I held my leg tight to my chest
Saturday, 28 November 2015
Before I Leave.....
I held my leg tight to my chest
Wednesday, 25 November 2015
Reflection
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Looking at the cloudy sky
You said it was about to rain
I pointed out the shining star
Did you realise it was all in vain?
In your priorities I was the last
You said it without regret
I pointed out the rainbow
Did you realise it was my asset?
You were wandering in the field
You said you were busy
I pointed out the bees
Did you realise it was witty?
You came into my dreams
You said you want to be happy
I pointed you towards the door
Did you realise I was snappy?
The moments of our exchange
You said I am beautiful
I pointed you towards my soul mates
Did you realise mirrors can be dreadful?
Monday, 16 November 2015
Wings 2015
Friends Together
Wings 2015. It was the dream of the 90’s batch in S. N. College, Varkala, the mother who gave us shelter until our wings started to grow. When we all flew one by one, like each mother and her children there were falls too. After 25 years, in the re-union there were memories of love and unity and we danced to the good old moments that we had missed for a while.
When the world is fighting for religions, families fighting for wealth, people use social media and networks to abuse trust, social networks helped us to join together to sow good seeds to those in need. When we say ‘ charity begins at home’ it really is true. When one was down, it was not easy to lift him/her without the bunch. A small voice echoed into the hearts of all, and one by one all came under the umbrella to raise whoever needed a helping hand.
When we proudly say we raised Rs. 2,09,000 to help the bud that needed to flourish, it was not about the money, it was about the love we shared in between to uplift our spirit. We may all drop out at some point, but like geese and other migratory birds rotating leadership and flying in a distinctive v-formation, discovering the necessity of a great deal more effort and energy to fly will give us the advantage of the lifting power that comes from flying together.
Friday, 13 November 2015
Dream Seller
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His eyes are promising
Feels like he reads me
The way he holds the roses
My face lights up with his
Floating on the fantasy
Being the baby in his hands
Pampering and trimming
He tries to increase their worth
Envious eyes follow the beauty
He adds value by his showmanship
The couples pass by
He offers the glittering love
She smiles when she brushes his lips
Holding her in hand he waits
Love is not ending, or so he hopes
On my way she is on my mind, not him
Wednesday, 11 November 2015
Food Food
Friday, 6 November 2015
Twists and Turns
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Friday twisted and turned
And you dropped me in the twist
The club was lively
Dancers acted wildly
Gamblers cracked pennies
Bottles made sizzles
I was on the floor
Alone
You were gone
The world ended in front of me
Blabbers moved around
Wines poured on hands
Friday twisted and turned as usual
A drop of wine spilled on my lips
The sweetness that melted,
The sharpness that moved inside the head
The colours that changed in sequence
The music that wowed in the passion
Everything the same
How could I change?
Friday twisted and turned
And I was twisting
Nothing dropped
I smiled
I am invisible
But I will stay inside you
And will burn you
Because I am in love with you
Friday twisted and turned
You ran your hands through me
In your lips I melted
I will be in your hand until you drop
Friday twisted and turned
Have my love while you last
Oh my Friday I will be your wine and you will be my taster
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