I know the pain of stifled cries
The heart gets broken
while the eyes cry
Do they reflect hidden fears
Or is it the hurt
...which flow as tears
Am I capable of the same
Do I suffocate - is that my terrain
Now I feel suffocated - say that again !
Though painful, Solitude stimulates our creative spirit.It is easy to live a life of compromise to avoid loneliness but then compromise is not "living". It is a challenge to find people whose steady presence steadily enables one to evolve as the person one desires to be. It is in my "solitude" that I hear my heart speak out what I wish to be and my biggest responsibility towards life is to find the real me.In my quest for the real me I'll cherish these " frozen moments".
Monday, August 22, 2011
Family
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
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 :-)
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 :-)
Thursday, May 19, 2011
I want once again my story to begin
I want to dream again,
Live life to cover unknown terrains
Never to drown in despair once again
I want to swim to the distant shore
Or to roll in the sky azure
Winged with love, I will fly in the clouds
Don't give me a reason to refrain
Just know -I don't wish for any more pain
Cause all your efforts will go into vain
I am free & alive again
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Desire
The desire
to be alive
keeps knocking
within me
Pushes me
to live a life
bereft of bondings –
free
It glares at me
each night
as I prepare to sleep
I pretend
to look the other way
While it sits
in my mind’s corner
and begins to weep
Filled with guilt
I cajole
again -
it speaks to me
Of the un-tread
paths of life
it wants me to take
Of journeys
that leaders took
which
we read in books
I pull my sheet &
whisper my wish
The wish to quietly
sleep
Knowing well
that deep within
It is now my turn
to weep
Weep for the dreams
which I lost
Because of sleepless nights
For being content
leading a life
of endless- struggle & strife
Undeterred -
it pulls back the sheet
and whispers
softly in my ear -
oh , why do you wish to weep
while there’s so much to do...
Weave new dreams
to make them true
Paint them all
in life’s
wondrous hues
Now
I don’t wish to sleep
wish to be life’s
best friend
Not read of journeys
or dream of them
But take the untrodden paths
Not content
just living life
But to dream &
be Alive !
to be alive
keeps knocking
within me
Pushes me
to live a life
bereft of bondings –
free
It glares at me
each night
as I prepare to sleep
I pretend
to look the other way
While it sits
in my mind’s corner
and begins to weep
Filled with guilt
I cajole
again -
it speaks to me
Of the un-tread
paths of life
it wants me to take
Of journeys
that leaders took
which
we read in books
I pull my sheet &
whisper my wish
The wish to quietly
sleep
Knowing well
that deep within
It is now my turn
to weep
Weep for the dreams
which I lost
Because of sleepless nights
For being content
leading a life
of endless- struggle & strife
Undeterred -
it pulls back the sheet
and whispers
softly in my ear -
oh , why do you wish to weep
while there’s so much to do...
Weave new dreams
to make them true
Paint them all
in life’s
wondrous hues
Now
I don’t wish to sleep
wish to be life’s
best friend
Not read of journeys
or dream of them
But take the untrodden paths
Not content
just living life
But to dream &
be Alive !
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
We women are like teabags.
We don't know our true strength
until we are in hot water!
Seeing no other way
to make life better for ourselves ,
We try to change things,
It may make us alone & lonely,
but then we know…
Good things always come for a price ……
The shackles of slavery and oppression are hard to bear
But freedom leaves us to the world like an open wound
Unprotected ….prone to attacks…. to bleed to death
The former make us bear the onslaught of one on one,
But freedom pits us against all the evils of the world
Tired…….so many amongst us do surrender
Even moments before the battle could have been won….
But that’s not us….
We won't give up the fight
Even if we get tired…..we’ll continue with dignity…..
Think of the generations to follow
And make the world a better place for them……
HAPPY WOMEN’S DAY !
We don't know our true strength
until we are in hot water!
Seeing no other way
to make life better for ourselves ,
We try to change things,
It may make us alone & lonely,
but then we know…
Good things always come for a price ……
The shackles of slavery and oppression are hard to bear
But freedom leaves us to the world like an open wound
Unprotected ….prone to attacks…. to bleed to death
The former make us bear the onslaught of one on one,
But freedom pits us against all the evils of the world
Tired…….so many amongst us do surrender
Even moments before the battle could have been won….
But that’s not us….
We won't give up the fight
Even if we get tired…..we’ll continue with dignity…..
Think of the generations to follow
And make the world a better place for them……
HAPPY WOMEN’S DAY !
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