The promise

our home

Air was blowing coldly,
And plants you had planted,
In last year rainy days,
Were blossom all parts,
Outside the house,
Which is your dream,
And mine too.

Either side was sunflowers,
And marigold plants,
Flowering in its beauty,
To beautify not only the way,
But also our dreams,
Though I am very thankful,
I am grateful of this spring,
It has given some moment to laugh,
With another living being,

White Chameli and Jasmine,
Flowers of which always reminds me,
Your sweetness and peaceful nature,
Everyone praise you for,
And their attractive sent reminds me,
A sent comes out of you of,
A person must be paradox of love,
Either about parents or friends,
I believe you are in both a beautiful lover,

You know dear I see the peacock,
You had bought next year of first date,
Arguing me she is your favourite bird,
You love to dance like her,
And you love to be as beauty as his feather,
You had said it flying your hands in air,
And for a moment I had seen ,
that peacock inside you waiting for rain,
She is increasing alively and her beauty,
It is increasing day and night,
It is showing the llve you had rained over her,

But I hadn't seen the little dear,
He saw me and came running,
How faithful he is dear!,
Stoping his little legs before me,
Kept down his head as if,
He was saying to love him also,
And I loved him sliding my hands,
Over and over again above his soft back,
I grateful of your love towards him also,

But you know after loving all this,
When my legs moves towards the wood house,
Standing stretching its chest,
And showing our hard work,
Our pledge to live along forever,
And our courage which we had shown,
Leaving the world that was against us,
A nonsense and illiterate world I say,
And see how much happy we are now,

Suddenly I saw you and lost again,
You were looking as before,
So young and sweet as dreams,
As we had met earlier first time,
You are looking as beautiful as a lake,
Gorgeous was your colour ,
In the red light of sun,
Your open black hair was spreading a smell,
As you were just coming of bath,
But truely my mind started thinking,
To make you bad and spoilt all freshness,
To take you in arms and love forever,
Never let you go for any seconds,
And knowing my mood you show me a board,
Just above the door  'WELCOME ANKIT''