“For better or for worse”
I paused,
“I am letting you go”.
care
Crush
The tree in the campus felt more welcoming. Sitting alone I began to play with my feet.
“I don’t care anymore”, I maundered.
“Me too”, a voice replied.
“I don’t care about my looks”.
“Even I don’t”.
“I don’t care about my faults”.
“That too also”.
“I don’t care about my flaws”.
“Ohh yes of course”.
“Excuse me, stop mocking me”, I retorted.
I stopped looking down at my feet and steered my eyes to the voice. He was staring right into my eyes.
“I only care about you, your eyes and your smile. “
I blushed.
Transition
Covert Hands
The soothing voice of the winds sung me lullabies every night,
freezing it may seem but the ground was warm enough for me.
The sweetness of the fruits presented the essence of true love I missed.
I too had glistening stickers on the ‘sky roof’, they all glinted and gifted me goodnight kisses.
My mother may have left me but mother nature feels me,
she heals me and says I will protect you, my child, I will cherish you for yours is a precious life.
Wise
“The age is just a number, your real age is defined by the number of mistakes you make and how much you have learnt from it, how much you have grown, for that I am still young, lad, so think before you call me grandpa”- he laughed hysterically yet fervidly at the newspaper boy.
He was too wise to be a ‘madman’, that was what the people called.
Messenger
Woman
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“I dedicate this piece to all the women out there, be proud to be you, Happy Women’s Day.“
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When she was born
she was accused of being a girl
When she blossomed
she became the attraction
When her beauty rose
she became a prey for predators
When she greyed
she was ostracized.
Everyone forgot the fact that Once
she was a daughter
she was a sister
she was a mother
And the fact that
she was the incarnation of
the Goddesses.
A Mindful Note
My smile never meant anything to me but other’s did and their tears never meant anything to me until it was my own.
Dream
He ran fast.
The crowd applauded.
His only focus was the ribbon
at the end.In a few minutes
he broke off the ribbon.
Cheers could be heard and
his name was called out.
Through the window
while sitting on his wheelchair
he saw his dream come true.
Though he was limited by
his legs,his imaginations had
no limitations.
An Eternal Love Story
I was in his hands,they were soft.
I held his hands and took first steps.
I played with his hands.
They tickled me.
They beat me.
They caressed me.
With time, it changed.
They put mine into another.
At that moment they were calloused.
Now holding his within mine
They were wrinkled.
Cherishing the memories
I shared with him.
I held his, longing to hold it forever.
A Grave Mistake
Many years gone by
Everything changed
Memories got erased
past became fragile
like my heart.
Following my passion
bought me temporary
blithe but I never
took the time to realize
the truth.
The truth, I met so late
The truth about the things
I had left behind
The truth about their
love,care, affection
which I forgot,
at present
they disenchant me .
And,I lost my way
I lost all the good within
In the future,I will
never have a tranquil
mind because of what
I have done.
Now coming back
after twenty years
I am trying to find my way
but I realize where I
had gone wrong but
past cannot be changed.
The shoddy home
with their fragrance
made me weep and
my tears wet the
yellowed pages of
their diary.
It’s biblichor filled the
room and words long
written pierced me
hard.It said
We love you,
sweetheart.
But I was too late.
Biblichor 