The Moon Lit Night!

The moon lit night stopped by,
to listen to my words..

Not a song,no rhythm.
Not a poem,no rhyme.
Not a fairytale,no magic.
Just me and my soul.

Yet, she stood,in silence,
with all her love and care.
I,then, poured my heart out.
Love,anger,smile and hate.

-All that lived within

The night just smiled and I knew,she knew.
A friendship grew,with the one ,who just listened.
no judgements,no consolations and no advises.
All seemed well,a sparkle in the eye.

But then,she had to go..
Parting ways,but,the smile had just bloomed.
The tender darkness was such a bliss.
The time passed and the day had to take her place.

I felt sad,I would miss my friend.
And then I smiled,I knew she would come back soon.
She would come to listen to me.
She would come,for she loved my voice!

My Life and The Rain!!

The diamond chest in the sky ,burst aloud.
Pouring down to the green-grey land, below!!
I look above and the dark clouds laugh.
A wit , for it is amidst the light and roar.

The drops of bliss drenched my soul.
Filled with love, I felt immortal.
The thunder had a melody and the lightening , an art.
I stood still, admiring the beauty - the nature's play.

The wind caressed me with a motherly care.
Tender and soft ,my heart leapt like a child's.
Every passing moment added joy,
I felt alive ,after years of survival.

The last drop cleansed my lonely thoughts.
Bright light shone and I knew my path.
I walk away with an experience,a new me.
A miraculous teacher-- My life and the Rain!!

The Days Lived !!

The world is moving fast and we are moving faster.

I'm seated on a cushioned chair that offers luxury and treats me like a king .The temperature of the air has been conditioned enough to pamper me. And as I write this now, I know, there is a possibility of the whole word reading this in a matter of minutes. The technology today, can make that possible.

I'm pampered, I'm comfortable and the whole world is out in front of me.

Then why is it that at times we feel there is something missing .A 'void'. I had read somewhere - "We are all electronically connected,yet we feel lonely" . We live in the 21st century!! The century of innovations,the century of prosperity,the century of speed,the century of new thought and the century of 'what not'!! Name it and you'll have it or at least you'll find a way to have it.

The technology has certainly helped, if it had not , I would be writing this down on a piece of paper instead,which I don't think is a bad idea either. When life gets hard and the challenges harder,  mind drifts back to those days when facing challenges was fun and challenges were challenged. Those memories is where I seek solace--The memories of the days well lived in a college!!

Its not just me ,I know.Everyone of you who have been fortunate enough to go to college ,would treasure those days.i don't mean to say that life after college is hell,of course not, Its fun too!! but, that is when you feel the 'void' I was earlier talking about.

So what about the college? The classrooms?The lecturers?The friends?The assignments?The canteen? The library?The labs?The fest? The class trips? The punishments? The last benches?The blank Notebooks?The many- first time crushes? The one lunch box and a million hands to share? The one by three lemon juice?The staying back after college hours? The exams?Getting the notes photocopied one week before the exams?Studying the night before the exams?The failing in a  paper?The smile,cos ur friend also failed?The classes bunked?The shortage of attendance?The writing of record during class hours?The fights fought?The mistakes forgiven?The group hugs?The birthday treats?The 'he has cash,so treat!'Treats? The 'he passed in one subject' treats? The 'no special reason' treats?The graduation day?The photo session?The weird poses?The tears shed?The 'we achieved the world' pride?

Well..its everything. There is a beautiful memory captured in each of these.The days not just spent, but lived!!

With this reminiscence I live, remembering what our lecturer once said, "Come what may,lets face it!!" 

The Cradle

This is dedicated to Baby Afreen..The 3 month Old who was recently tortured and killed by her own father..

This is her version..May her soul Rest In Peace!!

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The bright light shone and I was scared..
My heart beat fast , it was a strange new place.
And then in her hands, I felt at peace..
She was smiling, eyes filled with love,looking at me - My mother!!

I'm "born",I heard them say..
"No, I already was..Just came out!!" , I wanted to say...
Another man came smiling ..he touched with care.
I knew it..it was him..My first hero- My Father!!

I'm a "Girl" , I heard them say..
My mom still smiled, but my dad's vanished.
he looked unhappy, took his hands from me and walked away..
What was it?? Was it my fault?? I did not know!!

My dad's once caring hands, now hurt me..
he beat me and threw me to the ground..
I cried and pleaded , but dad, you did not hear..
But, why?? Was it my fault?? I did not know!!

I'm not able to breathe and my body aches..
My mom is in tears and my world is turning dark..
You don't want me because I'm a girl..
Is it that bad ,dad, to be a 'girl'??

I'm "dying", I heard them say..
"Let me go.." , I wanted to say..
There are pipes in my nose and mouth..
A lot of people around me,all seemed to care, but him...

I wish I could go back to my mom..
Into her from where I came..
It was dark..but I was safe,loved and cared...
I wish I was not "born"..I wish I had not come...

I love you,mom, I always will!!

I wish , dad , you hear me now..
I came to stay,but you are sending me away!!
I would have made you proud , dad!!
And I love you...

Because you , are my only hero...

 

You and Me!!

The lonely thoughts wove a new tale.

Splendid colors- red ,blue and gold.

The only sound was of joy and laughter.

A beautiful day, bright and bold!!

The green trees played with the wind,

A childish innocence ,a never ending bond.

 I smiled ,as joy filled me.

Like the dip in the pure ,cold pond.

And then,my eyes met yours.

The most beautiful .Even the nature would envy.

My heart thrilled and I knew it was love.

The world stood still .I could see only you.

You smelt of oriental lilies.Every breath added my life.

As I stand gazing at you,

I knew, my world was you.

But then ,the dark clouds appeared.

A mighty thunder storm, the trees flew..

I missed your sight and  feared the worst .

Moments passed .Yes,I'm still alive.

The grey sky and the thunder cries,

My vision blurred ,yet,I knew you would survive.

My eyes opened to a bright new day.

The golden rays and the lovely chirps.

I sat up straight and realized the truth.

It was all a dream - The magical journey into ones thoughts.

It was all over , I thought.

Just a dream and nothing more.

But then ,I smiled, it certainly was not the end.

I smelt it--The Oriental lilies!!

--Sibinath