Where are you Mom?

Not a single day passes by 
without your memory
Those memories bring me happiness,
but are soon replaced by sadness.

You are gone far away,
And the happiness is gone.
I wish so much you were here,
To see me grow.
You loved me no matter what. 
You cared for me everyday
I mattered to someone. 
Do I now? 

So I ask, are you still around? 
Are you in the air I breath?
Reach out 
can you feel me mom?
Give me a hug,mom
Look
can you see my tears mom?
Wipe them for me ,mom
Listen
do you hear my fears mom?
Take them away from me,mom

Are you here Mom?
I'll ask for a sign,
to show me you are still around
but I get no reply.
And I don't know why
but still I try...
What if you are reaching out for me,
What if you are calling out my name,
May be its me who cant hear, not you!

P.S: In the Loving Memory of my Mom

Death

The biggest Comedy no one

will ever grasp in life is death.

No one has ever survived it

and no one will ever.

Its the most sweetest pain,

relieves us from the 

agonies of life forever.

Man earns his entire lifetime

but in the end

all he needs is

Six feet Mud

Are we living for this?

Maybe yes,

finally DEATH 

is our ultimate aim in life.

Loss of my Mom

I have never experienced grief previously,but I assumed I would be able to move on after my Mother's death in April ,2013.But I proved to myself that all my assumptions were terribly wrong.The loss of my Mother is unbearable and the pain is excruciating.

It has been almost two years since she was diagnosed with Brain Tumor.Already two surgeries were done, but there was no hope left as the tumor continued to grow. We all knew it was coming one day or other, but I just didn't want to think that my mother would soon be leaving us. So I was least bothered about all these and lived normally as if nothing happened to her. And one day without even saying anything she left this world.

Grief is different from person to person and from relationship to relationship. I did not have any idea about what would occur during the care taking process and I was prepared to allow my mother to travel in her new world while I attempted to observe and understand her journey and care for this new spirit who was now my mother. I did not deny the anticipated grief to come.  I just did not prepare myself for the differences in the grief and the issues to be faced after her death. 

But now shes gone into another life and I have to live with the truth that her physical self is not there anymore. But I live with the hope that her spirit is still with me, 
Comforting me
Caring me
Scolding me
Hugging me
Loving me
Being with me every moment...
I love you Mumma..............

Cold Nights

On a cold night like now,
Even the warmth of the blanket cover
Can’t ease my sadden heart. 
Transience is for the ignorant, 
While the wise ones lie awaken.
Fatigue becomes a familiar companion,
With the soul seeming like grand canyon
It's on nights like this,
When the soul and body gets detached,
the living is no different from the dead,
You search for a reason to hide behind, 
yet the mind wanders.
Getting lost is no longer a dream, 
Reality becomes vague.....

It could be you

She was a believer,
She was an achiever
Moreover she was a woman
Little did she know, fate would betray her
She was raped, abused, and ill treated. 
They took turns to tear her apart.
They left her to die on the road.
No one turned to look at her,
No one bothered to cover her...

She went into coma in hospital

She was unconscious

Her family was distressed

But don't worry

She wasn't your sister

She wasn't your daughter

But she could be. 

Severe were the wounds, still

She cried, Respect and dignity are my birthright possessions 

And ending the sufferings in this world

She left without getting justice.

May her dark past not haunt her after life!

Is this how we treat our women?

Think Rapists Think... 

You’re not just raping her beautiful flesh;

But by thoughtlessly doing so;

You’re in fact and forever, torturously rupturing;

The untainted spirit of her womanhood, her existence

P.S : Inspired from an article  which I read recently

The Lost City

Once the City of Vernion

was mighty and righteous,

Justice to all citizens alike,

Love and Peace prevailed as if forever!
And people lived happily ever after..
Little did they know the clock would turn
And happy times wound soon end

Alas! the city has fallen
into the hands of wicked and crooked.

Everyone loves a bribe

And chases after rewards.

Money and might has blinded their eyes.

They do not defend the orphan,

nor the widow's plea reaches their ears.

The daughters of Vernion 

fell into the hands of blood-thirsty wolfs.

No one to save them from misery
and sufferings never ending.

One day  the Mighty City itself

was lost into the unknown, 
taking down all the weepings and sorrows.

And now people call it, 
The Lost city

Passionate Dreamer -Epilogue

As I lay awake worn out,

resting my head upon your chest

I can hear your heartbeats

changing its pace

Cuddled up in your arms,

you caress my moist body

Take me to ride 

once again my love ,

Lets fall asleep 

in the next moonlight.

Ugly Duckling

                      

Feeling so low, when you gave a blow
For it hit my heart with the flow

You never noticed the way I see you

My eyes seek for you everywhere

Just to get a glimpse of you, once a day

Is all I peek for.

Trying to get over you, not so easy I know

I don’t wanna fake it, but too much for me to take

I wish I could join your world,

But for you I am an ugly duckling

Maybe that’s why you keep me away

You think I don’t belong with you,

Alas! Might be true, our worlds are different

But for now I am happy

With watching over you every day!

P.S : Inspired by YOYO for writing this piece

Eternal Freedom

                                                        

My heart cries

As I walk through the valley of death,

Dark stormy clouds above my head,

which my mind seems to have misread.

I look back and see the shadow,

Trying to engulf me in the meadow

I fear no evil,

For I believe in the Bible

All I wanted was to be free,

To fly around like a bee

Death is my ticket

To get out of this world

At end one thing I do agree

For its death that sets me free!