The impending Harvest

This poem has been written by myself when I was on the verge of moving into another phase of my life – motherhood. This poem is the reflection of the emotions and feelings, experienced as I embrace motherhood. Read on...

• As the sun’s resplendent rays spread their brilliant light over the countryside, 

My being looks yearningly to trespass the new pasture over to the other side.
The wait to reap the fruits of the harvest seems unendingly long,
While I prepare to build my energies to spend sleepless nights humming sweet songs.

• Nature has a time for each occurrence - 

Be it the process of reaping or post harvesting threshing of the grain in recurrence.
The secret to a good harvest is a concentrated effort to reap a successful one,
With an undivided focus to achieve the highest quality in each one.

• Destiny has its own plan laid out as the mother wishes to mould her little child, 

To face a path, equally laid out with flowers and thorns so wild.
Despite the mother being sceptical about her child’s journey across life,
She prepares to build in her child, courage and strength of character, to face all the rigorous strife.

• The critical part of the Harvest season wait for the mother,

Is the test of her patience to tide over the lake of time to another,
Place of divine grace that showers in the beauties of motherhood,
Filling into her life, moments of bliss and pain - the two sides of parenthood.

• Thus as the best is saved for the last, my friend, 

The mother-to-be must gradually traverse through the tunnel of time and spend,
Her time exploring the grace of each moment to its potential best,
Living by example for her child, exuberating life’s omnipresent zest.

Trail of unending Aspirations

Hi all,

This poem is the reflection of the unending trail of aspirations, which my soul yearns to fulfill.  It also reflects the challenges that the human soul experiences as a means of trying to fulfill these aspirations.
Read on...

• Rise the dawn of a new day and yet there is a sense of restless wanting,

         To fulfill the dreams that emerge from deep desires, creating a sense of haunting,

         As they bring with them the same distaste of years of craving,

         That disolutions the mind, eroding it, of the mind's healthy (thought) savings.

• The restless mind yearns to reach for the stars,

          Knowing that the ship has barely commenced its journey to sail to the shores afar.
          The level of patience evaporates, creating many thoughtless sins,
          But it is the courage of the soul within that must surpass the frustrations within.

•  I ask myself when will it be time for my trail of aspirations to be fulfilled ?

           The echo of my question, hits me right back, muffled.
           While I gaze listlessly at the tall wall ahead, 
           I realize that only through sheer planned hard work and prayers, will situations move ahead.

• It is for me  to believe in my ability to suceed beyond imagination,

          The greater the level of energized perseverance, the lower will be the level of saturation.
          The greater the composure to accept gradual progress,
          The lesser the chances that the mind crashes into a state of high stress.

• So free your mind, my dear friend,  from the clenches of regenerating aspirations,

          Free yourself from experiencing baseless desperations,
          For it is only the wise, patient man who will pursue goals relentlessly,
          Never accepting defeat, with a determined life outlook, progressing graciously.



         

A Child's Innocence

Hi all,

This poem is inspired by the Innocence of my nephew, at his very best in April 2012. Read on ...

·         =>A child smiles and in the environment flowers bloom

The gentle breeze brushes away a day’s gloom.

As another beautiful day unfolds,

It’s an opportunity to create memories multi-fold.

·         => As the child caresses its mother, whispering sweet nothings,

Celebrating the joy of each moment’s existence in everything,

The child embraces the beauty of life as heaven’s very best,

Dancing to nature’s rhythm in absolute zest.

·         =>It’s a whole new world of abundant  tender innocence,

That has emerged through the child’s mischievous  pretence,

God’s  angel touches the core of the inner being,

Bringing out the child hidden inside each human being.

·         =>All of the universe is a festival of the celestial bliss,

Overflowing  with the love of a child’s heavenly kiss.

These children are stars, who spread God’s radiance that surround,

Existence with innocence and beauty all around.

I will rise

Hi all,

This poem is to inspire all of you lovely people, to go out there and say that you can do it all... that you will rise with the motto of "I will rise" (above challenges). Read on....

Ø The sun sets at the horizon,

I review myself within, minutes by the dozen,

The music within me lies low,

Waiting to rise, as seeds of growth are sown.

Ø The human mind is a complex architecture,

Nurturing a thousand thoughts that structure,

One’s approach towards the goal,

Which is the ultimate destination of the soul !

Ø As one experiences a thousand emotions,

The challenge is to overcome those with potions,

Of courage, belief, inspiration in our dreams -

Dreams which have ignited us to traverse through life’s rigorous stream.

Ø “I will rise” is the motto that the hero within urges,

“The steeper my fall, the greater I will rise” - the soul must emerge,

To inspire the generations to follow similar footsteps,

As we continue to throw light (for others), to cross the unending tunnel, with our brave steps.

Ø “I will rise” is the motto that finally will assist the spirit to win,

That will encompass all of the lows, like a fierce Tornado, crushing sin.

Remember my friend, in all of the books of history, one will find for sure,

That it is just the Rising Spirit of a common man, that has radiated power in its greatest measure.

Thoughts - foundation of destiny unleashed

Hi all,

Inspired by the power that Thoughts have, on each of our lives, I have written this poem. Read on.... and beware of what and how you think, my friends!

Ø As the human mind is free to wander,

It generates numerous thoughts to ponder,

Simple or complex as they are in nature,

Thoughts have tremendous power to impact our lives, as they mature.

Ø Thoughts are impressions captured,

From heartfelt energies or vibes nurtured,

Arising from the environment or deep within,

Having the power to create or destroy sin.

Ø A chain of thoughts encourage a specific action -

Based on the thought category, positive or negative, generate reactions,

That create a new set of 'Karma' for life,

And set a new pace and intensity in our daily strife.

Ø The mightier the thoughts,

The higher the goals sought.

Thoughts that are evil in their intent,

Will result in its thinker, obtaining a definite destructive (loss) dent.

Ø So be very careful of what you think my friend,

For life is short, with its sweet trends.

The man who won against all odds and lived life well,

Has been the one who always generated positive / progressive thoughts, affirmatively one can tell.

Roses for you, My Loved one!

Hi all,

Another poem of the past... brought alive in my blog...This one brings fond memories to my mind. :)

>> At the dawn of a new hope-filled year,
I rose to the sound of the door bell ringing, my Dear,
Sleepily I paced my steps ahead towards the milk-man
Astonished as I was to find a bouquet delivery man.

>> Holding a whole bunch of blood red-color roses,
With a touching note to my heart, from my Love, so close,
That gratified my soul with warmth and love,
Reminding me of the good old hope-giving messenger dove.

>> As I inhaled the fragrance of everlasting tenderness,
There emerged within my being a feeling of longing togetherness.
A rush of adrenalin raced up in me, to bond with my Love,
Who, like the distant sun, was sheltering me with his warmth, all over.

>> As I danced around my mother to express my new-found joy,
I imagined sharing moments with him, being happy and coy,
Knowing that these moments would mark the beginning,
Of a life that was profound with a love, a purpose and a meaning.

>> At the onset of our new year of our marriage , My Love,
I gift you my heart, that has turned into a carriage of love.
Employing it, you and me can travel through time,
Singing the glory of our cherished relationship in a rhyme.

>> Glancing through the window of this carriage, I see
The brilliant sun rising high, greeting you and me.
Two lovers lost in sharing treasured moments walking on cloud nine,
Leaving immortal footprints on the endless sands of time.

My Love

Hi all,

This was another poem that I wrote some years back.. during academic life.

ð My Love, how I long to have you with me!
Just when no one seems interested in me
I have forgotten what one means by “Chatting to eternity”,
Dazed, I watch others with a face of sheer ambiguity.

ð I ask not for your strength or power
For I realize in that context I am a blossoming flower
I just feel the need to talk to you
And release the burden of silence through you.

ð My dear ones’ suddenly seem forlorn
And I throng to see your face in the morn’
I want you to help me forget bitter memories
Enabling me, to share with the world, again, funny stories.

ð I know it will be a while before I meet you
But I wish to share this little poem with you
Which will assist me in keeping up the smile
To spread happiness and brighten the universe for a while.