Sunday, June 12, 2011

My son - my father

Son - a magical word

that always brings a smile

as it opens vaults of fond moments

which linger in my mind

Memories- only the happy kind

Keeps me warm through the winters

And makes the summers divine

Thoughts of you bring back the years

When you held my fingers

And we learnt to walk together

Of the dreams we shared on the terrace

with our secret talks

One moment you were my son

Next my bosom friend

Before I could bat an eyelid

Found you as my teacher

Guiding me through the paths of life

Help me cope with anger & strife

A son you remained for just a while

Then turned into a father

Charming with that naughty smile

May you remain so forever


Saturday, June 11, 2011

I fly again

What junction of life this is
frozen like a window sill
not able to do anything but watch
As everything goes downhill

one moment I was on cloud nine
everything felt oh just so very fine
What I saw was a new beginning
My lonely life taking a new meaning

I tried to find new wings
Looked around to find some twigs
To build a nest- my very own
Where my heart once again could sing

Lurking in the shadows was a storm
To wipe away my dreams before
they took life's form
I wandered looking for the broken pieces

But no, I will not give up
I am not willing for more pain
I will not lead a life mundane
I look at the sky & smile
He responds with this rain

Once again I take control
And start the climb uphill
My life I am going to lead
My dreams I will not let anyone kill :-)