I Love you just the way you are...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ounJsqomcv8

Beautiful song..... Sums up everything.

I Love You too...

I love you too ...

I could live in this state of pure bliss forever,

Coz I love you....

You said I was special...

It made no sense......

You said , I had a special place in your heart,

It made no sense...

You said, I love you...

It all made sense.

Suddenly, I was flying...

Pure feel of heaven...

Nothing mattered...

No pain, no aches...

All was forgotten,

What mattered was you and me.....

On a different plane...

Journeying together... forever perhaps.

But, who cares?

It's this moment,

And this moment is a blessing...

A moment of truth...

Let all else lie,

This is my true calling...

To be in the arms of the one,

Whom I sought all along.

We lost out on our youth,

We lost many years struggling,

We lost everything,

Yet we gained each other...

We realized the true meaning of love,

We realized we were made for each other,

If not here, up there somewhere,

But, we had to meet somehow,

Know no despair,

Coz, there is someone up there,

Who felt our pain,

There is a force out there,

Who wrote our fate...

Today, we met in the virtual world,

Tomorrow, we may meet again...

This is the moment,

Savor it, Love it...

For what tomorrow brings,

I know not...

It's this moment,

That means everything...

Live it, love it...

Coz, I love you too.

You are my beautiful mistake...

First time, when you walked away....

I was hurting and thought it was a big mistake....

Then, I realized it was a learning experience.

This time , when you are back in my life,

I know it is the biggest mistake,

But you know what, It is a mistake the second time,

To fall in love with the same man twice,

But you are my beautiful mistake...

One, that I want to commit over and over again.

A mistake, one has to feel to know..

A mistake one has to experience to feel...

That it's not a mistake....

It's a beautiful mistake...

And you are the mistake I want to commit always...

I missed you...

I had my moments of despair...

Yet, I never lost hope...

Coz you are a beautiful mistake

And, I want to commit this mistake over and over again.

When you left,

I promised myself,

never again, shall I make this mistake ,

Yet, I made this mistake again...

Coz, you are my beautiful mistake...

And I want to commit this mistake again and again.

Many came and went,

Many got left behind,

I felt no remorse for them,

Coz, they weren't mistakes...

They were men strong and successful,

Men committed to me,

Yet I found no solace in their company...

Coz, you are my beautiful mistake

And I wanted to commit this mistake once again.

Happy are those,

That dream dreams...
I am one of the few, who dare...

For I have no reason to despair,

These are my dreams

And I am for my dreams...

A vehicle of transformation...

A chance to make a mistake again...

A reason to despair again...

A thought that...

You are my beautiful mistake..

And, I am ready to commit this mistake again and again.

Shut them out...

There has to be a way to shut them out,

'Them', the people who nag you,

People, who drag you,

People who tug at your sleeves and say,

Notice me, don't leave me... Yet , they don't do anything to want you to stay.

What a tomfoolery is this act of theirs,

That troubles you when you are at peace?

What an act of display of false emotions,

When there is none to exhibit in real life?

These people are the slugs of life,

That slow you down with their whining.

These people are the rotten rats,

that eat away at your peace.

They nibble on what remains of your esteem,

They fumble and stumble,

And bring you down with them.

There is no commitment in their actions,

There's no sense,

Yet they seem to have,

A complete control over your life.

What utter nonsense?

What a senseless sense of being,

Making you feel unworthy of yourself,

With no self esteem.

Shut them out,

These buggers of Earth,

Shut them out,

These beastly creatures of yearn,

Shut them out,

For they bring no peace,

Shut them out,

For they have no spine,

Shut them out,

Shut them out.

Close the doors of your inner self to them,

Let them not peep within,

For they know,

Where to escape from,

And where to reach your within.

Shut them out, for they know not how to keep you smiling within.

This time round....

Leaving all care to wind,I plunge myself once again into the open arms of love...

Rendering my senses senseless , I delve deeper into the poetry of love,

Pondering left for procuring earthly pleasures, I rejoice in finding the lost one again.

This time round, I have no clue how long it will last,

Last it will, a lifetime,

As, this time round it begins on a sound base of friendship...

A friendship that will be the very epitome of eternal love,

Something everyone craves for but fail to achieve.

We have moved from being mere humans in love,

To soul mates dancing to the revelry of life...

A sense of being within each others heart and soul...

A feeling least understood by the world in general.

This time round, there are no expectations...

This time round , there are no explanations...

This time round, there are no questions...

This time round, there are only answers...

For we have evolved as enlightened beings from being mere human.

This time round, there are no promises to keep...

This time round, there are no hearts to break...

This time round, two battered and worn hearts have met...

This time round, they are here to stay...

For they shall not break the unsaid promise they made to themselves...

Come hitherto world, with all your pain and aches...

We shall not be withered again... for we emerge stronger from the pain.

This time round, we walk hand in hand,

For we understand...

This time round, this is our last chance at happiness

It is the right time to harness,

All the power within to seek that blessedness,

That circled us and skirted us and missed us by a hair length...

This time round, there is no looking back,

For we walk side by side as buddies ...

Watching each others back and making space for all things big and small.

This time round, it begins with friendship and a lasting one it shall be.

Am not sure...

Am not sure about whatever that's happening these days... am confused.

What's happening? Am behaving like an infatuated teenager once again. No one's gonna like it. At this point in time when my kids should be going through these emotional phases, I am gushing all over and going gaga over lost and found property (oops!).

All those sleepless nights mooning over someone's spoken words have started again.

All those mornings waiting to hear from that someone has started again.

All those sweet nothings being exchanged has started again.

No, this is too good to be true. Somebody pinch me. Wake me up. This is impossible.

Emotions once buried deep are surfacing again and the glow shows on my being.

No, I can't fall in love once again.... not with the same man , twice over.

Someone stop me, before I trip and fall again.

This time round,

am too feeble to recover from a broken heart...

am scared ...

am not alone...

Am not sure.... enlighten me, counsel me but show me the path...

Should I take the tried and tested route to happiness and solitary bliss?

Or should I take this gamble and put all my cards in?

Am not sure....

I have to decide.... but am clueless.. my mind is a jumbled up concoction of a cocktail of emotions... What do I do? Shake it and let it settle down or just pass it up as another tale to tell to my Grandchildren later and shake my head, sigh and say... I wish I had....

If you are reading this, know this for sure.... love you I still,

But am not sure...

A poem by Maya Angelou... I am truly a woman

Phenomenal Woman by Maya Angelou

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

A poem by Pablo Neruda.... love it

If You Forget Me by Pablo Neruda

I want you to know
one thing.

You know how this is:
if I look
at the crystal moon, at the red branch
of the slow autumn at my window,
if I touch
near the fire
the impalpable ash
or the wrinkled body of the log,
everything carries me to you,
as if everything that exists,
aromas, light, metals,
were little boats
that sail
toward those isles of yours that wait for me.

Well, now,
if little by little you stop loving me
I shall stop loving you little by little.

If suddenly
you forget me
do not look for me,
for I shall already have forgotten you.

If you think it long and mad,
the wind of banners
that passes through my life,
and you decide
to leave me at the shore
of the heart where I have roots,
remember
that on that day,
at that hour,
I shall lift my arms
and my roots will set off
to seek another land.

But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine