I wish I was a star in the Uttara Phalguna constellation which could witness the blossoming charm of my Phalguni as an year passes ..I wish I was a grain of sacchariferous rice by Pritha as a mark of sweet luck to my Paartha .I would have cherished the taste of your lips for the rest of my life ...
I wish I was the garland that lay around the neck of Vijaya in the royal hall of majestic Panchal.
I wish I was one of those serendipitous ornaments presented by the caliph of Pragjyotishya which had the fortuity to feel the Quill touch of Dhananjaya's palm.
I wish I was the upper notch of Gaandeeva which was felicitous , found solace on the shoulder of my Sabyasachi ...
I wish I was a whirl of evening breeze which stroke the curls of my Gudakesha deprived of sleep ...
I wish I was the chariot wheel which could have the fame of being ascended by Shewtavahana ...
I wish I was the bilwa leaf which was used as a token by my ascetic Parantapa during his penance for Pashupatha...
I wish I was one of those women who came miles away to catch a glimpse of fierce Jishnu ...
I wish I was the dust which adorned the forehead of my vibhatsu during your battles.
I wish I was an inestimable crystal of the diademn which is marked affluent by the glare of my kiriti's orbs.
I wish I was the white piece of robe that lay on the arms of my Krishna complementing him ...
I wish I was the mane of Saibya which could soothe my Anagha swirling contributing my ounce in Kurukshetra battle .
I wish I was a shaft in the quiver of my Maheshwasa.
I wish I was the maiden Arjuna chose to grace with the title of youngest wife of youngest Kaunteya.
Dear Paartha,
I have adored respected cherished you ever since I have learnt thee meaning of Love.I have learnt mukta but further would want to proceed in your warm embraces.I have taken the liberty to address you as "my" as you have been an integral part of my life.I want to grace myself by your side in all your austerity .I would consider myself blessed if could hear a word of acceptance.Will respect your denial as well with utmost modesty as I don't mark your affinity and proximity by your presence.
will cherish you till the world perishes,
Sree lekha
Edited by frappie - 11 years ago
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