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Jul 31, 2008
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The whole story of my life...
40 years of riches and glamor. I had everything I could imagine. Homes, cars, luxurious hotels.
Cruises, St. Moritz, Hermes ties. Everything under the sky.
Life was like a bouquet of beautiful roses. But did riches bring happiness? I don’t think so,
Something was missing.
I didn't’t have true love…
The true essence of life.
I then sensed the thorns of life.
There came 2 years of living hell...
Life isn't all budding roses,
it has nasty twists and turns. Bankruptcy, trials, ordeals I lost everything I owned.
Then I recovered.
I stood up. I rebuilt my life. But what kind of life was it? 10 years of boredom, meaningless existence...
Just existence...
Routine like the sun rising and setting everyday.
But one should always hope for the better,
for the beautiful rainbow...
for the August full moon...
for the budding crimson rose...
And it came, It was you my Elaine. 9 months of pure bliss, care, warmth, support. Trust, romantic poems, sensitivity, satisfaction. Deep friendship from the heart true happiness...
a beautiful destination The true Ithaki.... THANK YOU
Cruises, St. Moritz, Hermes ties. Everything under the sky.
Life was like a bouquet of beautiful roses. But did riches bring happiness? I don’t think so,
Something was missing.
I didn't’t have true love…
The true essence of life.
I then sensed the thorns of life.
There came 2 years of living hell...
Life isn't all budding roses,
it has nasty twists and turns. Bankruptcy, trials, ordeals I lost everything I owned.
Then I recovered.
I stood up. I rebuilt my life. But what kind of life was it? 10 years of boredom, meaningless existence...
Just existence...
Routine like the sun rising and setting everyday.
But one should always hope for the better,
for the beautiful rainbow...
for the August full moon...
for the budding crimson rose...
And it came, It was you my Elaine. 9 months of pure bliss, care, warmth, support. Trust, romantic poems, sensitivity, satisfaction. Deep friendship from the heart true happiness...
a beautiful destination The true Ithaki.... THANK YOU
— dsaranti, Jul 31, 2008
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DarkinAZ
17 years 10 months ago
Sometimes....
dsaranti
17 years 10 months ago
reply
Rett
17 years 10 months ago
Dsaranti
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
Great write. Love is the
dsaranti
17 years 10 months ago
Thank you!!! all for your positive comments
Arrow
17 years 10 months ago
This is rather a side note,
dsaranti
17 years 10 months ago
Thank you, Arrow
Kailashana
17 years 10 months ago
Well, I have had love many