My Love Letter to You

 What did I miss? The

timing where I thought I could have found you before 

And indeed the time was right, I wouldn't be ready for you then 

Now and every time I am ready to go through this together hand in hand 

Time wanted to be accidental, and so the touch of your hand just got to me like a warm cup of tea.

Faith did the magic, like a bloom of peonies and sunflowers, and soulful conversations!!

The Rainy Kiss

 

In the dawn, under the cloudy skies 

Over your shoulder, I lay down in 

Looking through your eyes,

I gazed into your lips, 

In the chilling cold, you hold me tight 

A warmth rushes through my heart 

A feeling of calmness 

A feeling of desire 

I yearn for you 

I burn for you 

I learned from you, you held me over 

Looked into you, and my lips felt on you like a warm blanket.

In the rainy clouds, I drizzled in your warmth

Let me hold you, and your heart 

Find me in love 💓

A journal - Episode :1

 The Night Screams

Is it just me,

The screams in my head, the voices 

Do they stop,

Is it just me?

The nightmares and random outbursts of tears 

Tears filled, heart palpated.

Panic, heart raced,

Scary uncertainty.

Is it just me?

Sleepless nights,

Dreadful dreams,

Hurtful words and a cowardly world

Is it just me?

You are not you, that outburst of anger.

Those meltdowns and that resentment that carried 

How would I leave you among the darkness?

Let me carry you through my arms of desire, through the mountains of love. Through the fumble, tremble with a shot of honey as sweet as your kindness.

Like I found you,

I hope the peace fills my soul like a sunkissed sunflower. 

That Night Muse

 On a rainy night, 

On a moonlit night, I peeked into my windows.

Splashing waters and random giggles

Pouring rain and Passing umbrellas

And in the light of slight thunder flash, 

I saw shining eyes gleaming with a smile

looking over the passing children in awe.

A look into those candles in the cafe 

He shined bright like the moon.

He mused at the random flowers,

glancing through pages of his book, making poetry in my heart 

with his gentle smile and random muses

WHAT A MAN, WHAT A MAN

The Seasons

 I left the place in silence;

 as the maple leaves silently left their home in time. 

In momentous desire,

let's get lost in a tangerine mood.

I never looked back and kept moving like the breeze of spring and summer,

Birds chirped, dandelions aloft the green meadows, and my hopes desire,

Dopamine days, rainbow clouds, and myself. 

Will you be my umbrella during my rainy season,

 and that cup of tea that keeps me warm?

I find you in my seasons, 

and I hope you see me in my thunderstorms;

In the Seasons of me, enchanted in your divinity.

If growing up together was your type of love ,Don't miss these two gems

 Before I begin running down my thoughts, I hope too that you find a love that makes your heart smile and eyes shine. Nevertheless! a hopeless romantic.

How is it to find a love that lasts, that passes the test of time? Looking like complicated, isn't it but it's not. If you don't want to be a soulless being, be it! If you don't run down the same passion you have for life into your person, how do they provide your heart with what it wants? The standards of life and the value you carry eventually get reflected in your relationships, so the key is to be authentic to yourself and your person.
So romantic relationships aren't just romanticizing someone, the ideas of someone, or your ideas of love. Sometimes, it is just a sense of calmness, as it is simple. Likewise, they also hold on to each other like everything is falling apart.
Ok! Poetry apart, the only romantic movie I love as a realist am is The Notebook -this is the standard.
You can't get great relationships from poor standards, so you're probably looking at the other side and not making amends. If you got lost in the chase, start pursuing. Find what looks out for you, and seek love when you are ready for it heartfully, finding your healing.
Oh! Love letters, that teenage love that never faded -you keep my standard sky high. How is it to find a love that is never lost, that keeps coming back to you no matter how far it has gone?
The little things, respect is fundamental to companionship, nurture in the intimacy of us, you make it work to live it wanted to work out by pursuing both of you, like its a never ending poetry.

We all have fantasized about college romance, so blame it on varanam ayiram and endless movies that come into your minds. How is it to find that love that makes you both go crazy and so warm in love answer is them. He was crazy for her; he fell in love, she fell in love and was crazy for him, endless love till the death apart. The relationship as such was never unrealistic. This man never stopped worshipping her when he had her. The thing is to keep pursuing what you want forever; you have made forever a reality and not a myth anymore.
What makes these two movies alike is they keep believing that love and the driving force of it and not an unreal element.
Allie & Noah
Mailini & Krishnan
You are made for each other because your efforts kept it.
Thanks for being madly in love with each other, and that set it far apart.

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MONDAY BLUES,ARENT MY BLUE

 How does that truth is never the sweet and lies ease to be the sweet we wish it to be? Rather than being delusional about a world built out of lies, and it might sound good for the day as time goes, it erodes now that left is the truth.

Hope! You aren't hanging on to false hopes;  it is okay to be pessimistic. It's humanly not possible to be positive all time.

You aren't any monk or the guy in the motivational video''.

The jokes are on you if you keep sticking to positivity as the only outcome you think might happen, well! The universe doesn't work that way.  

You lose 

You fail 

You might get up 

You get bruised

But the journey still has to go on 

It isn't a victory. All of us can try and do our best. 

So keep trying and keep failing.

Success is one of many destinations;  you ought to go to.

Winning isn't always the best chapter; the journey is the lesson you are seeking or meant to be with.

Hope! All of us find that journey and make it the finest.

Mornings are only the best once you make every moment of them count for what you seek.

But that doesn't make you feel you can't give your best shot at something chance to try.

Live a life of trying and not keeping regret that you never tried something.

From me ,to you ❤❤

I wasn't even looking for you when I found you. Did the universe conspire to meet you?

All wasn't magical when until I met you tripped too many times when I hadn't met you.

 It wasn't all fun and love,

It wasn't all peaceful and warm,

Maybe it ached and ached until it finally left,

I was heartfelt and Safe.

The sea never felt this calm, until the storm left and then ''I FOUND YOU".

All things are never fair, getting played or fooled around, then there's healing like it never felt home before, and now it's "YOU'''.

Every second I ached in pain; I saw you longing for me with your hands.

The pain never ceased me cause those ''hugs'' were the safest.

Every time I cried ''you planted a warm kiss on my forehead.

That silliness, I wished and desired and manifested.

Thriving the storm,

In Clover's pain,

knowing a safe home of a beautiful smile and tender human received me who is kind and compassionate to love me.

I   wish to be yours in all seven lives until our breaths drift apart.

 

 

 

 

 

 

  

Oh ,its been a long time

 Under the night sky, with over a hundred stars and constellations, over a comfy blanket, 

I wish to wound you in rhyming, and grace in my soul.

Running through meadows, lingering over your fingers 

Crushing the berries in your lips, running my cheeks over your forehead,

To our endless conversations. I etch you in my soul 

To find you in another time, in another soul.

Hi ,my safe place

 Heavy heart, sunken eyes, and soft couch

cry in the corner, falling recklessly. 

Torn skin, broken mirrors, and I am lying and dreaming about you.

In hope, In peace, I seek my strength 

I seek resilience.

The radiance of wiseness,

The inquisitive love,

To the comfort in your hug, and space of breath in you 

I surrender to you, to my home and happy place.

To lilies and roses, all beautiful things, I'll still be looking upon you.

  

Oh dear

 As I lie down on my cushy

couch, I look at you -

Isn't the most beautiful muse, I've ever had.

That morning coffee you bring me, with your cheesy smile,

Oh, and that morning pink nose, ready to rub my cheeks.

The best part about all this is you, "my morning light "

Oh, my day, and my night-

I wish to spend with you, laughing through old memories and coffee dates.

To my morning sunshine, evening light, and moonlit night, I wish to never let you go. 

Happy Children's Day

A letter to my Inner child 

I apologize if I failed to express my affection for you.

I am aware that you merited it more than anyone in my life has ever done, and that it is likely

I hope you never lose the joy and excitement that little things bring you and that you'll never stop making me smile.

I miss you, both the new and old, and your sensitivity and purity.

Since I am speaking to you, I know it is wrong for me to be overly critical of you at times. I hope you will forgive me. I want to congratulate you more on those little victories.

I am learning to care for you and help you.

The entire planet is due to you and hoping it finds a gentler heart to adore you.

With love and only love,

AA

Hey Sunflower 🌻

You make me complete, the way to my heart is just from you.

You shine so brightly and serene, to the most beautiful flower I ever wanna have,

I dream of you, and I see you all the way just the way you are.

Didn't you miss me

 In the meantime, I drove through shores,

And it wasn't the time may be,

Or did I miss you by chance,

I miss those quiet talks of us, looking into your eyes like it makes sense to me like never before seen or felt like,

May I not miss you in dusky sunsets,

May I not miss you in that dunk rainstorm,

In the meantime, I yearn to m
miss you like never before.

Hey Firefly

 In the nights,

In the skies.

I saw glazing sparkles, wounding a tiny firefly.

Jumping In joy,

Whopping in thrill

I crusade in a mirage of hope.

Cozy

A warm blanket,

chill breeze and coffee latte '

Hissed "Warm Sundays and Monday blue's " are a havoc 

A comfy head,

fluffy teddy bear and puffy eyes ''hummed hey sleepyhead"

Kiss the pillows and snuggle in.

Peaches and Peonies

 In the meadows,

and lavenders fields 

The bees buzzed,

Peachy peaches and 

Poetic peonies echoed a soulful ballad. 

A serene, 

dusky evening kissed the sunken skies of the autumn sky 

Leaves brittle and skies soared

"Dear summer may you bless us again".

Serene

In the Ups and Downs 

Let me stay calm and serene 

An eternity of hope and realm ….

In the sunsets, I set aside the grief

and clouds of inkiness…...

Hear me, fairies ‘

Hear me, Rainbows

Let me climb and swirl all along;

In the waves,

In the ocean,

In the pebbles,

In the mosses,

and triumph the hopeful ballad.

A little Story

 

Once in a while, Mrs. Butterfly has laid down her hopeful eggs in the love of raising her young one's fate had another choice. 

As soon as she laid eggs, she met with an accident. "She got hit by a garden saw and killed on the spot. "

Little did her beloved husband know she was no more and would have to raise the children on his own.

Life looked sad and disappointing.

Well! Mr. Crab was an uncanny friend to Mr. Butterfly even though they met occasionally, so he met up on the island where all these love and meaningful chats came in, with a deceased wife and young ones to raise -continuing to chat his agony to Mr. Crab.

Mr. Crab was always wise and hopeful and always had good advice on hand. This time there were clear pieces of advice for his friend. 

"Your losses couldn't bring back, but you can't doubt your skills to raise your little ones."

Their struggles to live without a mother is an irreplaceable scenario but futile,

Your little ones need you all and complete 

So you raise yourself into a better father.

Let them struggle to be a butterfly - a part of their life cycle -no one can change it. So protect them as much as possible and let them learn how life is. ''It's ultimately their life again, and you should find your love and purpose too''.

"Don't let grief spoil you."

"'You're much stronger,"

"'I believe in you! "

Hearing the words of Mr. Crab, Mr. Butterfly decided he ought to be stronger than anything and never be hopeless in life. Tragedy happens, but life has to go on.

This dearest advice of Mr. Crab saved Mr. Butterfly from drowning in sorrow. Sometimes your best friend can be a bit of a crack, but they are there for you.

 

Special thanks to my sister for doing the illustration for the story.

Monsoon Dairies

 The heavy downpour, and hails,

lend me a soulful scene.

Orchids and cheery blooms are wet all along, it's dark and inky yet

my soul aches for the sun and the rainbows, and I am all waiting for a cheerful sunset along with a hopeful dream.