Ode to My Nalaypem


You are so beautiful that
Even the roses envy your loveliness.
Like a blissful creature bestowed upon man.
To teach him of worship,
You have come to me.

Your eyes shine so vivid
That even the stars shy away and
The creator himself with bliss
Carved your face.
Your kiss is sweeter than the sweetest nectar
That I say;
‘O sweet Nalaypem, make me immortal with a kiss’.

Fortune has favoured me  
With your eyes guiding me.
I now m grateful for its bounty
Of delivering you to me.

If Shakespeare were to write a poem on you,
He would have done so that it would make me envious.
But he would have found no word
Beauteous enough to label you.
For you are far sweeter than frail Juliet,
Far bolder than Portia and far beautiful than Helen.
You are to me what I ever wanted in love.
My passion has come alive with you,
To make my human flesh Godly and good,
Capable of love that is to bloom.


‘O sweet Nalaypem I love thee much.
That I now wish to rise with thee or not rise at all’.

Comments

  1. RikuApril 4, 2013 at 2:54 AM

    I expect Nalaypem would be your wife, isn't she? I am awe-struck with this poem, in fact, overwhelmingly inspired. And I stay here, reading it, she is so lucky. She is your creative muse though. And I love to take a few lines from here: "...make me immortal with a kiss" and "you are far sweeter than frail Juliet, Far bolder than Portia and far beautiful than Helen."

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    1. NobuApril 9, 2013 at 2:39 AM

      Yes Riku, she is my wife. She is the best thing that has happened to me. Thank you for reading.
      The line you liked "make me immortal with a kiss" is actually from Doctor Faustus by Christopher Marlo and the other one is mine. Thought I should give proper credit.

      Thanks a lot for reading.

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  2. AnonymousApril 4, 2013 at 3:26 AM

    Wow, Nobu sir. Really wonderful! I enjoyed reading the poem. Let ma'am Pem (if that's her name) know that one of Nobu sir's reader is reminding her to feel lucky to have a poet hubby singing an ode to her beauty. :) Keep writing, sir. Although you write less often, it nonetheless is always wonderful and enjoyable. Keep writing. Hope you are doing fine. Looking forward to more such writings. :)

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    1. NobuApril 9, 2013 at 2:35 AM

      Thank you Langa, your words are always anticipated. They encourage me and you have always been with me from the start. I am sorry for not writing very often but have been bit busy. Thank you.

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  3. sonamApril 4, 2013 at 5:24 AM

    I like your name: NaleyPem:). Good read.Regards.

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    1. NobuApril 9, 2013 at 2:33 AM

      Thank you Sonam. I am glad you found it a good read.

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  4. AnonymousApril 4, 2013 at 9:59 PM

    that is one awesome piece that i came across

    or shall i say

    Outlive the time, your lines will
    For it'll have room, in every heart
    Who value love the most

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    1. NobuApril 9, 2013 at 2:32 AM

      Yes Tsheltrium, my words I shall sing and hope they will find room in hearts filled with love. Thank you.

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  5. TSHEWANG DORJIApril 4, 2013 at 10:17 PM

    And NaleyPem in turn must be so Lucky to have you...:-)
    Wonderful piece..

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    1. NobuApril 9, 2013 at 2:30 AM

      Thank you Tshewang, for taking the time to visit and to read. I am lucky to have her.

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  6. PaSsuApril 6, 2013 at 10:50 PM

    Call her Roto instead, she is in no way naleyPem!
    Secret to happiness in family is loving your wife... and you own the key to the secret.

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    1. NobuApril 9, 2013 at 2:29 AM

      It definitely is. I know you know me and my feelings for I know yours for your wife. Thanks Passa Tsheri.

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  7. AnonymousApril 8, 2013 at 2:36 AM

    Novu, Written with a clear conscience and full of love and and care....i enjoyed reading it....keep posting more....

    Ur last lines summed it up perfectly of how much u love her: "I love thee much.
    That I now wish to rise with thee or not rise at all." and yes, i also loved these lines: "If Shakespeare were to write a poem on you,
    He would have done so that it would make me envious.
    But he would have found no word
    Beauteous enough to label you.
    For you are far sweeter than frail Juliet,
    Far bolder than Portia and far beautiful than Helen."

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    1. NobuApril 9, 2013 at 2:27 AM

      Thank you Buddy. Your words mean a lot to me and Yanchey. Thank you for reading and I would like you to know that you were one of the first people who encouraged me to write, in fact it was you and my father. Thanks.

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  8. Theresa MilsteinApril 11, 2013 at 11:48 AM

    So sweet. Oh, to have someone feel these words for me.

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    1. NobuApril 12, 2013 at 7:44 PM

      Thank you Teresa. My wife is sweet and I try my best to be sweeter than her to her.
      Thank you for reading.

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  9. Nono jimmyApril 12, 2013 at 11:07 PM

    i pray both for sir and madam a happy life!!!!!!!!!!!
    i enjoyed your poem!!!!!!!!!!

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    1. NobuApril 14, 2013 at 2:15 AM

      Happy that you enjoyed Nono and thank you for your prayers.

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  10. Yeesi7April 13, 2013 at 10:49 AM

    The poem just took my heart away. So lucky that you got a wonderful wife and you feel the love. Don't let the love die.
    Wishing you an eternal love with your wife.
    Have a lovely day.
    Cheers!

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    1. NobuApril 14, 2013 at 2:14 AM

      Thank you Yeesi, I am lucky to have her. Thank you for reading and for taking the time to comment.

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