Awe
Is what I felt as a lanky, starry-eyed teenager
For a much talked-about senior with her very formidable self.
Awe
Is what I feel still, for your very rare kind of far-sightedness
For your rigour to the minutest detail
For your tireless, infectious bounce in the step
For efforts you put for what's weeks or even months away
Oh
How with pain you must writhe watching this quintessential creature of the nth hour!
Oh
How your heart must pound seeing this 11:59:59 man!
Oh
How your nerves must agitate looking at him spring into action but ever, only in the nick of time!
Or
Do you too somehow feel some awe? An awful awe for this Artful Dodgerian penchant for the here and now?
Marriages
Are not made in any imaginary heaven. They take sweat and toil and hours and hours and hours of dogged determination. Yes!
But
What I saw in you, and you in me, all those years and years ago, must have been certain human traits that we never had but each held much in awe...
You, chalk: firm, full of resolve, proper and prim.
I, cheese: floppy, maverick, happy-go-lucky, not trim.
You: earthy and grounded
I: breezy and starry-eyed
Even today, when waves of loneliness, storms of emotions, flashes of anger and roars of anxiety hit me, I simply close my eyes and the very imagined sight of you calms my nerves, and I am back to my tranquil self...
Awe
Is what I must feel for the happy fact that you picked the college to join and I followed you in this very choice.
Oh
How blissful that we have both spent now, many many years WITH each other than without...!
PS: Happy birthday Shantha, and thanks for growing up with me!
Is what I felt as a lanky, starry-eyed teenager
For a much talked-about senior with her very formidable self.
Awe
Is what I feel still, for your very rare kind of far-sightedness
For your rigour to the minutest detail
For your tireless, infectious bounce in the step
For efforts you put for what's weeks or even months away
Oh
How with pain you must writhe watching this quintessential creature of the nth hour!
Oh
How your heart must pound seeing this 11:59:59 man!
Oh
How your nerves must agitate looking at him spring into action but ever, only in the nick of time!
Or
Do you too somehow feel some awe? An awful awe for this Artful Dodgerian penchant for the here and now?
Marriages
Are not made in any imaginary heaven. They take sweat and toil and hours and hours and hours of dogged determination. Yes!
But
What I saw in you, and you in me, all those years and years ago, must have been certain human traits that we never had but each held much in awe...
You, chalk: firm, full of resolve, proper and prim.
I, cheese: floppy, maverick, happy-go-lucky, not trim.
You: earthy and grounded
I: breezy and starry-eyed
Even today, when waves of loneliness, storms of emotions, flashes of anger and roars of anxiety hit me, I simply close my eyes and the very imagined sight of you calms my nerves, and I am back to my tranquil self...
Awe
Is what I must feel for the happy fact that you picked the college to join and I followed you in this very choice.
Oh
How blissful that we have both spent now, many many years WITH each other than without...!
PS: Happy birthday Shantha, and thanks for growing up with me!
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