Monday, December 8, 2014

To my fair love.

Dear Inspiration,

                       Nothing aches my heart as much as the weakness I have in gathering words to meet my psychic need. Nothing sores as much as my incompetence to convey you. It pains my heart and numbs my brain as I lay stuck with a blank page in front of me, my hand not confident enough to hold this pen of greater importance. But I shall choose to write though insignificant it may seem. I shall write even though my mind is barred by poor words of strangled thoughts. I shall write for you my dear.


Least I know of how you feel about me and the way I make you feel, the inconveniences are highly regretted if ever I cause one. Sometimes it’s hard for me to write for you lest I know not to which dimension your soul is confined. I find you always lacking emotions wherefore I beseech you to read the poem; my love is like to ice by Edmund Spencer. Love can be this much powerful; it can kill the misery of all kinds. I feel love is losing its supreme power in the trap of your own self-importance. I am pained by the way people look at love, their love of mediocre nature. Please bear my writing for I know not what to write and what not to write. But one thing I can be sure of; my attachments are growing day by day like a waxing moon since I met you and now I reached to the point of no return. Once again I have stumbled in the trap of loves baited hook, yet nothing is as soothing as  the way you make me feel, nothing as wondrous as my thought of meeting you; your calm face overwhelmed by the tinge of tangible smile.



Since you came to my life, since from the day one and so on and on, my life seemed beautiful; a rainbow in the sky. This gentle sensation in my heart and your tenderness, I am dissolving in you; your gracious self I am talking about. It seemed everything has come to me in a package. I can define myself but not without your presence in my life. You are the fuel to my starving engine, a muse for a poet in making, an inspiration for an amateur writer and only wealth I can think of. You are my incredible gem.

Your affectionate.
(Nubay)-God bless you