At A Home, Away From Home

This poem is obviously of the extensive immigration that now takes place. Reasons can be so different. In some cases its marriage (like mine), while some move for better careers or just because the destination is an advanced country. Very few of us however completely forget our childhood homes.

 

 

Far from home, I have made another home

I have put my sweat to perfect my new adobe.

Yet, nostalgia creeps in, like a mean gnome

But my old home is at the other end of globe

 

Lanes so old, yet full of poignant reminiscences,

Call me, to thread once more their trampled pathway

And memories sometimes suddenly fill my senses,

Calling me back, accusing me of an illogic getaway

 

Relations interwoven with days of my childhood,

Make me hunt for stand-ins, I can possibly mold.

But who can replace a mother’s heart so good?

Or infuse that divine warmth when I am so cold?

 

And relations miss the joy of a grandchild!

My child misses that unequivocal affection

And is that insufficiency, indeed so mild?

No, my heart says with unwavering decision.

 

I have everything in my new happy sanctuary

Confidence, Love, Peace, Comfort, Security

Yet sometimes I am in such a strange quandary

I hear, a call strong in my psyche, in my entity.

Exquisite Bonds

For my daughter, a delightful treasure trove

A look from your beautiful naughty eyes,

Enchantingly bustling as blackberries,

So innocent and without any guise,

That it makes me anytime, so merry!

You are so teensy, tender and delicate,

Your facile fresh look at me, a fond caress.

You cast me as your solitary advocate,

In protecting you from any pain or distress.

I now have this happy but huge committal

To lead you safely, with the least ailment

As your courage at life, is virgin and brittle,

And can be lost, in just one dire moment

This one blessing from some god above,

Is a rosy fortune that enlightens my soul.

Shall eternally be nurtured with my love,

My heart happily bonded with this role.

Since It can Be, Only You!

For the one person, Who has transformed my life…. My husband.

 

The kindness and euphony in you,
Has enticed my soul, now so secure.
Your love, pure as the dawn’s dew,
Has found, to all my ails, some cure.

I ambled about, so fazed and adrift
On a hunt for wee crumbs of solace,
Your approach, so sweet and swift,
Has enamored me into a divine phase.

The trust is one appreciated gift,
The disregard for what others say!
The concern gives my heart a lift,
I can lean on you, on any foul day. 

Yes, we now can enjoy a blissful Eden,
So snug and safe is my happy adobe
Lightened have all unhappy burdens,
And all over, I see exciting new roads.

 Life is now, a field of angelic hues,
So enticing, it has been, never before!
No more, are the tears of a recluse,
The anile canoe has found an oar. 

The Evil Gossip

A cruel story runs on wheels, and every hand oils the wheels as they run. ~Ouida…

How often we watch gossip destroy lives, imaginations being woven with fiction to completely soil a reputation… How often we ponder, “Is that the truth or just a story?” Perhaps never.

Their gossip is a debauched addiction

Aided by an imagination, so absurd

The borders amid actuality and fiction

Whizzes away, swift as an agile bird

They are uncaring for inflictions caused

Or for the aftermath of tears and turmoil

For crowds have now, suddenly paused

Their dull life has now excitement to boil

No regret for the chaos of the life they eye

For they earnestly believe their allegory

And hence their theories shall never die

The belief of all, a much desired victory

But then they forget the god who surely exists

No matter what the atheists preach every day

Shy perhaps then, might be their soul’s gist

When sprite justice decides to visit their way.

 

An Abyss Finally

We gather strength from pain. Each time we die, we learn to live again…… Famous Quote

Today, I try groping for a reason to smile,
To infuse happiness into my demure life!
The realization Ive had now for a while,
That not all skies harbor stars bright.

I have ever discredited the materialistic peace
Known that its just a fleeting channel of concord…
Attainable in so many ways and with such ease,
That it does not deserve any time or thought.

One who enjoys unfeigned love and esteem
From those he casts as beloved to his heart,
Has, genuinely conformed all his dreams,
Lucky Folks, with no reason to be downcast.

For some, each moment holds something bright
While some just don’t get peace at any phase
We then keep hoping a gayer morning each night,
And life ends up in a mirage of unhappy days.

No , its not that these sad souls aren’t optimistic,
For some life just doesn’t hold any true gift.
And the tears of despair shed are not dramatic,
But are tears of realization of all being adrift.

I who prided always on my intelligence,
Today give ambit to the concept of luck…
Not all events in life have to make sense
Thoughts over some, just leave us stuck.

Life as I see now, is an ongoing long lesson,
Wise is the one who grasps that basic essence,
And registers the results of his each decision,
Then takes whatever comes with acquiescence

 

When In Love

Love is important in everyone’s lives …Its one emotion that makes life worth living…

 

The most enchanting gift of emotions,
Giving one such bewildering notions,
And perhaps melodramatic delusions,
An eternal puzzle, with no solution!

Jealousies and doubts cloud the mind,
Melting eyes turn virtually blind,
But yet hold that brilliant shine,
And then, watchful, hesitant smiles.

Isn’t this so enigmatic? As the skies?
Having no borders or tangible size,
Black-threatening storms, yet thunders bright!
Hidden secrets and a perhaps unrealized might!

Blending of two eager delighted hearts,
It is an intricate, yet a natural, art!
And the ultimate peace and happiness,
Compensates for all earlier loneliness!

Commend Every Moment

Happiness exists in each moment. It just needs to be unearthed sometimes… Ideas in this whole poem are actually based on the philosophies of my husband

Joyous and sweet moments are rare,
Hence they are to be spent with much care,
Life may again, anytime, turn a harsh glare
Hence enjoy amply, when times are fair.

Realities of life are often unhappy and harsh,
But diamonds can exist amidst broken glass,
All it needs to find them is an open mind,
And a heart that does not fear storms wild.

The ones who earnestly bless and love you,
Are not umpteen, but usually very few,
Hence offer them the time, they are entitled to,
And all that love, somewhere latent in you.

Regret not, for what was unwell in the past,
Or doubts of future make you downcast,
Happiness is only a passing wind, moving fast,
Hence it is to be relished as long as it lasts.

 

My Lovey-Dovey Baby

A soon-to-be mother speaking to her child, residing in her womb. I had written this when my baby had been just a 7 month fetus!

The bud that you are, soon to bloom,
As you ramble cherub, all over my womb,
Bouncing and punching without care,
“Safe birth”, my heart pleads in prayer.

And then, as I wonder at your progress,
Do you discern that gentle loving caress,
As I place my hand, tenderly on my belly?
Perhaps not, for after all, its too early.

Then, I wonder lovingly at your countenance,
Would you have mama’s gentle semblance?
Or perhaps, you will have papa’s austere visage,
Elseways maybe a blend, of both our lineage.

That happy, auspicious and beatific day
When your incipience was conveyed,
Shall veritably be that rare exquisite second,
After which renewed precincts are envisioned.

You, tootsie, are the corollary of our dreams,
Bequeathing our lives with such happy themes!
In unison now, we share a new salubrious purpose,
To model your life into a fine blissful ancedote.

The Boot Polish Guy

This poem is for all those street kids I want to help, but cant…Driven to death by poverty and hunger…Sadly I am no Bill Gates!

My strange dreams of the night.
Disappeared with a bird’s wail
I realised another morning bright
And hoped for an exciting trail

 

Amidst loud shouts and curses
And the busy life of a modern day
My empty belly threatening ulcers
I seek refuge by a busy subway

 

Set besides my tools and tragedies
I search for an unkempt muddy boot
Or perhaps the stilettoes of rich ladies
At sight of which I give a hoot

 

A penny paid for every single pair
But sadly not for the torture faced,
Under the shining sun’s harsh glare
Or the thirst leaving me so dazed

 

My new pennies not to be spent in vain
The old ones lost on the previous stealths
I ignore a hungry stomach’s sharp pain
No meal could revive my pitiful health

 

Suddenly a screech, and the road a maze
The magnificient vehicle of my dreams
Looming threateningly at my face
Then blackness amidst harsh screams

The Wish

We all have strange wishes from time to time….Many times we dont know what is it in reality, that we desire…

A wish knocking at my heart
Seeking refuge despite all odds
Fantastic it is, hence creates doubts
But yet I place it in my thoughts

Time and again it seeks my attention
And I ponder on how to fulfill it
But sadly, end up with no solution
My heart, once more, escapes bliss

Then again comes that vague dream
Fantasy haunts of solitude and peace
Hearts of happiness make smiles beam
All apprehensions have finally ceased

Remote paradise of my imagination
Promising me such happy retreats
My only hope of a final salvation
Tantalising, yet out of my reach

The God In Me

My belief that the true presence of god can be realised, only by first acknowledging our conscience…

Haunted I am by a strange apprehension
A dilemma oozing out, all my passion
Causing me much acute depression
History repeating in strange patterns

An intangible, silent yet fearsome battle
Between my desires for ultimate success
And my values threatening to be shattered
What is the right way i’m unable to assess

Then suddenly a brilliant light
Skies echo with strange power
A voice speaks full of might
Humanity causes happy showers’

Realisation of an angel’s presence
The god worshiped by my ancestors
Is nothing else, but my own conscience
That gives my life’s best specters

 

Eternal Wait

Just imagine those old days when a wife waits for her sailor husband…

I was the sweet damsel in distress!
Waiting for my love, an enigmatic sailor.
At the castle,waiting for his egress,
In vain gowns and a luscious healthy pallor!

The mysterious sea, an abyss of a night,
That was too dark and threatening.
The winds busy, enjoying a merry fight.
Omnipresent and howling, then growling.

The moon has sadly, somehow vanished,
Perhaps behind clouds, seeking refuge.
Or perhaps, the weather had it banished
In aims of wrecks and a heavy deluge.

My heart cherishes that teary memory,
Of my bidding that last, goodbye,
To him and his gallant emories,
And the obligation, not to cry!

Hence,i fearlessly stand,gazing at sea,
As if waiting for a sudden miracle,
The exotic rails silently protecting me,
From any tangible pain or hassles.

Sibling Wonders

For my sweet sis.

We walked hand in hand
In those golden days of childhood.
You were my magic wand,
That made my dreams come true.

Oh sweet little sis of mine,
How I miss you, you don’t know
Miles apart you still shine
While I seem to lack any glow.

Those funny little games,
That made our life those days,
And our, major claim to fame
Have lost thier charming ways!

Oh My Lucky Charm

For amma and all other mothers around the world.

When life suddenly turns melancholy
And all ways are sadly lonely
I tend to remember only one path
And mama that leads to your heart

Time and tide wait for none
But mama you await my return
I have the confidence of hearty welcome
By your love, that is hard to fathom

You refurbish my happiness and strengths
Retrieving for me, my lost wealth
Smiling, I part again for new ventures
In search of luxurious pastures

I have finally realised one reality
And mama, that is your heart’s beauty
A gift that all on this earth possess
But one that we tend to casually dismiss

You instilled that strong confidence
And the ability to laugh when tense
You are the reason of my personality
By your support that has no duality

What would I have been without you mama
Nothing much other than a confused drama
Since you alone are the essence of my life
And the loving encore of all my smiles

 

Cherished Desires

Desires to blend with nature.

I desire to be a free bird,
And fly over diverse skies.
Cock my head, observe worlds,
That vary in many styles.

I desire to be that first rain,
That creates emotions, so light,
The earth enjoying the damp stains!
The skies dancing with all might!

I desire to be a pretty flower,
The life of which, is too short,
But the beauty has so much power!
Causing one to be rooted to spot.

I desire to be that golden sunshine,
That banishes all evils of darkness!
That burns itself for other’s smiles,
Cheering their fruitful activeness!

I desire to be a drop of ocean water,
That is careless, yet eternal.
Yet the tragedies that it harbors,
Makes it appear how cruel and evil?

But alas! I’m just a human being,
And aren’t we, after all, the most fit?
Who destroy nature without feeling.
Which gives my conscience, a direct hit!

 

Melancholy

A poem of despair and frustration

A silent peaceful night,
A brilliant moon in the sky,
The stars so enchantingly bright,
The cries of night have all shied.

Yet my heart and mind feel so heavy,
With some worry I cannot grasp,
My eyes are suddenly dewy,
When did my happiness lapse?

I seek in despair for a ray of hope,
That shall give me a reason to smile,
Enabling my return to childhood slopes,
When life had been a lovely isle.

There had been no rough storms,
Yet all appears to be ravaged,
The awaiting for a sunny morn,
Has been piteously discouraged.

Love, Just by You

This is about our expectations in love…how the tiniest things matter!

Just a sudden thought of you,
My heart turns to molten dew
Just a careless look from you,
And my heart gets skewed

Just a sweet smile from you,
And all my wits are eschewed
Just a silent walk with you,
Enhances beauty of natures hues

Just a moment spent with you,
Infuses in me, dreams anew
Just a lifetime spent with you,
Shall render my dreams true

Yet Another Nature’s Debacle

A self relevant poem..I needn’t describe much!

A ship lost in the mighty sea,
thunderstorms haunting futures,
some souls already rendered free,
some struggling to escape terrors.

The enchanting, yet evil dance,
of winds, with all possible might,
uncaring for any damage caused,
their thoughts focused on fight.

And numerous cherished dreams,
are lost in sweep of the waters
but some shining mementos beam,
to be collected by others, later.

Some lonely or tortured lives,
waiting for any easy reprieve,
fly away with happy smiles,
freed from all earthly grief

And the thriving lore of the sea,
has one more traumatic addition,
mother science with her huge leaps,
failed again, against nature’s passion!

Musings Of An Old Man

An old man dwells sadly on memories of his life.

Kaleidoscopic memories of past,

Relationships that promised to last,

But then, drowned in oceans vast..

Nostalgia in an imagined show cast!

That strength to move mountains,

The spirit, which was never to be drained,

The anger at even the slightest pain,

All now, appears to have gone in vain.

Now the changing times are so confusing…

And the mind seems to be deserting….

Yet the heart enjoys the haunting

By visions, that are slowly blurring.

Free from all these unhappy mayhems,

My sweet love safely rests in heaven.

But alas! How lonely is my own haven!

Without her it is sadly so barren.

How I eagerly await death’s grace,

To enchant away my sad days….

And how ardently I might embrace,

The conclusion of this final phase.