My Charming Bride Poem by Praveen Kumar in Celestial Glow

My Charming Bride

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She is
My charming bride;
Births of yore
Saw us together,
Now waiting for in this life.

Bare is her neck,
Waiting for my touch,
To tie mangalasutra;
I tie my queen,
Love's mangalasutra
Of jewels of my pure soul
With pendant of my heart
And take her to eager arms,
Never again to let her out
From my love's lovely world;
I touch her,
Reach her,
And absorb to soul;
She is the crown of my heart,
Soul of my soul,
My darling,
Who makes me, me,
Me, her own.

Kumkum on her forehead
Is my loveful kiss,
My body itself is her bridal sari,
That clings to her shapely body,
And I kiss her all over there,
‘Cause she is all mine,
Mine, mine, and mine only;
Do you agree,
My love, my light, my eternal bride?

My hunger for her,
Anklets of her;
My passions for her,
Her bangles;
My exquisite love,
Golden jewels on her -
My girl,
Looks divine bride
To drown me
In ocean of joy
And give me all of her.
By luring my desires
To her wet flower
And keeping them there
Forever and ever.

I take my bride
To my dream home,
Where she and I, we only two,
In tsunami of endless love,
Live divine life;
Nothing more I wish
Than my girl
To keep me in bliss;
I flood her with love,
And fill her body
In passion's tide.

Sad though in real life,
What can I do to her?
Nothing, nothing, nothing?
Though she's mine,
And I, her man,
Bound in cages, alas, we are;
Dream or real life,
She and I,
Together
From our soul, heart and body;
None can stop us from us;
But, alas,
My prime is over,
Best of me are gone with the wind;
I refuse to give only the second best
To my most precious girl.

I know, she,
Broke through horizons
To reach straight to my soul;
Shed tears like rain
For months in end
To clear the mud sticking me;
Her labours worked,
Her grief and woes bore fruit
Though belatedly
And now I know for sure,
She is pure like morn dew,
My bride for all lives,
Together or not.

I need her all,
I need her heart and soul
To keep me alive,
To make my life complete
In dream or real life;
Indeed in dream
I have her all;
I wonder what in real life,
If we ever happen to meet -
She let me take her into arms,
Kiss and fondle in all my love?

I know, she never says no to me,
She yields her all to my arms,
As she does in my sweet dreams,
And let me do whatever I want
On her sterling shapely body;
I never refrain on her body,
I work like demon
To make my girl happiest ever
And lift her high to love's zenith,
Where we two in bliss live forever.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Veeraiyah Subbulakshmi 02 August 2012

nice poem. but lot of sugar. I thought it was going to end, such a long poem on his love of life. PK. Any way full mark for you.

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