Miracle Maker

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Frowning hard, swearing under our breath
trying to tackle the latest problem that
threatens to rock our little boat,
we suddenly remember you,
and we smile.

Quarreling with each other,
our hearts as gloomy as the sky outside
wishing for a bit of peace,
we think of you,
and we smile.

Our dreams turn rosier, our thoughts pure
We tread lightly, with an invisible spring in our steps,
We know without being told that your finger
has touched us somewhere

Lust has turned into love,
passionate lip locks been replaced by
chaste kisses on the forehead in the foyer
of a cinema, all thanks to you

We are waiting for you, eagerly, hopefully,
to come and change our life forever
we of the frayed nerves, of the cynical mind
for a moment we shed all our negativity
and Miracle Maker with a smile
we await you

Comments

Parry said…
Amen (in all the languages of the world.

Indeed the verse reader has sprouted wings.

The spectrum's brightest hue has spread across the evening skies and hangs lazily, indolently, tantalizingly, as a promise would. A promise involving all the five senses. And demanding our sixth one.
4:24 pm, August 23, 2010
Kalyan Karmakar said…
Let me know when you see the Miracle Maker
1:30 am, August 24, 2010
Pinku said…
pinknblu: :)

Knife: will for sure :)
3:36 pm, August 24, 2010
mixdbrew said…
Oh how utterly beautiful...these words just melt into my soul and stay there, snug and happy :) Waiting eagerly for the miracle maker and it better be a girl!! (just ignore me...i'm obsessed with little ribbons and laces. But it better be a girl!! ;)
2:12 pm, August 29, 2010
Pinku said…
hey brew.....u are letting the cat out of the bag :)

we already have a daughter Janvi (from Parry's first marriage) so I am ok with either sex....I just want a healthy happy baby...

fingers crossed for that...
4:25 pm, August 29, 2010
mixdbrew said…
With you as mom, i can guarantee the happy part :) And healthy i can guarantee coz i pray like crazy for the 2 of you! You are so lucky that you already have a little girl!!
6:27 pm, August 30, 2010
Mampi said…
waiting
waiting
waiting
12:22 pm, October 05, 2010
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