Meaningless stream of words they might seem..
But always manage to stir something within!
A palace of dreams and fantasies..
Books certainly are the most beautiful beings!

Every year on your birthday,
I make a sincere attempt..
To put into words what I feel..
To show you my content!
This year is definitely not different..
My love for you keeps growing...
Feelings overflow n emotions are in abundance...
But honestly, words are real scarce!
Yet, here I am my darling mommy....
Armed with a paper and a pen..
Trying to express how dear you are...
And that you are my everything!
My best friend, my secret keeper...
My counsellor..my teacher...
No words can express enough...
That you are my all rounder!
When days are blue and you are low,
Remember you are me and I am you...
Your strength is me...
And mine is definitely you!!
My beautiful mumma...
Flash that million dollar smile...
Because its your birthday...
And while writing this...I am all smiles..

In the valley amongst the mountains..
There blossomed colours in bounty!
Just like the lone lotus..
Which grows amid the murky!
A petite bud erupted...
On the stems of a plant!
Fated to bloom and shine..
Amaze the spectators with its charm!
Scorching heat couldn't prevent...
The metamorphosis of the bud!
It bloomed beautifully...
Against all odds!
A sight to sore eyes..
One could not avert his gaze!
This cute little flower...
Made everything else seem like a haze!
But destiny had it's own plans..
Plucked by a stranger and thrown down..!
Its beauty n fragrance unappreciated...
It lay there trampled n withdrawn!
Yet! What a pure soul it was!
Though crushed n stamped,
Immensely filled up senses..
Of those who wandered!

Armed with her bag and a book...
Every morning she waits around the nook!
Catches the bus full of passengers..
Begins her journey with strangers!
People don't pay her much heed..
She's the girl who reads!!
Occupies a window seat..
Buys herself a ticket!
Drowns into the pages of the book...
Enlives every emotion on the hook!
A few people do notice her smiles...
She's the girl who reads!
Shields herself from her feelings...
Gets engrossed in the stories..!
Loves being in the world of fantasy...
Cuz it's much better than reality..!
Ah, she's the one who feels..
She's the one who reads!

The concept of time always baffles me..
Days and nights, dawns n dusks..!
Nothing seems to make sense..
The real grain has to be set free..
From its parasitical husks!
My mind is a constant battle..
The memory knows just two times..
Before I loved you.
After YOU never did!