SOMETHING I LOOK AT-34
BY-SMRUTI RANJAN MOHANTY
I know not how much I love her.
Should i call her the bone of my bones,
the string of my heart,
the pupil of my eyes?
I have no words to offer,
similes and metaphors awfully inadequate
to express her true grandeur
In her my past and present,
in her my future and fulfillment,
in her is salvation to all my worries,
in her the panacea to all my ills,
in her the answer to all my vexed questions,
in her lap is my heaven,
in her smile my lost paradise,
in her eyes the whole of my life.
In her i see beauty personified,
With her scintillating beauty and unmatched elegance, she is always there to hug me with all her heart.
My love is she,
the soul of my soul,
where i truly live.
copyright@smruti ranjan 2017