Monday, 25 April 2011

Inside a Brother’s Love Mystery Book


1.       
When the one whose hand you’re holding
Is the one who holds your heart
Brother, you are home and dry

Suddenly, music is a little bit livelier
Boring comics sound a little bit funnier
Bland meals taste a little bit tastier

When you are in true love, brother
You carry smile around as if
You are paid, you carry your shoulder high
As if they are phobic of low heights

Suddenly you wonder about some wimps
Giving love a bad name, so as a self-appointed
Martyr you draw line in the sand for love’s sake
Actually, for your love’s sake

When you love the right woman,
Who loves you back, together
You add more light to the ray of the sun
No cloud shadows your love
No soothsayer dims your love

When you strike The One, brother
You have struck gold, you ditch the mine site
Off you flee with her to the moon

Together, brother, you build a love nest
Spun by respect, rounded by patience
And even if some occasional rain-drop lets in
Your warmth lasts all rain seasons

C) Lorot Salem 2011


Task: To use the opening lines of an anonymous wedding poem, “The One”
When the one whose hand you’re holding is the one who holds your heart

9 comments:

upinthecosmos said...

Beautiful! Stop in & read True Love

Salem Lorot said...

Thank you for stopping by. I read True Love and had my laugh. :)

Andy said...

This struck a chord with me. Beautifully written and expressed.
Thank you for sharing.

Kim Nelson said...

The references to being warm and dry despite the storm outside the relationship are wonderful. here is mine:
http://www.kimnelsonwrites.com/2011/04/26/science-and-art/

Salem Lorot said...

@ Andy, I tried to toe your lines...I am your protégé.

@ Kim Nelson, thank you for reading and your kind comment. As always, I appreciate.

Sherry Blue Sky said...

I so love this beautiful, warm poem.....love the opening lines, "Brother, you are home, and dry". A love poem! Salem, is there something you didnt tell me in the interview? Hee hee.

Salem Lorot said...

@ Sherry Blue Sky, ha ha Koko. Some confession from the grandson then. A daughter of a woman is making my heart go dum dum. Ha ha.

Jingle said...

smart view on true love.
bless you.

Salem Lorot said...

Thank you so much, Jingle. Be blessed too.

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