Beautiful World


The cold night,
The look of your eyes,
The touch of your hand,
Your breath on my neck…

The chilly breeze,
Your arms around me tight,
The softness of your voice,
The feel of your heart beating with mine…

Those silly jokes you crack,
Those romantic songs you sing.
The way you carry me in your arms
Sweeping me off my feet

And taking me to a world
I never want to leave!

Wink♪♫

Comments

  1. Gautam AnandApril 12, 2010 at 3:20 AM

    again optimistic nd feel good !!
    Keep writing nd keep rocking !!!

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  2. PhilO♥April 12, 2010 at 3:22 AM

    @ Gautam: Thanks :) You're awesome :D

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  3. rohiniApril 12, 2010 at 4:59 AM

    wow...nice ,....

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  4. ChYmEc!nDy**April 12, 2010 at 5:49 AM

    Nice thought.

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  5. Sakhi.April 12, 2010 at 8:07 AM

    awesome...reminded me of twilight somehow...!!
    very nice flow of dis one:)

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  6. Suhina :)April 12, 2010 at 8:33 AM

    Beautiful indeed! :) :)

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  7. supriyaApril 12, 2010 at 8:56 AM

    ultimate romantic..!!! i was totally in the flow..!!! :)

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  8. Karan AgrawalApril 12, 2010 at 9:04 AM

    Like beautiful world, its a beautiful poem... ;)

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  9. ShritiApril 12, 2010 at 11:44 AM

    woooow! awesome :D
    nicely written sweetie
    BTW How are you?

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  10. SonshuApril 12, 2010 at 11:39 PM

    Naaiiicee!!! :) :)

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  11. tharangniApril 13, 2010 at 1:57 AM

    wooww!! its really nice and i lovved it! :)

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  12. Rain GirlApril 13, 2010 at 2:19 AM

    awwwwwwwww...
    so happy and so ... fresh first love... optimistic, ah!

    miss that. thanks for freshening up such sweet memories...

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  13. JackApril 14, 2010 at 8:58 AM

    Juhi,

    High expectations expressed beautifully.

    Take care

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