Wednesday, 12 October 2016

The cry of an unborn girl

Don’t stamp out me, O!! Mother
For I shall be the best sister to my brother 
wouldn’t you accept me if I were a son?
Just because I am a daughter, will you shun?

You deny me before He drew the lines on my palms?
Oh father! Give me this life, as your alms
Grand ma? How could you betray another woman
You want to kill your little baby when its life has just begun?

I shall give you all the happiness and joy
Bring you the honor and pride more than a boy!
I want to be your little princess, dear father
When you turn old, I shall take care as your mother 

Chant all day, worship Goddesses with sweets, gold and pearl
Now you’re ready to commit a sin by killing this blessed girl?
I plead not to build me my tomb
Even before I emerge from my mother’s womb! 

Friday, 7 October 2016

College days

Signing off those good old days with a heavy heart,
Friends, college, fun everything ripped apart
I miss them to the core for its no more
But those smiles, laughs and joys I always adore

Those four years, slipped away in the blink of an eye
Now, the best days of my life is just a memory
Each day there, I learnt something new
For the more I learnt, there was a lot more to learn, I knew

Bunking classes, asking for attendance and running late
Though I write a 100 poems, a lot more to enunciate
Combined studies, projects, assignments at the eleventh hour
Yet, a step at a time, winning in every endeavor

Sometimes it was maddening, we were whipped too
We lived. We survived. Believe me the story is true
I am grateful to all those who made my college life complete
Blessed with wonderful friends for life and that’s the best treat! 


Even when every step she takes goes wrong
Her smile outweighs her pain, decides to remain strong
She has no pride in dress or decoration
For she knows her beauty is reflected in her soul

She takes a stand, steps up for the right
But sometimes it goes into a woeful plight
Erases all the untruths and evils from her heart
She is patient even when everything is falling apart

Sometimes her heart wanders wailing with the wind
The battle, sufferings wafts into her soul
All the doors of hope & happiness remain closed
Yet, she pulls herself together leaving the grief behind 

She is a mother, a wife, a friend; the glory of creation
Yes. She is a WOMAN. 

Tuesday, 19 January 2016


Strong and sturdy, standing so tall
Rising to towering height
Sparrows and owls giving chirping call
Seething their songs with might

Heavy rain strikes its skin
Skinning away its ebony soil
Kissed by the veins of icy water
Kisses the drifting clouds above

Sitting on the mountains, by warm hearth
Your feet on fern, you feel the earth around
Crowns covered with pristine snow
And blue rivers running below

The scent of cold wind brushes your skin
This earth is now your kin
You want to stay there all, till the end
Playing to the symphony the nature sends

Linking this post to Poets United Midweek Motif for the prompt Mountains 

Monday, 18 January 2016

Her Divine love

She doesn't know why
All she could, is heave a sigh
May be she has to wait for one more life
To love her love as his wife

Weeping in a dark corner where none could see
Kissed by pains and tears
And she now hopes
A shaft of new hope, kiss her toes

Her heart aches making a cacophony
Knuckling under the symphony of fate
Slowly her heart is getting an armor
And pains can break her no more

Often love is sublime when incomplete
Pure, elegant and neat
And when it reaches eternity
It's no less than true Divine 

Sunday, 17 January 2016

Her lost love

Knowing that her man, a pilot was engaged to someone else, she couldn’t resist crying. She was in anger. She was in pain. She lost faith in others as well as herself. She sobbed bitterly sitting in the dark corner of the kitchen. She regretted for the mistake she had done by loving him unconditionally. A number of thoughts were lingering and her mind was in fluctuation. A chaos of emotions roared in her. She wondered how she could be cheated and there was no justice.

Her father was worried about his only daughter and claimed she would never think of him again who wasn’t loyal to her and that she would move on with life. He was old and in a trembling voice, he asked her to untie the knot, the knot of his memories.  He strengthened her with courage and was ready to stand by her.

Her fumbling attempt to forget him constantly went in vain and she gave up trying. Her shaft of hope and dreams were now dismissed. She heaved a sigh. Finally she dropped the idea of falling in love again and decided to remain as a princess only to her father!

Linking this post to Sunday's WhirligigSunday Whirl and A prompt each day 

Saturday, 16 January 2016

The staircase

Photo Prompt

After fifty long years, he took her to the place where they used to meet. His tears rolled down as all those moments he spent with her flashed before his eyes. He took her shivering hand in his and said “I love you forever!”  

With difficulty she got up from her wheel chair and shouted “Who are you? Take me home now“. 

“This was where you fell off the staircase and lost your memory. And I thought seeing this place might help you a little to get it back. Our home is thousand miles away!” he said to himself. 

Linking this post to Friday Fictioneers 
Word count: 100