Tuesday, March 3, 2009

Beauty Redefined

The sweet smell of her hands,
Soft, gentle, kind and tender,
Perfect smile, eyes of depth,
I drown in it,
Too shallow yet seems the depth!

Her voice in mind,
Resonates and echoes in my heart,
Could I hear the very words again?
Could I smile to see the very smile again?

Tempest in the sun,
Burning flames in the moon,
Earth too cold,
The air subtle and silent…poignant too,
For I await her presence to come,
To calm me down,
In hysteria I am restless; waiting and waiting,
To hold those hands that takes me to eternal serenity of temperate emotions…

Thence the sun burns in flames,
The moon is cold,
The earth in tempest sings with the air,
Would you hold my hands as well?

29 comments:

Anonymous said...

beauty redefined"hmmmmm. seems to br rather more personal?

Anonymous said...

beauty redefined"hmmmmm. seems to be rather more personal?

Anonymous said...

who is this? :)

Anonymous said...

aaaaaaaa you hvbe to ask him who this "personal" is . i dont have the slightest idea regarding this matter damsel.

Pratik Rimal said...

yeah...beauty redefined...yeah anonymous...it's quite personal...is this a happy poem? :-D

Pratik Rimal said...

It's a secret damsel...is this a happy poem? :-p Do you like it damsel? Do you like it anonymous?

Pratik Rimal said...

hehahahahahaha...two people are quite curious on this 'beauty redefined'...it serves the motive... :-p haha...

Anonymous said...

This mortal being is not curious but is rather more skeptic BUT damsel wont leave you now, she will dig you up

Pratik Rimal said...

:-O why? skeptic? uh-oh...i hope she won't...will you damsel? :-p

Anonymous said...

anonymus thinks that you dont need to be skeptic at my skepticism by saying"uh-oh..." and in addition asking a retorical question"why".

Pratik Rimal said...

haha...whatever...I'm curious anonymous... uh-oh... :-p

Anonymous said...

ok than granted, be curious/////////

Pratik Rimal said...

uh-oh....someone's angry...

Anonymous said...

again uh -oh.... some one is always unpredictible you cant say how he/she is??//

Pratik Rimal said...

yeah... uh-oh...I'm unpredictable like the wind... :-p I'm he for your kind information :-p

Anonymous said...

oops// how is that again!! sorry ..i have never met u thats why u r unpredictable.

Anonymous said...

who are u anonymous?

Anonymous said...

i m anonymus damsel.but why this question

Anonymous said...

your poems . my goodness!!!!!!! sometimes i am unable to help myself . in the first paragraph ur a complete mathemathician , scientist defining depths of eyes???? and u drown in it. be careful you must wear a lifejacket before u dive in the depth.
second a psycologist hearing her voices in the mind
and in the other paragraphs u have become a weather forecaster.
but dont worry these all personalities combine to give a different meaning to ur poems ,like the last line.
hmmmmmmmmmmm

Pratik Rimal said...

Damsel, :-)

Pratik Rimal said...

thank you. haha. Next time, I'll wear one...hmm...I'll say uh-oh as well...

Anonymous said...

ok ok ok .i just wonder . have you taken the responsibility of getting in my nerves?? why do you neeed to say uh oh everytime . huh?

Anonymous said...

ok ok ok .i just wonder . have you taken the responsibility of getting in my nerves?? why do you neeed to say uh oh everytime . huh?

Anonymous said...

ok ok ok .i just wonder . have you taken the responsibility of getting in my nerves?? why do you neeed to say uh oh everytime . huh?

Pratik Rimal said...

uh-oh...haha...nah. nothing anonymous...

Anonymous said...

no comments from today then.go on saying that as much as you want.

Pratik Rimal said...

sorry... :-( Won't say again...promise...

Anonymous said...

ok.i accept it. your promise keeps my comment in flow.

Pratik Rimal said...

Thank you :-)