Mother's Day poem

Mother's Day comes
children remember
a mother's worth
once a year
overlooks...
her tears and pains
in bringing them up
some considers it
her duty
siblings fight
when mother gets sick
who will pay the hospital dues
oblivious to the fact
that the mother had lain awake
taking care of her child
when lying sick in bed
only aim, her child should get well
ready to sell all to eke out
the money when money
runs out with all
the hospital expenses
brings to mind
the story of a wayward son
who for his wife's sake,
takes the heart from the mother's body,
and while running to his wife
slips and falls,
a voice is heard,'Son are you OK,
the son looks around and sees,
the voice coming from the heart
he shudders and with remorse
curses himself for his wickedness
and remembers his mother
with love that he did not show
when she was alive.

A love story

He woed
she shied
love blossomed
they got united
a bed of roses all the way
then it was thorns
daily bickerings and rantings
too many dark secrets to be told
boy panicked
girl adamant
next morn
girl lay on bed
with injury marks
and poison in body
sleeping peacefully
a sleep from which the sleeping beauty
could ever be awakened by any prince

An era now and then

   

   A flurry of red at stations
carrying heavy luggage
the balanced gait
owners rushing behind
lest they lose sight
those were the days
porters chased trains
about to stop
carrying luggage for
their livelihood
then came the wheels
on suitcases
porters sit forlorn on
station benches
awaiting  a signal from a passenger
for  help
which is very rare
the influx of wheeled suitcases and bags
have really dimmed the flurry of the red
brigade
a common sight at stations
an  era now and then

Face of Evil

An Elegy

She was a lively spirited soul
her presence at the desk
attending phone calls
with her sweet chirping voice
was music to the ears
a helpful friendly soul
always in starched cotton saris
 her wide smile and friendliness
made her endear to all
I met her one day
she was an epitome of  joy
seeing a colleague's wife
in a pregnant state
said it would be a boy
complemented on looks and
the sari worn
 praises that came from the heart
Alas! a sad news one day
she was no more
was victim to brain haemorrhage
in prime of life
leaving behind
a loving family
to entertain gods above
the office is silent now
without her and her
resounding laughter
that echoed round
the office for years and years  

The moon

From my bed,
Through the window
Looking at the full moon
Golden rays
illuminating
The night sky and earth below
I gazed and gazed
Felt the moon smiling at me
From behind the dark clouds
It kept appearing and disappearing
Then appeared in full form
Clouds at bay
To spread radiance around
And lighting the path for weary travellers
Bound home

Human flag

   


                                     

                                                               Feeling proud
                                                               To be part of the flag
                                                               Formed by volunteers
                                                               Breaking Guinness Records
                                                               For the largest flag formed
                                                               By humans
                                                               A Herculean task
                                                               Accomplished
                                                               By Rotary
                                                               To honour the Indian
                                                               National Flag
                                                               To bring about patriotism
                                                               In the future generation