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Loneliness

Suddenly I feel all alone A shoulder I seek beside Though amidst a crowd Why do I feel deprived With uncertainties around me I seek just one defined One I can fall back on When the world acts blind Wonder which worldly tie is the most strongest and true For I have felt all the bonding But sadly confident of none So a materialistic life camouflaged with fake smiles and superficiality around This lone soul lives on............

Unconditional Love

When I was a child It was easy to love and not expect I was loved all the same When I was a gal It was easy to love but expectations crept in and I was loved all the same When I was a lady It seemed easy to love and to expect -a right There was love all the same Now a woman Its a dream to love and not to expect Where is love ? I ask, in shame. Unconditional Love An oxymoron to me :)

The Son

His birth was just a biological event Born with him a thousand emotions inexpressible and ever rising Feeding him With shares his and hers He grew into a charming lad Old enough to graze Her eleven cows It was his birthday And she had added another cow To count to his age As the special supper sumptuously simmered Cows the whole dozen Were back in time cowherd astray That fateful day she lost her dear The line of control he unknowingly crossed   She fought With shadows at blurring heights Talks held Treaties flipped All in vain Each night her pillows wet Each dawn Her wait begun A childless mother a nightmare she refused to accept One by one The cattle count grew She never failed her practice It kept her well at body and mind All the prayers All the love All those years of endless hope brought back her son Bodily weak but strong within Came back to his loving mother and cattle... a double dozen.

The Solitude Bandit

Being a single child Isolation in life went wild Slowly I evolved to love it Today am a solitude bandit To get that little time I strive and whine While its war at work To-dos at home lurk Company I surely need But my space a bit more indeed Loaded with overlapping tasks I must adorn multiple masks Lost am I in my own busy world With people and thoughts distinctively blurred Today loneliness is a myth Meet me, the Solitude Bandit PS. No this is not the poem I mentioned about in my last post . This one just popped out when a friend of mine wrote about wanting company....and I wrote "Here's my version of  not having ,then having and then wanting to not have any company. But I guess there needs to be a balance. While you need a 'with ppl' break I just need a 'without ppl' break :)  

Search Warrant

"Search and you will find Something good in every kind" Me penned down those lines a decade ago when a random id friend on chat asked me how I could be silent when slashed at and respond in a positive note over a sour incident ( oh don't even bother to ask ...what happens when you morph a hypersenstive ego boosted attention seeking id with a inteligent conversation?...a syn(c)tax error :)...it doesn't work plus you have a ammonia filled chatroom! ). It didn't mean much...much it got me thinking. If you feel anything negative about a person always try to find the many/few things you like about him/her and loving the person will not be tuff anymore. It works. Try it.   Its my turn today. Acha: He is hard working, filled with love,doesn't care of what people talk about him, continues to do good to every person he can afford to help even if the person doesn't deserve it. His faith in God supreme. He is Mr.Postive. Amma: Selfless *full stop* M: This...

An urge to Create

 I used the promotion tool on orkut to promote PEACE AND TOLERANCE The need of the hour : ) Let there be peace and let it begin right from our homes. . . . Let there be tolerance and let it begin right from our minds. . . . These two lines were written by me.... When?...probably after a fight with M :) All creators create best when they have had an experience in their own lives Maybe imagination does play a part....But how much can one imagine I felt those lines when I typed them..... PS. I am sure every story written has a bit of the authors life in it....either simplified or magnified :)