Strength

 Waking up to a gray new dawn,

with all hopes of happiness and rest long gone,

The body aches without any duress,

it prefers endless sleep, the mind does confess.

 

The are mouths to feed, the mind continues to say,

your children need a mother, some food and study, the heart makes the mind and the body obey.

She goes masked and tired to make a meal,

she picks the milk and the veggies from the shop, hating the feel.

Of curious eyes boring into hers,

wondering if today they are hiding tears.

Tears for loved ones snatched away suddenly.

 How relentless the day can be.

She forces a smile on her face,

as her children jump into her loving embrace.

I can do this, she thinks.

Living on a prayer and the day goes in a blink.

Do you need support, some kind relatives ask,

No, I can manage she says, her face behind the mask.

Time flows and this too shall pass by,

one day she will be free to frown and ponder and laugh and cry.

Until then, office, cooking, cleaning and homework await,

keeping away thoughts of life, pain, destiny and fate.

She thinks - I will live my life holding my head high,

I will rally on until the day I die.

But that wont happen anytime soon,

that's a promise I make every-time I see the sun and the moon.

I have important things I know I should do,

This house, this city, this state, this country depends on me to renew myself anew.

 

And so it goes in the country as of today,

Seems like the deadly virus  is here to stay.

Like her we must find a way,

to keep the grayness away.

Only discipline and hope can save the day.

A Personal God

 Call me when it rains,

Call me when the smell of the mud floats into my veins,

Call me when you'll be blissful with esctasy.

Call me when the moon plays with the clouds,

and the breeze sways the leaves in the trees,

Call me when you see, a baby smiling happily.

Call me when you feel full and content,

and you are singing songs with no burden or lament.

Call me when you are burning with spirituality,

Call me when you feel light and free.

Call me when love surges around your life,

Call me when magic and joy cuts like a knife.

Call me when you see a shooting star,

Call me when your mind is travelling high and far.

Allow me to introduce your to your destiny,

and I will make it mine to if your are good to you and hence to me.

Nature's Deadly Virus

In history and across geographies,
crossing over high mountains, rocky plateaus and deep seas,
Nature's wrath knows no boundaries,
It sweeps across age, species and countries.

It can be as big as an earthquake or a volcano,
or microscopic as a virus that can travel and grow.
It catches people unaware,
It cause panic and it can scare.

It can be deadly or it can silently disappear,
It can be far or it can be near.
Like all of natures mysteries, its origin can be unknown
But it has potential to make humanity suffer and moan.

But one must never fear but be cautious,
it lurks in silent spaces, in its arrival it is not obnoxious.
One must always believe that they are protected by a higher power.
and if humanity lives sustainably, it can exist forever.

It is the time to be united and wise,
it is the time to not spread fear and lies.
It is the time to be healthy and strong.
It is the time to hope and pray that nothing can go wrong.

Coronas will come and go,
we must put on our best show.
and try to find a cure,
so humanity can endure. 

Starting Anew

Just like a seed grows into a tree,
Dreams grow into destiny,
A person can waste decades or moments on something which fails,
But it takes just one moment of enlightenment to be free of the minds endless meandering trails.

It is so easy to start anew, to break free,
If only every minds eye could see.
If you ever feel trapped with no escape,
Step out of your earthy being and take flight,
Cross the dungeons, the ropes, the chains until you see the light.
Feel your anxiety and fear drain away,
Gather new courage and spirit to face a new day.

It is indeed a festival to start something new,
The celebration of the mind, body and soul, known only to few.
Embrace your life, accept it's imperfection,
But train your thoughts to your one direction.

Make things which you like happen everyday.
Turn a deaf ear to negatives, make your worries run away.
When you have given it all, it's ok if you fail.
Stand up, dust yourself off and start on a new trail.

Having a purpose is important for you,
Focus on your purpose, to yourself be true.
Everything will fall into place one beautiful day,
Before it's time to come down and begin anew anyway.

That beautiful day

Home came the greatest treasure
Beautiful and miraculous without measure.
In my arms, like a bundle, I carried her,
Cuddled her to my heart and held her near.

She had the most innocent face,
The tiniest feet and the warmest embrace,
My world was on fire, love was burning all around me,
Only her eyes, her smile, her hands I could see.

My body ached and my back strained,
My eyes hurt and my legs pained,
But the pain was wonderful and well worth my while,
After seeing my newborn smile

She cried and slept and fed and slept,
I smiled and fed and loved and wept,
My mother took care of us night and day,
Together we slept and played away.

Her father and her mother worried and prayed,
That she be protected and that goodness always stayed
Her heartbeat matched mine,
It was music most divine.

When I am down, in my mind I see,
The little baby who came through me,
As a blessing from God and then I say,
Thank you to God for blessing my everyday.

Love is scary, fragile, beautiful and blind,
It is also the best reason to exist, and the best treasure to find.
When worry and stress bind me,
Hope, love and belief sets me free.

Happily Sleepless

Tonight is that kind of night,
When the inner light is too bright,
So brightly it burns that the body thinks it is daytime,
And all the sleep vanishes for no reason or rhyme.

In my waking state, in the dark, I dream away,
I search the net for beautiful and useless things, which I can never do in the day.
My baby grunts beside me and magical memories surround me,
I laugh, smile, sigh and old photos on my cell I see.

Sleepless am I when the city sleeps,
Chanting gods names doesn't help, nor does counting sheep.
It's a holiday tomorrow I think and shrug inwardly,
Forgiving myself of this anomaly and being alert and free.

Outside, the birds, the pets, the people are busy dreaming,
The full moon shines on me and I shine back, beaming.
My present state of mind is a happy mystery to me,
Unacceptable behavior as behavior can be.

I have two more hours of darkness,
Enough to ponder over my mistakes, make lists of cooking exotic sweets and cleaning up the kitchen mess.
Oh if only life was so simple and silly,
And the body didn't need sleep to keep it healthy.

Oh well, new year is round the corner now,
Now is the time to do things we love.
Happy happy holidays,
In the still of the night, the mind works in mysterious ways.

A Miracle

Her world sees the morning sun,
shining on her house,
she wakes up and breaks into the usual run,
and hurries to the office in her black trouser and white blouse.

Her day passes in a dream,
meeting and greeting people she has never seen,
after she has spoken and lunched,
she spends the rest of the day in front of her computer, serious and hunched.

She reaches her home after the sun sets, when the moon is bright,
she tiredly makes dinner and is then out like a light.
sometimes she laughs with her friends,
sometimes she buys clothes of the latest trends,
sometimes she visits her parents and brothers in her native place
sometimes she cooks for her relatives from her home base

The days simply blended into years,
she still has no time for happiness or tears,
One day when the sky was a brilliant blue.
she woke up and decided on what she would do.

She would go by herself to a resort by the beaches,
pamper herself, eat a lot of food till she bleaches.
she would break herself off from her daily routine,
Today, she would treat herself like a queen.

So, she packed all the trendy dresses she never wore,
said goodbye to her world and walked out of the door.
The beaches were serene, the crowd was sparse but she was full of glee,
she splashed in the water, sang songs with the hotel singer and swayed to the music happily.

While leaving, she bumped into a man with happy eyes,
and chatted with him the whole day, the whole night, until sunrise.
He was a traveller, his world was colorful and strange,
his words were like poetry, beautiful and powerful.

His eyes reflected the sun as it rose,
'what will you do today?  he asked softly.

'nothing important, that's for sure', she said morosely.

' then why don't you come with me to Spain, be a traveller, sing in the wilds and dance in the rain'.

She thought of a thousand reasons to say no, but they all slipped her mind, in vain.

' but will that make me happy', she asked desperately and sadly, trying not to cry.

'not sure my lady, there is only one  thing that can make you happy from birth and until the day you die'.

He pointed down and she looked at her reflection until the water retreated into the sea.

It's not the when and how or the why and what for, she realized and the thought set her free.

' I was happy talking to you', she said laughing.

' but we didn't say anything of importance and that proves that happiness is not a result of anything'

Smiling, she nodded and said 'you changed my life in one day but don't really know me.

Let's meet after my office hours and then decide what we can make out of today and see'

So then they returned to their respective lives.

The traveller travelled and the engineer strived.

But they were both happy souls now.

Happy, stupid, healthy and free.

And they lived their lives and thrived.

She married a wonderful guy her parents chose,

He merrily globetrotted for a decade until he fell for a woman full of woes.

Happiness like entropy increased with every passing day.

Every hour and every way.

Life is a miracle, a beautiful dream,

Inspite of what it may seem.