SOUL TALK

I used to stand by the window when everybody else danced in the rain.

I used to see people talking and wondering about future when mine lay in dark.

I wanted to soar high and feel just like all, but my destiny had something else to offer!!!

That little pain in my heart grew up so big so as to take my joy with it.

My life was shattered but I never left hope.

People say it’s unfortunate to be born destitute but,

Even though being born with all the luxuries of life, I’m left alone.

I have a living filled with all the material possessions that one can think of but, I survive with the most precious of its kind,

The love and care of my near and dear.

To those who are impecunious, don’t be shattered ‘coz unlike few, like me, you have the beautiful gift from God and that is ‘A Life’ !!!

A life to rejoice,

A life to cry,

A life to dance

and hence to live by this chance.

To savor the taste of life, live it.

Live every moment as if there’s no tomorrow.

Live, so that others can live, ‘coz of you.

BEING On My OWN !

Let me fall into a space where there's just me.

I want to fall into rectitude and precept my being.

Let me live as if there were no today, no tomorrow

As if there was no joy and no sorrow!

Let there be nobody for who I care, coz it hurts.

I was close and now I want no more,

I cried in loneliness, I cried in town.

And it left me shattered and broke.

There is great pain in gain.

And I have had a share of it. Why did it hurt ?

And now its morose and a gleam of abyss darkness seems to fill.

I have crouched to my fear of being asked every often,

but now I want no more of We's but just the silence of peace.

I want a gratifying impression caressing my soul,

to have a sapid space to breathe, to sense, to live

and yes to love, again.

Let me live in Myself. I want just me around.

As I need to rise again coz I'm hurting all in surround.

To-do or to-be, I'm left in this chaotic struggle.

To know what I really want to be,

To believe what I am and to feel what I perceive.

Please let me be empathetic to myself own..!

MaaTritva

Give me strength O Lord, 
To fulfil each dream -
Of those little expectant eyes ...
That look at me.
The eyes, I wish never fill with tears.
I would strive hard to see to that.
Every effort would be made -
To make that little face smile.
The face, which makes me smile each morning...
As I look at her -
Sleeping peacefully in my embrace,
her tiny hand resting on my waist.
The one, who gives me a feeling of completeness,
gives a meaning to my life -
For all that is and all that can be.
Give me strength O Lord,
To be a mother to her, who knows me as one.
She might have belonged to someone else,
Conceived in another womb -
From someone else's seed.
But, she is mine to hold now,
Mine to care and love.
Because, every morning and every night -
I see myself in her eyes...
The sparkling gems that make me -
The richest woman in the world!
Yes, she is mine to hold,
To care and love.

So, give me strength O Lord,
To hold her and, love her as my own -
With much confidence, pride and faith -
That I can be good mother to her and
She would someday proudly say -
"I am hers - to hold, care and love ...
And, she is mine!"