My Literary Indulgences...

Preordained to meet, and work together; yet they did not speak, nor break the ice. Though what happened next, is lore-worthy. Patience! And soon you’ll find here nether. Paper planes, funny things those, flying away. They did too! Apart, after the corporate milieu. But like a plane which swings around in a gust of wind, So did their camaraderie, with providence’s way. Dear xxxxxx, Hey! I just heard the news! So you’ll be coming back here after all! If ever there was an example of someone fighting back! Our loss will be their gain. Congratulations! Looking forward to seeing you!   Dear yyyyyy, Thank you! Yeah, funny how life turns out! It’ll be fun to be back with my friends, although now we’ll be working apart. And I’ll be a little lonely in the new environment. But hey, we’ll all be there. Sweet nothings, my friends! Do you see? Seemingly inconsequential words to one. But oh the foundations they laid! Firm, deep, requisite for a lot of things to be. ...

What measure does man have of love? Be they sighs, sonnets, tears or lore? I know no standard for an unending passion! Come! Behold a love that is forevermore. They say nothing is as fertile as a man’s mind Where imaginativeness breeds sheer marvels. And so I thought until I laid eyes on that dame. For she made all my creations, a rant, drivel. Whatever I wrote or said of beauty, not just I But all the bards, artistes and lovers combined, Pales, understates, outright loses its sheen, For the lass that lives in my heart and mind. What of spring flowers, or summer morns? Or autumn leaves, or the wintery snow? They are but flickering flames to my sun! To my great love, my lady, let this be known. And what of angels, and heaven’s manna? Or the sights and sounds and aromas divine? I challenge thee, to find a phenomenon! More rewarding, redeeming, liberating than mine. Sin not, to think this beauty is skin deep! For I most earnestly, and solemnly avow! ...