And my heart's suddenly skipping a beat
To the tune of his wooden, stringed acoustic
He's always been who I was meant to meet
His words sung, spoken, or written: my music.
My cheeks warm and soften into a smile.
When I am serenaded by him, my heart swells.
His songs make me happy longer than awhile.
Truly he is the one whom in my heart dwells.
And my heart suddenly slows so steadily
As he sensually seduces my body and mind.
His handsomeness makes me give in readily.
His everything all makes him one of a kind.
My whole body and mind sink inward.
He early on became my favourite partner ever.
His lovemaking makes me love being forward.
He is my best, last, dearest ever lover.
if only she knew how i thought about her
about the way she makes me smile
the way my heart swells inside
when i picture her walking down the aisle
i want her to see that she’s more than a friend
she’s suddenly become my whole life
i can’t imagine a future without her
i dream of becoming her wife
i wish that i could tell her
be open about how i feel
but i know that she’ll never feel the same
and our friendship could never heal
but her name has slowly merged with mine
i feel that our hearts have become one
i dream of stroking her blushing cheek
but i know that she’d be gone
i want to reach towards her hand
and hold it tight in mine
to gently kiss our entwined fingers
until between us there is no line
if only she could realise
she’s perfect in every way
and i only dream of holding her close
of becoming more than friends one day
Her soft pink petals are invitingly fresh and bright
Next to many others displayed in colors that delight
She sits and patiently awaits on greenhouse shelves
And prays she is soon chosen, as her heart swells
She smiles as the morning sunlight warms the air
As her earthy scent wafts and attracts with flair
Her magenta blooms are lightly covered in mist
Her petals stir, welcoming the moist dew kiss
She hopes the sweet geranium lady will soon be here
Then soon hears her voice as she's getting near
Her petals whimsically gleam as her growing stems invite
As she sits attentively waiting, feeling proud and sprite
She feels her pot lifted from the crowded greenhouse floor
Delighted she was chosen and excited for what's instore
Her feet are now planted at her new home in a beautiful pot
Displayed amongst her blooming friends in a bright cool spot
She smiles as the morning breeze tickles her new blooms
And her sweet lady admires her beauty and fresh perfumes
She vows to zealously grow, with her petals blooming strong
In hopes her blooms deliver delightful gifts all summer long
My subtle emotions are conveyed in a timid gesture;
Might be trivia for you, my love, for me it's an adventure.
When I see you I can't unsee; when I hear, I can't unhear.
Feet shaking, nights awaking since you became my center.
When I conceal unconcelable, restrain inevitable,
Might be trivia for you, my love, but pain is unbearable.
When my shade covers you, only for you to pass by,
Heart swells up, my love; nerves are not stable.
Wary of vulnerabilities might read through eyes;
Might be trivia for you, my love, but you are my prize.
A day of resonating with you, while you take the lead,
Tired I am, my love, performing acts of sweet disguise.
The toll of the bells
As my most broken heart swells,
From loss of a love
Believed as sent from above.
Dying a little deep down.
A hearty bowl of broth
overflows its rim
Proudly served by a mustachioed chef
whose heart swells up in him
to see his patrons savor its taste
lean back with dreamy smiles
For he pours himself into his soups
panache his trademark style
Sing
sing songs
heart sings songs
feel the rhythm
inside your heart strings
the heart swells with pure joy
because a song lit up pulse
pulses of optimism in you
swell out from springs of jubilation
when singing most cheery heart song over
What a wonder you are!
A gift from the universe,
The practical one.
Always so poised
Even when afraid
You are your mother’s child
Always knowing what you want
And getting what you need.
Your star will never burn out.
In your quest to succeed
There was never a question.
A friend, a daughter, and more
Now a bride, beautiful in lace.
My heart swells with pride and love.
Amidst the gentle and warm glow of a flame, we gathered, you and I,
A farewell party, teary eyes, beneath the green sky.
Together we celebrated, in a heartfelt adieu.
Among your Laughter, grace, and vibrant smiles,
They all made the moments precious, in this final mile.
With a gift so divine, you bestowed,
A symbol of love and blessings, on the path I would go.
The meet up and the warmth, oh! a sweet memory to savor,
A taste of friendship's sweetness, in every flavor.
As we part ways, my heart swells with emotion,
For your love and warmth, I'll carry like a timeless devotion.
You've etched your love in my heart, a treasure that's the best.
With gratitude and tears, I bid you all adieu,
For the love you've given, forever I'll hold onto.
©?Chitra Arun
Wonder filled perfumed air
As magic spread a mystic spell inviting him
My love was there
Planned magic spells
To see him here on just a whim.
Heart swells
My ploy
Love to the brim
Joy
Wonder filled perfumed air
To see him here on just a whim.
Joy
A simple piece of paper,
Just words written,
As you look at your name,
The tears fall and,
Your heart swells with pride.
Yet, it's much more than,
Just a piece of paper,
It's your soul inside your heart.
It shows who you are,
What you've done,
How hard you worked for it.
Your brave soul and strong heart,
Shows your honor, Integrity, and character.
I look upon this law degree,
On a simple piece of paper,
Smiling and glowing,
As bright as the sun,
As ancestors look back,
Proud that I am the first.
Yet, years later,
My heart is ripped out of my soul.
A thief in the night,
Takes my hopes, my dreams, my life,
As I look at the,
Empty space on the wall.
I feel the anger fuel my soul and,
Then I realize this was not,
Just a simple piece of paper-
It was my hopes, my dreams, my life,
These can never be replaced.
The Artist
On the terrace in the building across the road
a woman is sweeping her terrace; on another terrace
one the floor up, a woman is watering her plants
There is an endlessness about these domestic duties
monotonous and repetitive from Africa to India
The picture is the same, women need to keep order
and add beauty to their life
Order is important armies know that, but their aim is
to destroy an enemy, in this undertaking, no beauty.
Except perhaps, many soldiers enjoy the tough look
of a military parade, a masculine heart swells
Artists have female hearts they seek beauty whether
in painting, poetry or prose; even the fabled
Hemingway, whose private life preceded his fame
found beauty when seeing a butterfly sitting on a straw.
She watches with loving eyes,
As her child grows and thrives.
Her heart swells with pride,
With every achievement by her side.
From the first smile and step,
To graduation and beyond, she kept
Encouraging, supporting, and guiding,
Through every challenge and excruciating finding.
The bond between mother and child,
Is unbreakable, it's simple and mild.
A connection that no one can compare,
And filled with love beyond compare.
As the child reaches success and fame,
The mother's pride remains the same.
Her heart bursting with love and joy,
For the incredible little girl or the little boy.
In every win and every loss,
The mother never lets the child bear the cross.
She lifts them up and carries them through,
With love, strength, and her heart close to.
Mother's pride is precious and real,
An unbreakable bond that time couldn't steal.
It's a love that can shape a lifetime,
Guiding, encouraging, forever entwine.
Happiness in the heart swells
For a former ne’er do well
To tell you this tale
Is one of many fails
The path to success is hard
And has left me scarred
The hardest days
I felt the malaise
But into the darkness I peer
For I overcame my fear
My anxiety was defeated
And uncertainty retreated
I can finally stand tall
Knowing I had to fall
To be the best version of me
It’s here for you to see
How happiness in the heart swells
For a former ne’er do well
Cardboard boxes, full of surprises;
celebratory treasures rest,
beneath the evergreen branches;
bold stacks of color.
Bellies smiling, hiding
delectable, culinary delights.
My heart swells with joy,
while our palates dance a waltz.
Emotion rides on clouds of serotonin.
Christmas builds
another miraculous memory
and the old year, ends with elation.
My taste buds are sent sailing on a warm sea,
of cocoa and cinnamon spice.
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