The Red Rose

When she asked…Why is the colour of rosesThat she gets from me,always red.I smiled at myself and then I said,Red is love, Red is passion,Red rose is thatWhat holds this most beautiful emotion. Red is happiness, Red is successRed rose is thatWhat signifies the beholder...

The Story of You and Me

In the story of you and me,I remember you sinceI don’t know when.But from that ever since,I don’t think that feeling has ever left. In the story of you and me,If only I could ever tellUnknowingly how I have strivedto find you everywhere. Every time for you,my...

My Solace

I may never be able to tell you exactlywhat I was thinking when I first saw you,But probably at the time,you were not a thought,but a feeling so strong,Comprised of familiarity…of happiness…of love…of belonging. A truth that yes, you were mine,and there was never a...

Our Journey

Though we have never loved anyone elselike the way we love each other,We have loved…and also lost the people we loved.We have both known the losslike the sharp edges of a knife.and felt the way it hurts. While we both livedwith some scars and the wounds deep,Sealed...

Eternally You and Me

Some questions do not matter anymore now,When I have you with me.My beautiful Love…The way our friendship has bloomedinto so much more,I feel like believing in destinyAnd thank my starsFor bringing you into my life.There is nothing left to provethan to simply...

Colours of Us

She loves colours.I wish I could ask herA few of these questions. How would she paint the momentWhen we were at a distance,And how about nowwhen we are in each other’s presence? How would she colour our souls?Would it be like a reflection of each otherOr two...