the winged rhymester!
I think a lot of people don’t understand what real romance is. Anyone can buy flowers, candy and jewelry, there’s no love in that. The truly romantic things in life are those little things you do every day to show you care, and that you are thinking of them. It’s going out of our way to make them happy. The way you hold her hand when you know she’s scared, or you save the last piece of cake for him. The random texts in the middle of the day, just to say “I love you” or “I miss you”. The way he stops to kiss you when he passes by. It’s dedicating your favorite song to her, and letting her eat your fries; telling her she’s beautiful, even she’s in her sweats; with her hair in a ponytail and no makeup. It’s putting your favorite show on pause so she can tell you about her day, and laughing at his jokes, even the really lame ones. It’s slow dancing in the kitchen and kissing in the rain. Romance isn’t about buying, it’s about giving. True romance is in gestures.©harie_krishna
“i will share my fries with you when you’ve finished all yours and are still hungry. i won’t ever pop my collar. i will never be rude to your tummy- when i hear it growl and gurgle. i promise to bend down and reply respectfully. i will eat the mushrooms when we order the supreme pizza. i will kiss the papercuts. and the door-slammed finger, and the counter-bumped hip. i’ll try my hardest not to get annoyed when you whisper questions and comments during movies. i will be the big spoon. i will let you win at wrestling, sometimes. other times i will not. i will go faster. harder. i will pull when you want. and tease you when you don’t. i will send you random texts and leave you silly gifts. not always. not on schedule. just whenever i want to. whenever i think you need one. or seven. i will check your tire pressure. and remind you to take your car in. i will hold your hand. i will love you..i will love you..i will love you... ©harie_krishna
There’s always something to be thankful for ever since you came into my life. I am thankful that I was lost because you were the one who found me when I thought I had nowhere else to go. I am thankful for my hands because they get to hold yours. I am thankful for my eyes and the gift of feeling happy because I see you and you’re so beautiful like a summer sunset when it’s time to go home, and you will always be my coming home. You’re always my being grateful to be alive.©harie_krishna
It is more often people always talk about their first love But sometimes it's the last love that really needs the talking#deep #emotions #love
People always talk about their first love But sometimes it's the last love that really needs the talking.You, you are the kind of love that I have begun to believe to lasts longer than my depression cycle.You, when I am black and blue and hurting, stand there with a lamp in between your eyes that shines the brightest everytime I try to extinguish it,You are a firefly, on a dark night, fighting against my demons and yours,You, are that lone warrior on a battlefield full of hearts and dangerous as landmines, You're a soldiera mountaineer, an excavator, a poet, who doesn't always have it easy with his wordsYour words burn hydrogen into helium like stars queuing up in the skyYou, are the reason I have begun to believe that sky is a place that actually existsIt's a magic carpet hanging upside down and that surrounds the planet SaturnIs nothing but Saturn's lover giving it a long hugYou, are my longest hugMy softest kiss and most meaningful shooting star sighting in a world where I no longer believed in telescopesYou, are the reason why Galileo must have first turned the telescope skywards, leading to the discovery of craters on the moon,It is said that because he loved the telescope so much and so dearly he used it to observe the sun which eventually caused his blindness.Do you know what it feels like to be the blind guy who helped everyone else see the dark side of the moon?It feels like the feeling that I never want to feelIt feels like an object making its way way through my optic nerve which leads all the way to moon you,You are the moonYou change shapes and patterns and make children believe that there is an old lady sewing magical garments in the skyYou, are the reason behind my high tides, my high tides and my low tides because human body is after all 75% waterYou, are my lunar eclipse, the gravitational pull of my earth, and the one can cast a shadow on a thousand shining sunsYou are a forceA pushA pull, towards everything that seems right and perfect of my life, you are the sum total of all my wishesMy hopes and my dreams, and the return of every kind deed that I may have ever done in my lifeYou, are the result of every algebraic equation that I may have accidentally got it right and while trying to find an x, I found y,I found why I had to walk all the way through the galaxy of nothingness to find you,I have walked hundred thousand light years, to find youYou, shining bright, brighter than entire constellation up above.You are my milky way, my sun, my heartYou are my light, my lamp, my moon.You must be my last loveBecause for once,for a change,I believe that last loveLast forever!©harie_krishna
#letme #underthemoonpoems #her
Let me look into your eyes and tell you..In the history of time and space, there has been nobody like you..To the infinite of time to come, there will be nobody like you...You are Rare.You are Unique.You are Original.You are the only one of your kind..You are a masterpiece. ..because you are a master's piece!©harie_krishna
What does I crave you
I want you. I want your sleepy confused look when you wake up. I want to be the warmth that fills the space in your bed. I want to be the sheets your fingers crave at night; the blanket that wraps around you all night. I want to drink tea with you, share some records we find. I want to talk about everything in the world newspapers. I want to discuss with you, to be stubborn and quick-witted with you. I want to have differences between us. I want your flaws. All of them. I want to go into the deepest corners of your mind and never get bored of you. I want to be surprised by the new all the time. I want to look at you like a movie, a living piece of art; always trying to chase what you crave ... and capture you.©harie_krishna
You deserve flowers on your doorstep and coffee in the morning. You deserve notes left on your dashboard and ice cream sundaes at 3am. You deserve honesty every day and to be kissed every hour. You deserve to be reminded how beautiful you are.©harie_krishna
I realized, I belong to youI feel the darkness, I run away from youDon't stop your lovin', walk out on meDon't stop for nothin', you're what I bleedI learned to love you, the way you need'Cause I know what's pain, this is not the sameI'd be nothing', nothing', nothing', nothing' without youNothing, nothing, nothing, nothingI'd be nothing', nothing', nothing', nothing' without youNothing, nothing, nothing, nothing©harie_krishna
Marry me. Let's spend your nights eating cereal on the floor when there is a perfectly fine table behind us.Marry me. We can go to the movie theater and sit in the very back row just to make out like kids falling in love for the first time.Marry me. We'll paint the rooms of our house and get more paint on us than on the walls.Marry me. We can hold hands and go to parties that we end up ditching to drink wine out of the bottle in the bathtub together.Marry me. Slow dance with me in our bedroom with an unmade bed and candles on the nightstand.
I know you try to hide it, you're feeling lonelyLooks like I'll be losing sleep tonight out on the roadStill driving, gonna make it from MemphisDon't need you being aloneNeed you to know you're the best part of my heartbeatSo much more than you know©harie_krishna