Monday, April 27, 2015

When a girl Is born - a poem

When a girl is born
Its like a new dawn
As she opens her êyes
It looks like a Sky .

She looks preety in pink 
And with toothless Grin
She is angel from above
Who makes us aglow.

But as she grows
She is not told
Thats its not her Life 
She is bonded for Life .

So while she laugh
With glint in her êyes
Little she Knows 
That the Spark gonna Die .

For some twenty years 
She lives without fear 
And then one day 
Her freedom is taken away.
They say to make her complète
To live her Life in peace 
Its better for her 
To be with some one else.

So with new Dreams in her êyes
Leaving her parents behind
She smiles for the new start 
With joy in her heart .
But alas she doesnt Know 
That she is limiting her flow 
The one who was boundless
Is now confinéd to shore .

She is told she was princess
But now she is queen 
But the irony is not this 
Its something else within.

Her Life is not her Anymore
Her laughter is not heard
When she smiles its for other
For her its Just tears.

Her Words are not understood 
Her cries is  not heard 
Her Time is not her Anymore 
She withers be cause of fear.

Still she lives 
Keeps her sanity in peace 
By doing such things 
Which make her pleased.

She knows if she is happy 
Then only she can live 
Or She is dead 
With a beating heart indeed.

So when  she sees a little girl 
Thus she whispers in her ears
Live your Life my girl
For this Life is for others.

No one told me this 
But i am telling you this 
Fly when you can
As soon u Will have broken wings.

So when the girl smiles 
With glint in her êyes 
Woman too smiles
With tears in her êyes 

And thus she continues
To tread Life Journey 
To smile for others 
And to cry deep within 

To Find her Own happiness
To fight for her Own will 
Loving Herself Just like others
And finding peace within .

Thats the story of a woman 
In Many part of this world 
I know We All have différent perspective 
Just Shared with you What felt .

Thursday, April 23, 2015

poem for you Advay on your 8th birthday

What should I write 
When i see you smile 
Unraveling Life mystéries
With all your might .

Its difficult to pen in Words 
What I See and observe 
But yes this is true 
Lifes beautiful because of you.

Love it When you choose 
My favorite macaron
And lové it Even more
That you Know the flavor too.

Or the way you Tell the jôkes
Smiling before you start 
And Then Waiting for me too
To Laugh Just like you.

I love the way you giggle  
When We read the strips together 
Of Calvin nd hobbes
ANd of some time snoopy too.

When We out for walk 
Together or apart
I Know you Will Turn
To Check whether I am there or not.

Or when you take pics
& ask me how it is
Whether Its Nice or not
& will I paint with it too

Of the excitement
In your eyes when you
See me cooking
On your own coming & helping

My Life is a beautiful book
& you a new page which
I turn everyday çant wait
To find more tomorrow
& everyday .

I Know soon this to shall pass
Just like your Kinder years
But I want it to be slow 
So that I can go with flow

Life would have Been 
dull without you
And I thank god
For giving gem like you 

So now I hope you are pleased
That I have compléted this 
ANd now u wont say 
That I dont write verse for you .

So Happy birthday Advay 
This year you turn eight
Wish you lots of happiness 
Thats all I Want to say ....

Thursday, April 9, 2015

who are we - a poem

Wrote this poem few months back this one is again on my favourite subject - woman

Who are we
Are we born to live
With bated breath
Or we wait to die
With each passing day
Just fluttering by.
Who are we
Are we allowed to complete
Our cherished dreams
Or we wait to see
Them being shattered
In front of our eyes.
Who are we
Are we human
Just like others
Or just some aide
To help others
In this journey called life.
Who are we
Are we some flower
Meant to be loved
Or just some thorn
Which though prick others
Is not cut.
Who are we
Are we the dewdrops
Up from the sky
Or just some tears
Welled up somewhere
Brimming our eyes.
Who are we
The answer to this
Is still a mystery
The day I find out
wil sure be
Happy & grim.
(wrote few months back)

seasons - a poem

Sometime I feel would the world 
Be the same if theres No season 
It would mean living with Just 
One émotion which is not sane .
Season teachs us the value of colours
How life becomes bleak during winters 
And We search for réason to stay 
at home which becomes our  treasure Trove .
How pleasent it is during rain 
When We can smell the earth 
from where We came and can 
listen to the sweet Melody 
Of rain.
Fall teaches us We all Have to go
We are transient Just like 
leaves on the floor .
Summer means Life can be 
Bright how ever dark it is 
There will be light .
Spring means a new picture 
How ever bad it is 
We can start again filling our Life with 
New colour and  vigour .
Sometimes theres stormy horizon
 when We are Ravens prêy for No réason 
Still with courage and  préservance 
We bring life Back on track.
So all seasons are equal 
We need them all 
Thats the message to all 
Angelic hearts reading this verse .

Tuesday, April 7, 2015

A Story - Poem

Wrote this poem for an event last year ,edited it today to suit the prompts sharing with you all for the poetry month.

The day you are away I am sad
The day you there I am glad
So is my story my own story
Or its your own story.
The day you frown I am mad
The day you smile I am elated
Still my love I am eager to write
My story with your own story
The day you scream I am distressed
The day you plead I am helpless
So still I am trembling
To write or not our story
The day you read I was scared
The day you tore I wept
Still I am trying to rewrite
Our own true story .
The day when we met
The day we ran
Away from others
To create our own story.
No reason to share this
Still I gather my energy
So that can silence
The wailing cavern inside me
This one is story of disaster
With specks of love
The only consolation
though dark embrace
I still love it.
To love you was my choice
I can still feel the warmth
But I have been ravens pray
I know this in my heart.

Sunday, April 5, 2015

we are mere specks - a poem

This poem I wrote few years back as its poetry month this whole month thought of sharing few of my old poems which I have never shared with anyone .This one is first poem from the collection .

We are mere specks
In this ocean called life
Still we strive
To survive.
We don't know
When we will dissolve
Still we keep
So many issues unsolved.
We were born to die
To live this life
Still we live
With bated breath.
We have our friends
Whom we met
Still we weep
With tears unseen.
We are meant to be sink
In the deep sea beneath
Still we float
Choked up with worries.
We are bound to fly
Up In the sky
Still we limp
With our legs beneath.
We smile sometimes
Of the bygone time
Still we plead
To relive .
We made mistakes
Just for the sake
Still we make
But now we are awake.
We said some words
Without knowing the worth
Still we think
Of those unknown deed.
We will be gone one day
Up and away
Still we live
To live like this.
But when I am gone one day
Like a whiff of wind up and away
Still I think
Will I be ever missed.
By my friends & foe
By my fellows
Will I be forgived
And be truly missed.
When you read this one day
What will you say
Still I think
With a deep grief.
(wrote few yrs back)

Saturday, April 4, 2015

For few day - a poem

For few days I was lost 
Amidst butterfly & wild flowers 
Where I couldn't hear myself 
Just the waves hitting the rocks .
Where there were no buildings
Just the hills and the sea 
Where we were not limited
By seeing time & managing things .
Where I could here the seagulls 
Fluttering and screeching above sea
Where the azure ness of the sky blended with the sea 
& gave me glimpse of infinity.
To see such a place 
Was always a dream 
& after coming back from
I feel as I had a therapy .
As there I was just me 
Not running around but at peace 
Now I know how it feels
To be in heaven
As that place was heaven for me .
Would have written many 
But didn't dare to do that 
As had promised myself 
That this moment is just for myself 
Not for wandering to places 
Not for musing things 
The moment was for now
& I am glad I lived it .