A sweet conversation between Red and Black......

I feel as if i woke

up from dream,

she came to emerge

all my grim.. 

I was shocked but

diffident to say anything

In my excerpt of heart

it was different feeling...

Why did she choose me

i was still thinking? 

I am black, a symbol of hate

she is the divine beauty

emblem of love is her trait...

I was crying deep in my heart

tears was of happiness,

she seems to me godess

of love like venus 

Suddenly she appears like

an angel dressed in color red

my breathing became too

slow like i felt dead... 

She held my hand

and the touch was so soft

You stole my heart

she whispered and

i was almost lost... 

Love is divine,

It has no color,

Feeling i have got for you,

is hard to bear.. 

You know, i hate people

who plucks me and roughly shoved

But why do they forget

i also breathe

and i too can love... 

You are the not symbol of hate

but the sign of pretty dark,

where stars glows at night

and moon glisten with spark... 

I do not want to loose my breathe

please bring me with you,

otherwise someone will cleave

and my eyes again feel blue... 

The color, the beauty

and the aroma of my body

that all will die one day,

but spending my life with you

is all what i wish and pray.... 

Black was so happy and

smiled with big laughter..

As if he got heaven

and they both live happily

ever after......... 

ES//Jasmeet