My Journey In Life

Some compare life, to an ocean,
For others life is, a simple notion,
But life is a concept, I think as I walk,
That is wider, than any words can talk.

Seeing life, as a simple lane,
Helps me think, in a different way,
To fight the threats, sharper than knife,
And bare the wounds, as a part of my life.

Turning back, to the time that is gone,
I see the lane, I had walked on,
The entire lane, right from the start,
From the time, i came from God's heart.

I remember the time, when I was a child,
My parents always, stood by my side,
To guard me from miseries, those were on my way,
And make me more happy, by taking my pain.

Playing and laughing, I frolicked my way,
My parents and brother, was with me always,
But one day I saw, a man on my lane,
Waiting for me, some foot steps away.

The smile on his face, and love in his eyes,
Captured my heart, and made me his wife.
He held on my hand, and forward he went,
As a good wife, I followed him then.

My parents and brother, me and husband,
Together we covered, a longer distance.
And here I stand, turning behind,
To see how my journey, was till now in life….

Chubby cheeks, dimple chin, rosy lips, teeth within.....

This picture is supposed to look like my best friend's neice....... I hope it did....

A drop of water............

When i closed my eyes!!!!!!!

When she was gone……

I was sleeping, when my uncle called,
It was three in the morning; he said she was gone,
I sat on my bed, in a state of shock,
I felt my heart, just had stopped.

I heard cries from all around,
But I couldn’t make, even a sound,
My eyes just then, caught a sight,
I saw a body lie outside,

Without a tear, there to shed,
And feeling all, blank in my head,
I walked lifelessly, away from my bed,
To the room, my grandmother was laid dead.

She was lying on the ground,
With others crying in her surround,
I stood simply staring at her,
Without even uttering a word.

I knew everyone was crying aloud,
But why couldn’t I, hear their sound,
Why wasn’t there a tear in my eyes?
The blankness, I felt, I now wonder why?

Suddenly a voice, behind me I heard,
Saying, never again can I see her,
Chills ran through me, I felt the pain,
I cried for days again and again.

N.B-> I would like to dedicate this poem of mine, to my dearest grandmother who passed away in the year 1999.

Let them be what they are…..

Yesterday, I was looking outside my window when I saw this sight. A little girl, probably around 8 or 9 years old, was jumping and playing over a pile of mud. Her laughter and giggles conveyed the great time she was having. As I watched the little girl having fun, I saw a woman, whom I suppose is the girl’s mother, come out shouting at the innocent soul. The woman caught the girl by her ear and gave one tight below her knee. The little girl’s eyes were filled with tears and her looks clearly expressed how frightened she was. I, who was watching all this happen, felt very bad. I am sure anyone who was watching this would feel the same. I don’t know if I am right, but as far as I know children are supposed to be innocent and immature. If that was so, why do we grown ups scold them for being immature, if they were meant to be so? They are children, and we scold them for not acting like an adult. Imagine a world where even small children act like grown ups, will we even know what the word “innocence” stands for? Once again, I don’t know if I am right but this what I felt, when I saw the little girl cry.

My Heart.......

My heart is small, as small as my fist,
Inside my heart, there is a long list,
Of people I love and memories I cherish,
From when I was born to the day I will perish.
People I love, start from mom dad and bro,
Husband, my love, and my cousins also,
My friends have a special place in my heart,
My GOD has been there in me, right from the start.
Uncles and aunts and my list just go on,
Is there an end, well, the answer is no.
Memories, to say I have tones of them too,
From where to get started, I don’t have a clue,
It starts from the time when I was just born,
Persisting till, from this world I am gone.
So many memories and people I love,
How do they manage to live in my heart?
What so ever be the reason you see,
I’m glad that they live in a heart that’s in me….

While she was sleeping……

It was a perfect star studded night with a crescent moon to add to its perfection. Little Mary lay in her bed gazing outside her window at the perfect night sky. Her blue twinkling eyes reflected every star she looked at. She was the finest of a 6 year old, fair as snow, soft as a cloud, cute as a bubble and a smile to catch one’s eye. A girl, perfect enough to have come from the fairy tales. Her heart and eyes were filled with dreams to see what she fancied the most in her life. Glowing fairies with magic wands and glittering elves with their magic spells was all she looked for from the bed she laid. Night after night she explored the sky hoping to see them once. This was another such night she was searching to see them all. Her eyes caught every star that twinkled and glittered outside her window. As the clock ticked on, her eyes began to feel heavier than before, till she shut them tight. Now there she is, all cuddled up in her blanket, sleeping just as an angel, in her own world of fantasies…….

I am in love…..

I remember the time I fell in love,
It was a feeling I didn’t expect to come,
It changed my life to a better one,
The one with more colours and also more fun.

The man who made all this happen,
Is obviously my love, and now my husband,
I wonder how lucky I was to get him,
I was the one God chose for him.

Our 1^st meet is a moment I cherish,
A treasure in my heart till I perish,
The way he smiled and gave me a look,
I swear to God, my breath he took.

The moment he looked into my eyes,
I simply stood mesmerized,
My heart was thumping my breath just stopped,
I felt the world just came to a halt.

I love him I love him I love him I know,
But he always tells me his love is much more,
I feel so delighted and happy you know,
To accept the fact that I am in love too.

Lord Shiva!!!!!

We'll be together for ever!!!

"No matter what.... we will be together untill death make us apart"

Loneliness

The world is empty dark as coal,
And I stand here all alone,
No one to hear no one to talk,
Only creatures and insects all around.

Yells of silence break my ears,
And no one to help me out,
I shut my ears tighter than ever,
But still I hear them loud.

Devils of loneliness are haunting me now,
How to fight them alone?
No one to see and no one to help me,
From this world, Oh lord!

My throat wants to shout aloud,
And legs to run away,
But I feel exhausted, tired than ever,
To move even a hair.

Creatures like cricket and other insects,
Are haunting me from around,
Where to go and what to do,
I have no idea at all.

Dry wind is touching me now,
And absorbing me into her,
I feel I am becoming smaller and smaller,
Smaller till I perish in total.

In The Last Seconds Of My Life

Tick, tock, tick, tock,
The clock went ticking on,
The ceiling, the floor, the fan, the wall,
Haunted me from all around,
They told me that I were to die,
I wasn’t scared but there was a sigh,
I knew I had to die in the due course of time,
But why now was the feeling from inside.

‘Death’ I thought from the bed I lie,
Is present somewhere just near by,
Wanting to touch me and take me along,
Leaving my body in this world all alone,
The screams of silence echoed in my ears,
And loneliness and darkness accompanied her,
All these were symbols of death alone,
It was waiting for me somewhere around.

I felt a sudden pain in my heart,
Which was stopping and I knew will never start,
I knew I was to leave this world,
And must probably step into another world,
Suddenly I felt a frozen touch,
And then there was nothing as pain and such,
I got up from my bed and simply looked behind,
I was shocked to see my body besides….

I am no longer a child!

Days and months and years ago,
There lived a child, who is me I know,
With an innocent smile and twinkling eyes,
I saw dreams like every other child.
To be an adult, was what I wanted,
Not any more, being an adult.

What did I think, now I ask myself.
I know what it is to be an adult.
Freedom and fun isn’t only it,
Life is more than anyone could think.
I miss my innocence as a child,
I wish I traveled back in time.

I remember the fun with my mother,
And yes of course my father and brother,
No worries and tension to posses,
Life was better than the best.
It isn’t that now life isn’t good,
It is just that I miss my childhood.

Now, I do have fun with my husband,
This makes me enjoy every second,
He cares for me more than himself,
And I love him more than myself,
But as my thoughts travel back in time,
My heart tells me I am no longer a child!