Evening adorned with the flowery fragrance,
Rhythmed my profound sense,
Ached the little heart with ingemination,
Flooded the sense-spot with reminiscence.
Moon in its waned phase, night soft,tender,
I saw with you the silhouette of life.
Far-off from the rhubarb of crowd madding,
Peacefully passion glowed into renitent self.
The question arose creeping then in resplendency_
The tender mind relinquished, or...
Answered your whispers with full vigour and riancy,
"I have you, my love,restored".
Prostrate lies the life's longing_pain agitates.
At that moment you prevailed,
Everywhere on the contours of widespread existence,
The incomplete Requiem? Oh no! It's Serenade.
Life is a Threnody or it's an Ode to Solitude?
Your tenderness omnipresent ... prodigal,
I feel for you deep in stirring concentration,
Remembrance in my poise,yours my pal.
Poised - composed, ; rhubarb--shouting
ingemination -repetition ;profound- deep exactitude-precision ;riancy - brightly smiling ;renitent--reluctant
Reminiscence--past memories
Silhouette--dark shadow ;prostrate--laid
resplendency- gorgeousness,
relinquished--given up;Threnody--lament
Requiem--prayer for the dead
Serenade--lovesong ;prodigal--extravagant
Poise--grace, serenity
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