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Language of Love.....

Article Abstract by: JITHENDRAANTONIO

Original Author: JITHENDRA ANTONIO

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The Language of Love
He looked at me with his big brown eyes,
Full of questions I didn''t understand.

Then I spoke to him,
I needed to know what was wrong.
He looked even more confused,
And he started to cry.
He couldn''t understand me.
Then I held him close to me,
Till he heard my heart beat.
He became calm,
He understood the language of love.
Though no words were spoken,
He understood my love for him.
He looked at me and smiled,
I then knew that my little baby boy,
Knew how much I loved him.
Language
In my home
In the far-off place the maid
Rocks and sways baby and croons lullabies
in that other language.
She chuckles and falls asleep.
When her child comes
I speak to him in mine
He hesitantly says "Vinodhan"
Takes the biscuits and flees to play.
A pair of ''Eti-kukulas'' on the temple tree
gurgle in unison – it will rain.
The squirrels set off their alarm
The monitor must be up their tree again.
Grandma
She left the shores with her parents
As a tiny toddler,
Waving good bye to her grandma
They left behind.
She was brought up by her parents
Exactly,
Like a native
Of the foreign land.
Time passed by...
On one eve of a day
They returned,
To satisfy the last wish
Of her long forgotten grandma.
Lying on her death bed,
Grandma caught the young girl''s hands
And murmured sweet words
In a foreign language
She could not understand.
Helpless and heart-broken,
She looked at her parents''
Guilty, self-conscious eyes.
She felt like an alien
Among her own ones.
True Language
Not words alone
Lay bare our thoughts
Air-out our feelings,
They are but subtle tools we use
To reveal and conceal.
But the look in the eyes
The touch of the hand
The sacrifice unspoken.
And music tongue of Eden, and tears
Touch the sublime.
And surpassing them all
Silence, language ineffable.
The painter''s blues
The handy man at home
Planning to give our abode
A fresh coat of colour
Got his things together
Climbed the wooden ladder
And with masterful strokes
Proceeded to change the hue
From white to a pleasing blue
Enter the canine, Rover
Who gave the scene the once – over
And wanting to help
Climbed the bottom step
And sent the ladder rolling over
Now Rover has pale blue fleece
And the floor is a colourful frieze
And my man – he is still in one piece
.

Published: July 30, 2007

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<div dir='ltr'><font size='6'><b>Language of Love.....</b></font><br /><br /><strong>Summary by:</strong><a href="http://www.shvoong.com/writers/jithendraantonio/" title="JITHENDRAANTONIO" target="_blank">JITHENDRAANTONIO</a><br /><B>The Language of Love <br/> He looked at me with his big brown eyes,  <br/> Full of questions I didn''t understand.  <br/> Then I spoke to him,  <br/> I needed to know what was wrong.  <br/> He looked even more confused,  <br/> And he started to cry.  <br/> He couldn''t understand me.  <br/> Then I held him close to me,  <br/> Till he heard my heart beat.  <br/> He became calm,  <br/> He understood the language of love.  <br/> Though no words were spoken,  <br/> He understood my love for him.  <br/> He looked at me and smiled,  <br/> I then knew that my little baby boy,  <br/> Knew how much I loved him.  <br/> Language <br/> In my home <br/> In the far-off place the maid <br/> Rocks and sways baby and croons lullabies <br/> in that other language.  <br/> She chuckles and falls asleep.  <br/> When her child comes <br/> I speak to him in mine <br/> He hesitantly says "Vinodhan" <br/> Takes the biscuits and flees to play.  <br/> A pair of ''Eti-kukulas'' on the temple tree  <br/> gurgle in unison – it will rain.  <br/> The squirrels set off their alarm <br/> The monitor must be up their tree again.  <br/> Grandma <br/> She left the shores with her parents <br/> As a tiny toddler,  <br/> Waving good bye to her grandma <br/> They left behind.  <br/> She was brought up by her parents <br/> Exactly,  <br/> Like a native <br/> Of the foreign land.  <br/> Time passed by... <br/> On one eve of a day <br/> They returned,  <br/> To satisfy the last wish <br/> Of her long forgotten grandma.  <br/> Lying on her death bed,  <br/> Grandma caught the young girl''s hands <br/> And murmured sweet words <br/> In a foreign language <br/> She could not understand.  <br/> Helpless and heart-broken,  <br/> She looked at her parents''  <br/> Guilty, self-conscious eyes.  <br/> She felt like an alien <br/> Among her own ones.  <br/> True Language <br/> Not words alone <br/> Lay bare our thoughts <br/> Air-out our feelings,  <br/> They are but subtle tools we use <br/> To reveal and conceal.  <br/> But the look in the eyes <br/> The touch of the hand <br/> The sacrifice unspoken.  <br/> And music tongue of Eden, and tears <br/> Touch the sublime.  <br/> And surpassing them all <br/> Silence, language ineffable.  <br/> The painter''s blues <br/> The handy man at home <br/> Planning to give our abode <br/> A fresh coat of colour <br/> Got his things together <br/> Climbed the wooden ladder <br/> And with masterful strokes <br/> Proceeded to change the hue <br/> From white to a pleasing blue <br/> Enter the canine, Rover <br/> Who gave the scene the once – over <br/> And wanting to help <br/> Climbed the bottom step  <br/> And sent the ladder rolling over <br/> Now Rover has pale blue fleece <br/> And the floor is a colourful frieze <br/> And my man – he is still in one piece <br/> .</B><br /><a href="http://www.shvoong.com/exact-sciences/1639236-language-love/" target="_blank">Language of Love.....</a> Originally published in Shvoong: <a href="http://www.shvoong.com/exact-sciences/1639236-language-love/" target="_blank">http://www.shvoong.com/exact-sciences/1639236-language-love/</a> </div>

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