Eternal Phantom

Beguiled Heart whispered
About your arrival…
I danced with joy,
combed my hair,
Wore new dress
of your favourite colour,
So many things to ask
Too many things to share..
Mama..where were you all these years?
Why you left me alone?
Coming age will you be with me?
Your wailing tot
has become mama
I missed you throughout
my dark and light
I cannot lose you anymore…
In a Moment...
Heard your footsteps..
Rushed to the door
To welcome you
With a tight hug
O dear! you deceived me once again
You are nowhere near…
I realized…
My perpetual Illusion!

In Praise Of A Priceless Posession

A song of dedication
Sung from the heart
Filled with the hopes that
You will listen wherever you are…

Great men and poets has
Sung the beauty of a mother
Iam neither a poet nor a singer
Iam a child who wish
To sing the song of my heart

Mother -
Is a symbol of patience,
Synonym of sacrifice,
Ocean of love and wishes,
Fusion of care and affection.
Sleepless nights of nursing me,
Patience to my prattles and burst outs..
Yet concealing the tears in a smile,
Soothing words and hugs.
How can i forget those memories?

Wish I could repay for the motherhood,
At last this vacuous hand realised
Mother is a priceless posession...
which cannot be repaid.
All that i can do is hum a hymn
in the name of your beauty.

Am I a Replica?

Am I a replica?
Haunting me
Ever since you left us
How can I be your replica?

Grandma saw you in me,
Aunt justified,
Uncle exclaimed!
Near ones choired
Finally….
Dad too felt!!!
I was your replica..
How can I take your place
When I’m hovered with diffidence?
But my mirror muttered
The truth..I'm not!
No one can
Fill your absence…
No one can take somebody’s
Berth in life…
Alas! We are ignorant
Of the Bitter truth!!

The Festival of
harvest and crackers came
Reluming the unfaded childhood
Memories of joy,fun and frolic..
Gone are those good old days….
Neither I’m a child now
Nor there is fun….
the memories lingers....

As the insipid life crawls
The bond of joy swirls and droops
In the throes of life
The heart throbs
But the stillness of mind
Keeps the heart alive!!

Harangue

Happiness...is a feeling which we get from the mystic bond around us.In our everyday life...we gain something and lose many things.If it is a material loss..we can recoup the same.But what happens if we lose our dear and near ones..or when relation breaks?Our heart bleeds...we moan over the broken relations...Can we redeem those?sometimes we can...and we try to saddle on the torn dreams.. No one can understand our grief and pain.Human relation is a unique feeling which cannot be expressed in words nor in actions...


HEART BREAKS AND THROBS.....

Happiness and joy dwindles
Choked with emotions...
Memories of beloved draw tears from eyes
Torrents flow...through eyes...
Nothing can prevent those briny tears
Shed for the withered relations

Our melody shrinks..and trembles
And fail to utter words....

Melancholy flows-head over heel
Crumbled heart sings a dirge
With a cadence of sorrow
and a dolorous expression..
along with a collapsed rythm .

Misery of clod captures the mind
Through the corridors of dark..
the mind crawls..thinking
of the broken relation..

Walls and windows remain
as a cojuror for the elegy and torment.

Head and soul ponders over the lost...
and curse the drossy life..

Scrawler And Sorrows

I lived in my world,
In my space,
Like a free bird…
Free in my thoughts and dreams
But sorrows followed me.

I prattled and smiled,
Laughed and clapped,
Romped to the rhapsody,
Still.. never free from sorrow.

I ate and slept,
Dressed, waved & strolled,
Wished ....I could be..
Free from sorrow.

I opened my eyes..
And gazed....
Saw the world around...
Began to think..
At last I forgot the sorrow in me.