Hilarity Of Romance

Tonight, I have the mood to write about romance (too much anger about politics is a vexation to one’s health).

How humdrum life will be without a touch of romance to spice up our life. Be it a world of fantasy or down to earth, everyone has something to say about romance.

Some may want it to be cynical, meaningful, sad, cute or even funny, it does not matter because it is a matter of interpretations.


Romance is the passion we feel a need to share the time with someone and naturally leaves the excitement to bring about a relationship.

Once the feelings, one has for another are reciprocated, the intensity is inflamed for physical closeness. The touch, smell, caresses and the encasing of two human bodies will send the high-octane passion till kingdom come.

A romantic getaway for the weekend just for two is a genuine desire wanting to be left alone to enjoy each other company.

The beauty is in the whispers of sweet nothing when the utterance of pleasure has found its way into the ears.

In the lighter veins of romance, this is what whispering sweet nothing is about.

My love is written with my own blood so you know it comes straight from my heart. (Sounds a little eerie but music to the ears).

Every night I talk to the stars pretending it is you who are so far away and now I have you in my arms. (A romantic wacko who cannot estimate distance).

I cry the time that you almost left for another and my soul dies for you. (Then, how the heck you are still around?)

Even my last teardrop falls I will still stand tall. (This one sucks).

My eyes cry for you, my empty arms reach out for you. (If romance is going to be so difficult, it is better to be anointed as a monk or nun).

We can’t help it could we? Any word spontaneously whispered at the very moment of ecstasy, it excites the lustrous moment and allow sanity to evaporate into the night.

Even at the brink of collapse, the silent tension will fill the serenity of the night and to be caressed by the jealous breeze sneaking into the privacy.

This is the language of romance which requires no tutorial. It is innate and primordial in the romantic sense.

And if anyone is at the crossroad of uncertainty, sit up and remember what whispering sweet nothing is about and unshackle what has frozen inside you.

Let yourself free like a bird who knows no bound and be intrigued by your own imagination!

Well, if you agree with me, tell your friends. And if you don’t (don’t tell me) otherwise you are a nut!

Don’t take what I have written too seriously but for mere hilarity!