I Love Thee

Today my Heart Reminded me the
day when I first had a word with you,
I am filled with all my emotions,
and I am feeling so blue.
Dint expect myself to be in Love,
but dint restrict the heart,
and when you are not with me now,
senses cry to be apart....

Why was I tought to Love...
When Love had no feelings,
Why dint I learn to Hate...
When world is of dealings??

My mind shouted to my Heart...
Why dint I stop you when getting depart?
Why dint you turn back to me?
Was my Love just for Thee?

Love taught me to laugh with tears,
Love was the music to please my ears,
Love was the language my Soul spoke,
Then why did all the pains...
my Heart had to soak??

Why did I do this to me?
Why did I hate myself and Love Thee??
Why dint I listen to my Mind?
Why was his presence so kind?
Why did I allow him to be mine?
Why did I Love Thine??

I thought of killing all my questions,
but was stopped by Mind's requisition,
to find the answers to my queries..
Why did I select to have all worries?

I mussed allowed to find all my WHY...
I found HIM standing by,
HE told me the story of Love,
and a poem of a dove,
Wherein True Love never Win,
and Love is considered as a Sin.

I was quiet and looking at him,
and observed the bright light getting dim,
being lost in HIS humble words,
I reminded of the loving birds,
the moment I got my consciousness,
HE was not there,
I looked back...I looked around...
I searched for HIM,
But HE was a great Player...
With HIS tricky talks..
HE granted me the Gift of Life,
HE blessed me with SMILE,
and asked always to be wise,
HE told Love wasn’t I felt for him,
It was just an illusion,
Love is pure and Love is Great,
and then cleared all my confusion.

I Loved Thee..
with a glee,
Wishing to pour Love onto every Men,
to fish out the tears and sorrows,
so nobody shall question then....
"Why did I Love Thee???
Why did I Love Thee???"

Now I find him with me...
Where ever I be!!!
I Love Thee...
I Love Thee.


"Tarni"

Dear Dad

At times I forget to talk,
At times I hesitate,
At times we both fight,
At times we do naughty things....
Catching your nose delights me the most,
Prickling me is your choice,
Some times you are angry on me,
And sometimes the turn is mine,
But still out of every word we share
Every moment we spend...
The most chereshing moment is when you call me your son,
I am your son and will remain your sun,
To brighten up the sky,
With all the fun,
Will make you proud of being your daughter,
As you make me bold being my DAD!!

Thanks for everything DEAR DAD!!!
Love you!

Your Son,
Your Daughter.
Sakshi

"Tarni"