From the day you hold my hands..

The special moments in life,  they are unforgettable, Like the first crush,first love,  first breakup, first proposal, first child..I wrote this poem on such an occasion.

Though so ordinary, yet special to me.

------------------------------Skip this part if you aren't feeling racist enough---------------------------

In India- probably First slap, First and Only Marriage.!(In India proposals are abundant and a possible crime... and cute girls usually have more brother-like friends than girls who doesn't look that well (I avoided term "Ugly" on purpose ). Still trying to figure that phenomenon out.. may be 'Brotherzoned' )

----------------------------PS. I Love INDIA, Its some Indians I don't like-------------------------

I am a skeptic yet secretly romantic,Also a fan of Open source! so feel free to send it to someone special if you feel to, even editing is all right! probably the first open source poem FOSP!

From the day you hold my hands

From the day you hold my hands again, you should know.
I would never let you go.
Even in pain or in any sorrow, you should know,

you will have me to hold on to.

People will vanish and switch sides you see?

Never should it bother you, since I will stay with thee.

While you swim in the lakes,
or run through the pastures or grounds,
I shall keep you safe from the gators or hounds.

And wen you get bored of the reading book I baught
you can lay in my arms to sleep.
You can curl up on my side,
watching the rain or the stars on that chilly night.
I shall keep you warm till the sun shines bright.

Your smile shall be my prized possession,
my heart even in such pain,
feels such joy
sometimes you are the only thing I enjoy.

And for your laughter, I shall die for it.
Your little hands, so sweet and soft when felt,
brought my heart of stone to melt.

What will love think if i keep it from you?
Should love feel like a storm or a drizzle?
It shall rain on to you and you alone.

Oh yes,it is true, my love is pure and it is changing me.
Like the Beauty turning the beast to a handsome prince.
You need not kiss anymore frogs to find the real prince,
just hold my hands and kiss me once.

I shall make you cry only with the tears of joy.
The true joys and bliss are yours to be.
Once in your life you will see, all the places you wanted to see.
I will walk with thee, tell stories of wonderlands that one finds,
from the day you hold my hands..