A burning candel

A burning candel

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It's a joy listening your thoughts,

So tender, but diamond like precious,

Looks like penetrating to body, mind and thoughts,

Who knows, will remain, for how long with us,

A bomb to blast not to destroy but in darkness, lights of salvation,

All blessings for your rays of minute observation,

Keeping me going on to you, till I reach to your best of satisfaction,

Hope, time shared together would be a value addition,

That's the wishes and my affection........

Joy joy joy,

Beside, respect and love,

Clasical time, thoughtful expressions,  

No words but sounds precious,

Memories are God given freedom and limitations,

What you store that is of immense treasure and a library for future priceless reference and consultation,

Filled the time and memory cell with good feelings burning self till the end,

You are that glow, treasuring with you felling and bond,

Hope one day, in my end, will born again on my tomb.

Miss you darling candel, than alone, now farewell, no bond.

DWIT DAVID PHILIP

klddavid@rediffmail.com

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