Tuesday, December 13, 2011
Thursday, June 30, 2011
My dear
(Based on the poem,"PRIYE" in Hindi by Emani Ganapathi Sarma,India)
Golden thoughts of yester days filled
My mind a lot with your memories distilled
In my private room I muse alone, on you
A new song everyday I send you
When you smile, giggle and fell shy,
Your beauty decorates the moon shine.
No other beauty matches with yours
It excels all other beauties, I say!
Every night I wakeup in search of you, dear
Bloody sleep comes upsetting me , unclear
Ways are unknown to my goal distant
But , my breath gives me hope constant
(From Hindi original ‘PRIYE’ BY Mr. E.G.SHARMA
Golden thoughts of yester days filled
My mind a lot with your memories distilled
In my private room I muse alone, on you
A new song everyday I send you
When you smile, giggle and fell shy,
Your beauty decorates the moon shine.
No other beauty matches with yours
It excels all other beauties, I say!
Every night I wakeup in search of you, dear
Bloody sleep comes upsetting me , unclear
Ways are unknown to my goal distant
But , my breath gives me hope constant
(From Hindi original ‘PRIYE’ BY Mr. E.G.SHARMA
Wednesday, March 11, 2009
Friday, August 15, 2008
Saturday, February 23, 2008
Lip to lip fire!
Lip to lip join,
Fine in the heart is the pain
That hastens desire!
Desire is the fire that cools
The racing blood on mating!
Fine in the heart is the pain
That hastens desire!
Desire is the fire that cools
The racing blood on mating!
Friday, February 15, 2008
तू मेरे वैलेंटाइन हो!
जब मैंने देखा तुझको मंदिर मे
सम्झ्लिया मुझे भगवान ने दिया तुझे !
चमक्तेहुए तेरे आखोमे तस्वीर मेरा
मुस्कुराते हुए दिखलाया!
तुम्हारे लबोंमे शरम दिखलाई!
हमारे दिलोंमे गेहरा प्यार नाची
तुम और हम होगये एक !
सम्झ्लिया मुझे भगवान ने दिया तुझे !
चमक्तेहुए तेरे आखोमे तस्वीर मेरा
मुस्कुराते हुए दिखलाया!
तुम्हारे लबोंमे शरम दिखलाई!
हमारे दिलोंमे गेहरा प्यार नाची
तुम और हम होगये एक !
your beauty is a feast to my eyes!
On my lips is written your name,
Your beauty is a feast to my eyes!
Mirrors are your soft cheeks
My image where I look at, oft.
On the edge of your bed I sit
My hands , caressing your thighs
As my warmth due to romantic thoughts
Exchange and ignite desires in you!
Your eyes magnetic and naughty
Stare at my eyes, reading my mind,
I look straight into them and
Get shivers sent through my veins!
In the dim yellow light in the room
You look like gold-coated lily!
The fan is blowing cool air
On your silky smooth hair!
Your beauty is a feast to my eyes!
Mirrors are your soft cheeks
My image where I look at, oft.
On the edge of your bed I sit
My hands , caressing your thighs
As my warmth due to romantic thoughts
Exchange and ignite desires in you!
Your eyes magnetic and naughty
Stare at my eyes, reading my mind,
I look straight into them and
Get shivers sent through my veins!
In the dim yellow light in the room
You look like gold-coated lily!
The fan is blowing cool air
On your silky smooth hair!
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