Unattached strings..

 As our time walks past us

Leaving behind only the memories

Memories that we love to discuss

As they will never hold any boundaries 

Some of them we hold so dear

In a way no one ever sees

Holding on to it in a gust of fear

Thinking it might vanish in the ceaseless breeze 

Moments that can be freezed

Untouched by the times that goes by

The times that were seized

Holds all the memories under the sky

Swinging in the memories so high

Along with the careless wings

Time has come to say goodbye

To those unattached strings 

Pain in my soul..

 You chose not to see the pain,

lingering in my soul

I don't know what I gain,

But then, I don't know how to control

Through the flash of lightning on a dark night

I see I have lost my youthful years,

Waiting, tirelessly for the so called plight

Burying my dreams and feasting on tears.

Around me, I see my dreams shattered

Which I had mend with my arms

A small world of our own, now scattered

Lying fluttering its wings, not knowing it 

harms

Connecting dots...

 You come up to me when I need you

Not a glance nor a word spoken

But you held my hand and stayed through

To mend them all that were broken

You never knew the feel that you gave me

A feeling of being loved and secured

Through the love that only I can see

With a speechless heart that endured

Just like the Clouds that cover the beautiful sky

My wings were tied up by my barren rhyme

Relationships have become a passerby

With only few that withstand the time

Blessed am I to share life's joy and pain

To a bond formed out of love and respect

To take me back to the old self again

A friendship that makes all 

dots connect.

Little brown girl

 There lived a little brown girl

With big black eyes and head full of curls.

A short, plump and a chirpy little one,

Who danced her way to the moon and Sun.

She drew, she wrote, she read to a great extent

It was not just her hobby, but her time well spent

One of the brightest intelligent of her lot,

Will reach for the stars; said the ones, who taught.

Years passed by, came the next phase

That’s when life started to show its true face

The short, plump girl untouched by thoughts around

Believed, that the true love would be found

But the bitter truth came knocking by

That only physical beauty meets the eye.

Neither the character nor your true love matters

Unless you have the look that flatters.

Constant taunt that you don’t fit here or there

Pulled her self-esteem to nowhere

She tried to rebel with all her might

Just to be put down again by the world’s spite

The more she fought, the more invisible she became

Like a background artist in her own life’s frame

She now wonders, if there would be ever a time,

Where the little brown girl with big black eyes inside her; will ever see her in her prime.

An Angel from above..

A message arrived from the above,

That an angel has touched down.

Bringing me, the sunny side of love,

And for the people... all around.

Did you know.. that the twinkle in your eyes,

And the beautiful smile on your face,

Is a divine blessing for me, in disguise;

And which would be difficult to replace.

I love the warmth you bring in me,

With your tight little embrace.

And I always wanted it to be..

The one,that holds me onto my pace.

Not a day go by, praying for you,

Wishing you all that you love.

And I promise, there's nothing I would do..

To miss my Angel from above...

No Regrets

I was happy that I had gained many

Bonds, that I had treasured as mine.

Came to realise that there weren't any

Love, But mere swords that shined.

Braving all the winds and tides,

I sailed my way with high hopes.

Never thought I would have such rides

That would leave me hanging onto ropes.

With confidence, I had walked all those miles,

Thinking I was never on my own.

Turning around I witnessed distant smiles

And realised that, I was there, all alone.

Now, I no longer wish to walk, any distance

With ones that doubt my grief and pain.

Rather, I did lead a life with a difference

With no regrets or none to complain.

I shall rise up

Waking up to the melody of birds,

I see the sun, shining bright.

I stand still, short of words;

But determined to do what is right.

I know there will be hurdles as I go,

And I might fall at times to the ground.

But, that is not going to make me slow,

And I will be up again for another round.

I will learn from the mistakes I make,

As I embrace the life as it comes

And letting my soul be awake

With undying love that hums.

At times, future may seem grim,

But, I will not let my heart down

I will give my best, holding on to the rim

And I shall rise up, adorning my crown.