Remix (Relationships Matter Instead Of An X-Factor)
My Love is not Italian to praise,
It is thy inner beauty, the beauty of thy soul,
Thou care warmed my otherwise night and days,
Thy affection culture cannot be played foul.
I donít want to see you in a jeans or miniskirt,
When you smile your chin never dimples,
When I fool you simply, your simplicity gives me a start-
I donít need your cheeks chubby, I like your pimples.
The lesson I have learnt during our separation-
Difficult to breathe in thy absence,
Our communion can prevent celestial desperation,
You too shall realize my essence.
Let us remix for the pleasure of the divine seed,
Live in with a second chance, donít be stupid!
[b][u]Remix is not a poem in itself, it is the assessment of a marriage relationship in an out of the fashion way. The singer sings for his beloved to make her realize the significance of their relationship that has not been decided by them but by the celestial divine. It has been an attempt on part of him to ask his beloved for the last time before they are divorced to give their relationship a second chance. In doing so he is trying his best to change her mind by praising her simplicity and the immense care and affection she showed during their living together. The song admits his realization of her significance and sings that it becomes even difficult enough to breathe without her absence. The confession of love is spoken in an unusual way from the lyrical richness of the singer where very minute conversations between the couples has been highlighted and magnified. At one stance the expression sounds poetic and at the very other stance the perfect raw originality has been retained. In this way it has been a remix song so as to draw the attention of the opposite partner if she is stimulated in the either way. This is my first attempted sonnet by the way of my composition. However, I can bet you this one of mine is unique by the character of the language it has been proposed before its readers. The sonnet lyrics are remixed in two different languages of times to tune in the title of the poem. The message is a contemporary refurbishment of the belief that even the most ordinary couples are extraordinary in their own way. The sonnet is opening with an individual metaphor of mine that straightaway creates the mood of the poem. The singer is singing that neither he thinks of himself as an Italian sonneteer nor his beloved the Italian beauty. In doing so, he is trying to do something different to attract the otherwise attention of his beloved who is about to sign in the divorce papers in her heat of passion.Further, the lady-love is pregnant and the husband is forbidding her to become selfish and destroy the future of the not yet born life. This has been sung well too in the closing lines. [/u][/b]