Monday, 16 January 2017

Aish: A Story Retold!


Tall “large: and a spectacled girl,
With the sparking eyes and smile like a pearl;
With a farm face and a madness swirl,
In a meaningful chat, her nature unwhirls.
Smart and funny, that’s a bottomline
But there’s so much more behind a benign smile;
You’d start talking and as your interests’ twine,
You’d find her sparking in a vibrant sunshine.
A Girl next door, she’s a walking charm,
And try pissing her off, BAM! Smokin’ firearm;
She just loves her puns
Like the innocent nuns
Be that of talking toads or chicken runs
With her miserable friends, that’s her Idea of fun
She’d love anything that’s covered in wraps,
Even if it’s a paper sheer and a made up rap
In each gift she has her memory snap
If from a friend, she’d find a fortune in  a crap
Just try filling her world in glittering parts
I just forgot to mention, she loves Nicholas Sparks!
She just loves to read, in a bus or a park;
Every bit she reads, always make on her a mark
There’s just so much on the things she’d do or say
Everything she does is special in its way
Sunny or rainy, however the day,
That warm person, she’d always stay
Speaking of rains, there’s always a shower,
As if she’s a person thrown from the highest tower
Into the fields of excruciating scour
As the drop of blood on a thorny flower
Behind the warmth and revere there are scores of fear
The sadness and sorrows would fall and sear
Heart and soul in blood and tear
At times she’s stars, At times she’s moon
At times a warm April, or a Raining June
She sheds her tears as if they’re monsoon
In the ailing voice and a sadness croon
Heartbroken and deceived, the list is long,
Nevertheless, I know she’d stay forever strong.
She just loves her movies, especially rom coms
Action too, when there are cars and bombs
A classic romantic should be having her qualms
But she’s a twirling wind from a fierce storm
Ironic it is, the way she thinks,
The way the toughest of opponents will sync
She could be dying or murdering her feelings
She does that in the blink of a wink
Food is her love, and Brand is her fashion
An attitude of joy and that of passion
Her words are lyrics, her thoughts are songs
And somehow they melt away with chicken and prawns
She’s always someone accepting faith in conversations,
She’s someone beyond silly promises and persuasions.
Her love for her people couldn’t be measured in words
Her love is in wholes, not halves or thirds.
Of course there are times when fate takes a turn
The heart is in pain and the blood is spurn
Her fights end in forgiveness, not scars or burns
She will encourage you If you were down
She’d make you smile, even when you frown
She will make you laugh, when you’d want to cry
She’d make you happy when you wouldn’t even try!
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies
And all that’s best of dark n light
Meet in her aspect and her eyes
Thus mellowed to that, the tender lights
Which heaven to gratify, the day denies
There’s so much out there, that beyond the reason of mind or doubt
But there’s nothing stopping her from making the pout,
You’d read only words in the Instagram & Snapchat’s “about”
Boy there’s so much about her to figure all out
The silly girl keeps thinking there’s still a prince charming
With a blazing white horse and an armour shining
Girl believe me this may be just some pointless whining
But Hey! Never lose hope because every cloud has a silver lining…
We have been there for each other in desperate times
Yes, we’ve been through the worst and dealt with each other’s strife
The tears that have run down your face
And yet, “love” is all you truly embrace
You’ve always helped me out
You’d be there always, I know that without a doubt
And this is your birthday, your special time!
And all I can give you is this frustrating long rhyme
I was just writing, to let you know

I Love you a LOT, and I hope it shows!