Sunday, August 15, 2010

"Quintessence of a soul mate"

....an aura that feels so obscure yet united
a sense of touch which can make a soul move
a benign smile with refurbishing dimples
i seek a man of desire n aim
not of money but content yet fame...

a pioneer being with venturous spirit
who can make my life a marvel treat
an honest soul which can transit my heart
i seek a man with honey coloured eyes deeper than ocean
yet there is no mystery to be unfold en....

embracing me into his firm arms shaping a refuge
safer than a infant in womb
a man who loves babies n nurtures them well
i seek a man who will be ebullient, being father of girl-child
not a insane finicky guy who wishes a male heir.....
one who never trusts me blindly coz i can make mistakes
but trust my intentions coz dey'l nevr b wrong
a man who is wild n tender but rightly dealt on time
i seek a man of honour who values himself n trusts his theme
who tends to impart everything without ne desire......

concrete envelope but a cushy underneath
my man of dreams is earth for me
with hard crust outside and a childish core beneath
i seek a man not fond of furtive rendezvous or clandestine tryst
one who wont ask me to elope but ask my hand to dwell life-long.......

a man who regales me like a baby
scolds, grouches,forgives n love
has ample time to be with me yet affords clock to miss me
i seek a man who can apprise my rage
yet never keep me in a golden cage........

my perfect man loves his mom more than heaven
but abides by me if i m right
endorsing me Rather than hide
i seek a man embellished with wisdom n knowledge
who imparts me every bit of it with bold courage.........

a tranquil one, hating sadism and surprisingly stoical
my felicity lies with his virile essence
i m not a recluse in his benign presence
i seek a man rational n pragmatic who pampers me
and respects my work coz that wont make him low in ne sense........

patiently hears me, doesn give me any solution
just a hand in support of my decision
a man who is not my wheel-chair but the apple on that tree that i stare
i seek a man who holds my hand in crowd
and let me free in alfresco unbound......

a man who knows right but significantly adopts it too
a no-dowry man having vision for change
one who waits for my arrival on wedding lyk a kid waiting for his first b'day present
i seek a man who is nowhere i know
but still my heart ponders like it smells a rose of hope.......




well it reminds me lines from my favourite song..."samander ne mujhe pyasa hi rakha....mai jab sehra me tha..pyaasa nahi thatere baare me jab socha nahi tha...mai tanha tha magar..itna nahi tha"