In which I create

To write, I set out with the greats,
Enthusiasm, a pot full, I stirred up,
Weakly to inject, I tried to, some humor,
A little style unique to me, I worked on.

Shot down, I thought it was all,
Rejection, I felt, I was facing.
Or was it acceptance shrouded
In veils of ruthless editing?

Obscured are the lines between
Hassle it is to totally decipher
Withdraw within, the old me would
Give up quietly and mourn it over.

The new me, is born today,
Write she wants to till she drops
To her heart’s content churning,
A wealth of ideas she has, to share.

Peeves and bones

I have a bone to pick,
Into others’ business they stick
If you really want to
Hear about it and know it all,
Stop being such a critique.

Sometimes, even if I am
Wrong, I don’t want to know


I have another pet peeve,
They are the ones who believe,
In the positive of all things,
Reading between lines for that,
Nothing, alone, they will leave.

Sometimes, I don’t want to
Cheer up, but stay and wallow.

A different day

Routines breed monotony
But are a virtue in their own right
A security blanket they provides,
Fostering a sense of belonging.
By virtue of which, I feel grounded.
Repeatedly imply a life being lived.
Change I feel I need, and, variety
today I crave. Risk averse I am to try
‘Surrender’, feigning irritation, I sigh.
And I move on, with a heavy heart!

Introducing

Your new life begins,
With a sweet cry today,
You are greeted with grins,
As the joy, all convey!

Beautiful, your name implies,
Clever too, it does denote,
Beyond your age, you’ll be wise,
And, upon you, all will dote.

This day will be in mind,
Fondly thought of all the time,
As you grow, you will find.
Into our hearts, you’ve climbed!

A little one, dear to our hearts...

Associations

Relationships lead to resentment,
A two part indenture it is,
One milking the other and t
The other coughing it up
Giving a bit of a drama
In the otherwise dull life
One party hungry for comfort,
Seeking appreciation, praise
The other dangerously unaware
Too self absorbed to care?
Parenting is hard work,
Being a offspring harder,
Divvy up the blame, can it be?
There isn’t any solution, ever,
There isn’t an escape either,
Inevitably intertwined, lives are
Worth a weighty ponder now
and again, while on a stroll
under the dim shiny stars
in the dark night sky!

Idyllic

A meadow of grass, so green
A sight to see, so serene,
Of disquiet, there isn’t a trace,
Life moves on at a relaxed pace.

To sit back and breathe in the beauty,
Erase away hardships of daily duty,
A place like this in every life,
And, with happiness, will be rife!

Little, not at all

I want to tell a story,
A little one and her glory,
Little she may look to us,
But, never ceases to impress!

Never a quitter, she will be,
Within us, she forces us to see,
Conformity is not the way to go,
How to live life, she will show.

Hard work she embraced,
She fought on unfazed,
With pure joy, she completed,
And, with cheers, she was greeted.

If only I could do it
To go on and on, never to quit,
I look at her spell bound,
A heroine for myself, today I found.

Baby

A brand new baby
Calls for a celebration
No matter when, where

Waging a war

I lost a battle with anger
I caved in, gave up on it,
The seething rage within
Encompassed me, overwhelmingly.

I give up today trying to win
A battle I brought on myself
Lose my temper did I?
Find it, do I have to?

Physical ravages, I bore,
Ranting and raving, I swore,
Life was on a short fuse,
Then it did happen!

I watch from above,
The fury of flurry below,
Will I be saved from the wrath,
Of my mind, which the body suffers?

Rapture or rupture?

Take me away to paradise,
Where sky shall meet the earth,
The hidden Edens of yore,
Where I can roam unfettered,
Where peace prevails forever,
And quiet holds sway
People reflecting on their past,
Noble lives lived free of regret,
Setting aside segregation.
The elusive Nirvana…
Is there one beyond fantasy?
I spend my life in its pursuit!

In the day’s last light...

In the day’s last light,
As life winds down by and by,
To sleep, the little one loses her fight,
An idyllic calm, she begins to spy.

A moment is all it takes,
The ensuing chaos now reigns,
The delicate balance of life breaks,
Sorrow pours like incessant rains.

Grappling with the loss afterwards,
Lonely and forsaken, she trudged on,
Not looking back to pick up the shards,
Will she ever be able to move on?

Summer

Summer came early,
Blasting the frost away
Summer held strong
Holding spring at bay.

The sights and sounds of summer,
Beginning from July,
The bliss and joy of being,
Even with the rain threatening sky!

The trees stand tall in splendor
Bathed in golden sunshine
Chirping birds do render,
Melodious songs divine.

The ground stays hued
Mottled in shades of green
The brisk breeze gushes,
Sweet smelling, crisp and clean!

State of mind

Monotony of life, it doesn’t budgeThe daily grind, the tedium indeed.
Could get to the nimblest of us,
I have questions, but answers I need,
A theory I seek, one I could use.
Fit it in, so I could, into my creed.
Meanwhile, from this languor, I ask,
Could I be freed?

Succor

I find solace in
A Disconcerting quiet
Will it continue