Being in thine muse..!!

You were the reason why,
I ever started penning down my thoughts.
You were the joy in life to remember about.
Li'l words to reach you with
I wrote , those rows of small lines;
Those li'l lyrical compositions.
Then to incept with poetry
My line at first was
"At the touch of love everyone becomes a poet!"
Not cuz I loved thee
But surely for thee were special to self!

The li'l talks of misunderstanding for
Which I incepted with my first ever poetry!
I wrote then 'come back' while you returned truly
To witness the happiness in me cuz of thee.

Long it has been since then,
Years long.

Those li'l talks still remain in my memory
As beautiful thoughts;
For thee is now not my old possession.
You're a new grown up adult with
Time all lost in life for the ones
Who love thou!

Those old times while we spoke
During the late nights for long;
Else world asleep then and before leaving
Said 'bye' for hours.
Yes! I miss them.
For, now we hardly speak those times
We said 'bye'.
They were all the best times
And shall remain the same unless
It'd be thee who'd decide there are better.

I want to read those lines of 'come back'
For I wish you return today,
Like you did years before to introduce me again
To the old person I knew.

I know you for the years we travelled along
Better than every other folk all around!
You've stolen my li'l part of soul so perfectly
That you try to the infinity and back
You can never part from me
Though you'd, from my life.

Where is the old kid who loved and waited
for my talks?
If getting back is a pain of times
Well,I would endure them but
Please return from thine within.

I want more memories to miss each day
And not miss you for life
To sob and weep.

I don't want want my poems with
Tears shed over it while I write.
I want to pen those memories
Which would make me chuckle,
Which would make me laugh!
I want to write a long novel
Where it'd be about us;
Falling in love.
To never be separated in every birth.
I want to live the happiness again
And I want my papers be a mirror
Where I'd find thee each time I write;
To blush and hide from the else world
For the reason,they'd see me not blush
Being in thine muse..!!

YMS.    

I shall someday reach you with my poetry,to live in a kingdom my imagination lived!

Each person I meet everyday,

Each stranger whom I've known

And a day each while adding on to our sojourn;

It gives me every reason to know you a bit more,

To fathom,to respect and to love you the most!

From where did you arrive to be 

A part of my life?

And now at your arrival;

How'd you rest my life in thee?

My mind and soul never stops hovering 

At your thoughts!

It lingers with our yesterdays,

It smiles for the talks of today

And dreams about every tomorrow with thee!

What is so passionate about thee?

Your eyes? that witness necromancy;

Your talks? that witness pilfer;

Your soul? that witness innocence

Or you? who witness me.

No,I fancy not a word with else men

But with you my talks for life,

With you my stay until death 

And even after!

To love you more, every moment I own!

I know not how it feels to be loved

But I know how beautiful it is 

To love you a bit more as each day proceeds,

Without your own notice!

To steal your heart like you stole mine.

I shall someday reach you with my poetry,

To live in a kingdom my imagination lived!

To explain it better how much I loved you;

More and more without my own notice,

Like you stole my soul!

Ask me someday while you talk about the world,

"Why do I own the most special place for me in thou?"

Ask me,"Why would you not tell me about thine love?"

And ask me to my surprise,

"Would you love me like I do for life?"

To stare at thine eyes then, I would know that we felt the same and never expressed the same.

YMS.

Will you be mine forever...???

Introduction:the time of sunset while the sky wore a beautiful crown over the horizon of the orange and red shades.Arising darkness while the way forward for the lass were those candles over the sconces struck against those trees.

The welkin was drunk wine,

There was the tawny coronet that the sky wore

At the horizon while the sun was to sink

Into the blues..!!

Like lapsed time, aroused the dark

But the sconces with the bright candles 

Struck against those woods paved way 

For her to proceed.

She moved ahead but there was the depth of silence around

Except the rasp and the noise of wild breeze!

Like those leaves that shed off the trees during autumn,

Seemed a shower of roses;

Of those petals,red and lovely!

It all fell over her and beauty to intensify in her,

A coronet was she coronated with.

Along with those petals fell the li'l crown

Over her hair fastened up high,

With some hair along her temple.

She walked ahead and there were rows of candles

accompanying the pretty flowers which read

Her name to say

"I love you."

In ecstacy and anxiety her eyes ran around,

All around while she found none....

But there arouse a voice which said

"You're the most magnificent  and your smile

The most beautiful,'while she blushed 

To bend her gaze of reluctance' it 

continued while she turned to tawny red!

Your eyes to stile look at,I find the

Urge to find me each moment

I ever find my shadow leaned on thou,

'While she moves her hair along the temple

To lock them before her ears'

The voice then crooned to her ears and continued again,

You're the best thing i'd wish to have in my life.

'She turns to find him'

On his knees he stood! to ask 

WILL YOU BE MINE FOREVER?"

There was the flash of lights all around,

There was a li'l brooklet with tapping water.

It seemed like all those stars from the heaven 

Stepped down to witness the most wonderful union;

While she said,

"There was always a word of pray before the almighty

While I said,we're meant to be one another's 

Possession and always one another's walk of life.

We've stile been together,so bury us 

The last breath to be soul mates.

And forever  was I thine and forever 

Will I be thine."

penned by:YMS.

(Y.Mariyam Sumana)

Drollery called life..!!

What instance do you find your life To be true?Have you ever thought Death is inevitable?death is omnipresent? All plays in life,thou play,along with Folks around you! Aspersions are stile with all, Unless thou really don't curse them. All toys,all puppets,we are In the hands of our almighty! Ever thought thy? Stile make life a good play Even with every chaps and break downs. Make it something more than life Cuz you are living it. Forever cause no harm to thineself..!! It is nothing but drollery called life. All are dolls,all are puppets, Every time just enact the act of fate! Cruel fate seldom to make you stand Even with only those strings and sticks. YMS.

I just wish I'm your thought for reassurance...!!!

I wish you bounce back from the past and live the today...

I wish you accept the fact and reckon the truth..

I wish you stop your odious life and live it to the esteems..

At times we look back into the past for we're not compelled
Yet the pith of core just drags us back...
Times had,memories lived just remain as memories...frown emoticon
For we should accept that the person in our alive memories can never return..
For they're not our's any more...

They're lost,forever lost...frown emoticon

To see you so sullen with thoughts of yesterdays,I go speechless
Cuz you are never on another thought than so the lost.

I wish I could be your thought for reassurance..
I wish you just be mine and not another's..frown emoticon
And I again say reckon,acknowledge,accept and live the life today..
For do not forget if not the one you love,exists here people who love you...smile emoticon

YMS..!!

It's never distance.

No,not the Alps or the Atlantics;
For it is a weigh for tongues of speech.
It's just thine heart if could say away for distance an obstacle or the yearns of distance travelled 
would longer be to reach miles for they are ere-while never a matter of thought even..
For they were that led the path for that strength to mantle our bond...
No not before self nor before thou but with distance to disclose words in minds 
is stile a task very much possible
for words of thine heart echoes in my mind or that conveyed by self is harked to be voiced by thou..
And not those Alps or Atlantics could say sequester unless say thine words that 
MILES WOULD MATTER..

YMS.smile emoticon YMS.