Wishes For You!
What wishes I shall send it to you....
From core of my heart that it reaches you in no time.
No flowers I am sending you to
But fragrance of love I want to pour on you.
No gifts I am sending to you
Few wishes that comes from depth of my heart
I want to send it to you...
For I don't want to give you any visible gift
That I find suitable for you.
For I feel gift of love is the wealthiest gift
Which I want to send it to you...
Giving a party is a momentary gift
May make you happy for seconds.
Words I feel are the valuable gift
Which will pierce deep down your heart.
As It will not fly away from your heart
It will remain as a treasure in your heart
As long as you store in your heart.
Any gift given become precious
Only When it is given with warmth, love and care..
Gift I buy may be precious or priceless doesn't matter.
As long as the thing remained in the shopping mall
It was mere an article which value was tagged in it.
Which I can buy as per my coins in my pocket
Gift whether precious or priceless
when I sprinkle few fragrance of love
Its value become doubly priceless
When its gifted with warmthness of hugs and kisses.
I wanted to wish you dear
From core of my heart
If I can open my heart and show you
You can see yourself in my heart.
I am not sure whether I could make a way to your heart
If I couldn't...
That means I am not good in expressing my love for you
For I may have to change my words
To make you realise what I feel for you in my heart.
All I can tell in simple words
I love you dear from depth of my heart! ! !
©ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY GEETHA JAYAKUMAR 2014
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