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Words Of Love To My Priceless Princess ....

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Wish I could sing to you in words,
The music that I feel in my heart,
Every heart beat is special,
Every beat is a reflection of my love.

There are days when you often question,
How much do I love you?
There are days when you often ask,
How much do I miss you?

Wish I could measure it all,
Wish I could put a number to my thoughts.
There is no science to explain the madness of love,
There is no maths to measure the depth of one’s love.

My smile is the answer to all your questions,
Wish you could read through my smiles,
It’s an endless journey of love,
Never to be measured in miles.

You didn't shy away from holding my hands,
When the whole world stayed away enjoying my fall.
Never bothering about the pain it was,
Never doubting if the sacrifice would be worth it all.

Someday I’m sure you will read,
Those unspoken words in my eyes,
Words which express my feelings for you,
“You are priceless, so is my love.”

The moment of joy and everlasting happiness,
Is all that I wish for you,
Until such a day arrives,
All that I wish for is to stay true.

VJ Says ~ Cheers and Peace

Comments

  1. Very nice! its true,the journey of love is endless, it can not be measured in any unit. It is only to be enjoyed with your soul-mate in birth after birth....
    -POET DESH

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    1. Cheers and thanks... Glad you liked it. True words from you :)

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  2. priceless emotions expressed through this poem:)

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    1. Hey Elvira... Thanks buddy... Glad you liked it :)

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  3. Very expressive in emotions and that love :) Really liked that, especially the part where u speak of her questions, and understanding of answers through a smile. That is so expressive of love... even a tear at times can do that. Loved it.

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    1. Hey Leo... Glad to know you liked it... Yeah true Love has a profound effect on all of us. :)

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    1. Thank you Farida Ji... Glad to know you liked it :)

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  5. that was such a cute and romantic read <3 -hope your love reads it soon :D :D

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    1. Thanks vinishashah... Glad you liked it... A little secret... she has read it :)

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  6. Beautiful way of expressing your love.......

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  7. Beautiful poem on love. Really liked it..

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  8. I do not even know how I ended up here, but I thought this post was great. I do not know who you are but definitely you are going to a famous blogger if you are not already ;) Cheers!

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    1. Thank you for your kind words... Famous ~ Not sure.... But I definitely enjoy writing.... Hope you visit again to read some more of my works.... Cheers!

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  9. It is an awesome poem, made me emotional !
    Your girl is really lucky :-)

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  10. Beautiful journey of intense love vijay :)

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