have stilled all else but culture.

    where doth wind begin
    and dust end?

    tis there in the breath i have dreamt of...
    there in time's end.

    By Anonymous Anonymous, at 10:35 PM  

  • wow anon,
    I really like what you write . . . keep 'em coming.

    By Blogger chérie, at 6:56 AM  

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