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Where is he..?

who is born to carry me along with him.., who readily un'stands my feelings., who wets my lips when i'm thirsty., who warms me up(with hugs) when i feel cold., who combs my hair with his hands., who tickles me to see my head move down., who is nearest to me when thunders blast., who lowers his shoulders for me to rest upon., who admires me for what i'm when i'm with him., who dares not to utter a minute ,dirty truth., who is there with me-- fresh morns(tiresome..oh!) warm afternoons,mild,romantic eves,sh..nights., who corrects me wihout a painful red scar., who scolds me with a(tching)scented,thorny scar., who weighs me with his own hands., who nurses me when i'm sick(even sickness at heart)., who saves drops of tears from my eyes., who shall love me forever., who shall n'er feel bored to hang with me.. .................................................to b contd...

Check this out for my Tamil quotes..

http://tamizhlink.blogspot.com/2007/01/tamizhil-sindhanai.html

Short statements..pricking pain!

"Some people love us For sharing their tears., But forget that we too love the same" "To lend me your ears When I shed tears Is all what I ask for.." "Am 'his sunshine'.. But my day remains cloudy.." Tides In My Rides Why did the waves get angry only when I wanted to have a joyous water ride..?

You're Mine!

Felt like been together for years Couldn't stop feeling shy, Couldn't stop waiting for his touch, Couldn't stop lending my ears, Couldn't stop unlocking my smile, Couldn't stop the unspoken conversations, Jus' can't stop thinking that "You're Mine!" -----------------------

"JUS' A SEASONAL CHANGE"

Losing her tender stems(stems of support) With dew drops on her, She made her way to The new garden of varied flowers! Least were her expectations And hence least were her disappointments. Different were her companions.. She once saw roses and tulips, But now it was the Daffodils' turn.. JUS' A SEASONAL CHANGE! She dried her dew drops In the shelter of her beloved Sun(s).. She relished the new season With sweat and honey.. New flowers maketh new gardens.. But still can she feel The fragrance of her native garden! Miss You All!