An ode to my love

Since time immemorial, lyric poem has fascinates man. And in this very 21st century, a young sailor makes his attempt at scribbling down lines of love. Sailing across the various aspects of life and experiences, he thinks he should, and must.

Think about the billions of poems written by millions of people, only one had been contributed by this young man, the one that’s an ode to oranges. See it here.

Knowing his limited contribution in the field, he tries his best to come up with something, something that is passionate, loving, sentimental – to put in one word – romantic.

Armed himself with a portrait of Shakespeare on the table, a notebook and a pen with strawberry flavored ink – (Ohh that smells so good). Starts playing Keith Urban’s ‘Making memories of us’ softly and enqueuing “Tonight I wanna cry” on the next.

The fine-drawn weather and the gentle breeze are all on for it. So he sits down on the red chair with the black edges and makes his first attempt.

#First attempt

I miss you
Like a child misses her blanket
I need you
Like a flower needs sunshine
I love you
Like you love me

Too short, can’t make it longer. Besides, the lines are pretty bit childish. Lemme try again, putting more effort in coming up with some poetic words and metaphors. Here goes…

#Second attempt

Your voice
Like delicate music of an angelic choir
Your eyes
Like liquid moon
Your hands
Like lotus blossoms
You hairs
Like golden threads of royal robe
Your smile
Like the morning dew
You’re everything
To me my love

No rhymes? Hmm.. I’ve heard that most of the famous poems are coming with rhymes and flows. Here’s the attempt in rhyming words.

#Third attempt

My love,

You’re a shooting star
Only that you’re not far
I wish I could
Only that you would
Let me fly with you
And start our life anew

Together we’ll fly so high
Bid all our friends goodbye
Striking across all universe
Counting every star we parse
Oh! How I wish to fly
With you in my arms

Still, I failed in rhyming the last two lines. They’re like a ‘party-pooper’, stubborn and don’t walk in the line of their friends. Will it be better if it goes like this?

Oh! How I wish to fly with you
In my arms holding you

I don’t know either. Writing a lyric poem isn’t that easy and I don’t think I can do it. At least they say, try try again… Now, let’s make a final attempt in the composition of ‘an ode to my love’.

#Final attempt

For each moment of tears, I think of you,
The moments we had, the love we share;
Never had I been so inquisitive that you are the one,
Crimson regret here I cry, it never left me.

I am flying, the day I met you,
I was in heaven, down on earth;
Your heart skips a beat when we hug,
Mine skip too, that you didn’t know.

You’re my continuing source of inspiration,
My sail in this life’s ocean;
You’re my strong tower,
My shelter in thunder and storm;

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Brat!! I failed, totally. I don’t know any lines to go more… It’s not my mug of beer. :-)

Well, at least, I tried.