You didn’t say me, Mother…

You didn’t say me,

Adulthood would change

my perspectives,

You didn’t say me,

I might need to add some grey

to my truths,

You didn’t say me,

I would not be able to speak

out my mind ,

You didn’t say me,

I would have to fight hard

to guard my inner beauty,

You didn’t say me,

My uncompromising days will

never continue for ever,

You didn’t say me,

With age and experience I will

yearn for my innocent days,

You didn’t say any of these ,


Maybe not to frighten me,

But to practice the simple ways of

life you engraved in me is the

biggest challenge I face,

Where do I start to learn this life?



A Mother…

She is the rays of the morning sunshine,

She is the blessed drizzle from the heaven,

She is the fragrance of a thousand flowers,

She is the smile on the face of all strangers,

She is the belief in the song of the prayer, 

She is the shadow of the light and dark,

She is the breath of all of the hopes,

She is the dream of the future’s wish,

She is the beauty of the heart that breath,

She is the bounty of  the cherished love,

She is  treasured help in the time of need,

She is the miracles of the divine life,

Her winsome smile engraved in the heart,

She is the healing song to a aching soul…



You’re my teacher…

Fluttering and flying

 with the wings of colours,

You awaken those dormant

dreams of my soul,

You’re the butterfly
Of my garden,

Spreading the magic

By your mystic touch,

You’re the smile of

My heart,

That flows as the river

Of joy to spread the happiness,

You’re the vibrance of 

My thoughts,

That I fill with beauty to

Spread the love,

You’re the identity of
My life,

That I cherish to blossom

To the worthiness of this life, 

 You’re the liveliness of

My sight,

Filling my life with the gifts

Of this blissful nature,

 You’re the rhythm of

My pulses,

Nurturing the beauty of tolerance

To live with a communal harmony,

You’re the life from me,

The connecting link of my history

to the generations to come,

With the pure little eyes
You Kindle the memories of my 

long forgotten innocent mind,

You’re the compass of my life,

Guiding through rough tides,

You’re my teacher…


Poems of the dark.

As a morning mist you leave

 traces of  your visits,

The poems of the dark,

Fantasies of a fogged up mind,

Realities forgotten,

I hang in the thin air,

Gripping to the mountain cliff,

To fall deep into the cold water,

Swimming continents to meet you,

To freeze the time and zone ,

To find reasons for your absence,

As the morning rays wake me awake,

I clutch the last straw to bring you back,

Wiping the mist from my eyes desperately…


Center of life….

My eyes following

every of your move,

my ears tuned to your

constant babblings,

my hands always alert

to hold you when needed,

my legs spontaneous for

every run you command,

my lips always ready with

a smile to ease your fears,

You became the CENTRE

of my life,

It was then that I

 remembered a soul for

 whom I was once thus,

 long ago, with a

new found gratitude

and a loving admiration,

understanding her even

more better………


You are a wonder……

You are a wonder,

The first time I set eyes on you,

You made me laugh withholding

my pain,

The want of  holding you to my bosom

though high,

I let you with your way to fly high,

Though I dream of millions of wishes 

for you,

I always give into your simple wish

to see the smile on your face,

Though I want you to CLING to me for
the rest of my life,

I let  you happily  find the joy

of your life,

When this life’s bottled up pessimism

surround me ,

It is your optimism that

relieve me free,

You are my hope,

To keep the despair away,

You are a wonder,

Always true,

To  bring the best in me.