
Blowing the seventieth candle ,
Feeding a little slice of cake,
To his beautiful wife,
Glowing by the panache of the candle-lit room,
Though her wrinkle face couldn't carry the make-up anymore,
But to him this face of vigor still keeps him going.....
Counting their days to heaven
Beseeching only one hope,
Together with smile
They can
Rest for AWHILE!!!!
A still and frozen winter night,
Managing some warmth,
By a street bonfire.
The vagabond just ontenterhooks;
before his hands,
actually sense the heat,
Sufficient are the stock of woods???
The flame is brighter than ever,
just before the phase,
it will actually go off!!
The candle-stand covered in molten wax
The aroma of scented candles
Fused with the poise of the perishing candle-flame!!
The beautiful lady beside perfectly accessorising ,
The radiant aesthetics
but with the slowly fainting ambiance ..
Her anxious eyes were invading weariness;
Couldn't stop that rolling drop of emotions!!
But just then the doorbell rang
What she instantly cared
was is she still looking stunning??
And her fluttering smile of worth
Help gleaming the room with the lost air of enthusiasm !!
Desires,and Deservings are two faces of a coin,
They can be felt together ???
Life helps us realize ;
"we truly deserve
whatever we desire"
If we are reasonable enough!!!

