A little…

The todays and the tomorrows,

Bring a lots of hopes and sometimes sorrows.

But how would one know what to believe,

When the world around you keeps saying, Ah! Stop! Paleazee!

Is it unfair to want to curl into a ball?

When the days get shorter and the sun wants to fall?

I think not, coz, even when we fall,

There remains a tiny voice that says stand tall.

With a wall of happiness and a without a single tear,

Get ready to overcome the most dreaded fear.

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The unsung one

There are only so many words that I can sing, 

Only that many joys that I can bring. 

My deeds as you say, SAY it all

For no matter how much I try I fall. 

I make you, I take you , I care for you, I love you,

I try and try still I mistreat you.

I don’t know where to begin,

For I’ll have to dig deep in.

Cuz my feelings for you are hidden,

But believe me, I’ve always been smitten.

 

 

 

26 and counting

Birthdays are a big bust,

they bring promises and are never just.

You get criticized and mocked,

by those who stand by you un-rocked.

You’re getting old,

get married and don’t be so bold.

You’re wasting your time,

if you don’t get a job, its not a big crime.

Your husband will earn, coz that’s what men do

you think of children, coz that’s what women should do.

My protests and disagreements always go unheard,

and I  feel like a clipped bird.

I know not  how to fight anymore,

I grow alone ever so more.

Good times are near; I hope,

Or I swear, like every time I will elope.

I stand still, waiting and un-moving,

For when the time is right, there will be a new beginning.

 

 

 

 

 

3 .march. 2016

The time has come to start afresh,

and to look outside the crèche.

Coz, it may seem foolish to let go,

but its time for a brand new sow.

A new challenge, a new wave,

to take over and to learn to behave.

New friends and maybe a new land,

to take hold of and to withstand.

Yet, you will linger

somewhere not so far,

Where I will think of you

as sweet and sour.

 

For you were my first and forever shall be

My dear HLC!

The Doe

Looking outside the window,

I saw a beautiful doe.

So slender, so white,

I could see it glowing in the bright moon light.

She turned to look,

gazing deep in the forest.

With a twinkle in her eye,

she galloped and all was at rest.

I lingered at the window,

longing for her to stay.

Lamenting in my foolishness,

and believing that I could make her sway.

She belongs to the world,

I have no rights.

Yet, I will cherish her each and every night.

For she was mine, to have and to hold,

But she drifted away, ever so bold.

Leaving me to believe what was first foretold.

I am also your HALF

I make half of the world and by nature, I am mild,

Yet, I am killed when I am a child.

You’ve killed me before I am born,

Thinking I am a thorn.

Yet, I am bought and sold,

Thinking I am gold.

I have rights over myself, I am not for sale,

Yet bride price and dowry prevail.

You call me mother, daughter and sister,

Yet you consider my presence a blister.

I am no less than you in talent and brain,

Still you exploit me till my last grain.

I want to study, I too have dreams,

Yet, You turn a deaf ear to all my screams.

My wings mostly tied, I can’t fly,

Without being at fault and Why?

I,  make your soul curl and swirl,

Who am I ?

I am a Girl.

It’s harsh

Life is harsh in ways many,

I go on without traces of any.

Choices are many, chances are few,

Ends with eyes filled with dew.

I walked past you strong and cold,

Thinking what happened was so bold.

Later it hits me, I was wrong

I’ve pushed my limits,I am like a band,

Yet I am left empty and aching,

Gone with the wind are my last hopes of making,

Tried I have to make him understand, that 

I changed myself for the one..

But he is gone far.. Far from my reach,

Now my voice only echoes within my peach.

My hopes are killed, I am exhausted,

Gone with the wind are those whom I wanted..