Times to reminisce
Promises deceased
A new born hope
In its wishful steps
Frolicked to future
No time to rest

Dreams to seek
Promises to keep
Wishes unfulfilled
Uncertainty is a treat

Each day unveils
The calendar’s fate
Charming or tedious
Never to know
A delight,  it can be

Unkept promises
Tug at the heartstrings
Wishes and dreams
Have no expiration dates
Timeless unbound
Like the eternal springs

Hope
Lay in silence
Rebuked and renounced

Abandoned
Feeble its voice
But fair

Frail
Its hands, paints
Patterns of life

Silence and hope
Have a pattern
They paint

Bright
Colour on the walls
Drew grace

Hope resurfaced

A woman, she is
Runs her own boutique
Arts and artefacts
She sources from the farthest and deepest parts of the country
Lost in the urban lands
Antique
Precious eyes
She has a penchant for the lost treasures
Restores and redecorates
In her boutique
A life
Dedicated to her only son
Young, at nine
Detected with the dreaded ‘C’
He lived his life
With all the love
Showered by his doting parents
A young boy, with a talent for paper craft
Made unusually beautiful flowers and quilled earrings
Never ever did the pain
Show on his face
Gifted child, knew his time here
Was short
Taken away at sixteen
Made most of it
A happy child
Early, one morning
He left this world
At peace, in his sleep
She lives on
The mother of the child
Finding lost treasures
From the deepest parts

🌿🌿

How would you know, unless you have deeply felt
How would you feel, unless you have deeply known
The present, a present from the past
The past could never present itself today
How would you know, what tomorrow looks like
Unless, today existed and paved way for tomorrow to live
In tandem the days
Never in each other’s way
Existing each day
Come what may

Hp doesn’t want to read
Post as you please
Hp doesn’t want to show its feed
The streams mostly go empty
Sometimes some words
Are seen
Rest they all go hiding
Under a rock
Or into unknown dreams
Waking to
The empty Hp stream

*I come here and I go
Catch me if you can
Says HP…
Every now and then it keeps doing this
Out of habit, I believe

It doesn’t feel good at all
Now, who is listening, are they…
It’s like speaking into a void

Makes me anxious
It has happened in the past
No mystery, it will happen again

I come here and I go
Catch me if you can
Says HP… that’s true
I believe in it

Be a part, don’t depart
No pain no gain
Says HP…
I come here and I go
Catch me if you can
Says HP….

H- Him and Her
U- u and me
M- make it everybody
A- And the world over, if they agree
N- No one’s sad, happy together

A woman that I Am
Boundless
I Know not Confines

Self Respect
Dignity And  Peace
Define my Core

Nevertheless
My Diamonds I Adore

Self Assured
Born Free
In Spirit And Mind

My Quiet
Quite a Solitude
Keeps me Company
Notwithstanding the Crowd

Don't get me Wrong
Oh ,well you got it Right
That's
Perfectly Imperfect
Me

A Woman that I Am
To Live and Love All
Is What I Believe
Isn't that Human
After All

Always
Running away from
Towards
————————-
It’s life
Human inertia
Stillness

Blurt out the truth
Left out of the crowd

Politically incorrect
Amend you must

The truth people speak to have each other’s back
And what they speak behind the back

Doesn’t the conscience get hurt
Or, that’s the only truth it knows

A manicured lie chips away
The spirit of truth cleanses the way

Hypocrisy is for real
Fake, it cant
Truth withstand
Ever evolving the virus
Some minds can never
Be vaccinated against

Ideas grew old
Many times retold
Refurbished

Designs on the web
The spider knew its craft
The fly well caught
Adorned as centre piece

Reroofed and rebuilt
The origins restored
Lotus grew manifold

Memories of the old pond
Settled in the wet mud
Sliding over the new lotus leaves

Everlasting the ideation
The ideas old, retold
Refurbished

Perceptions of you
People will have
Persevere self in character and strength

Possess thoughts
Positive emotions
Prosper in relations

Pause
Placid waters speak
Power recycle breathe
Pray


Party with friends

Path to peace

I feel
I write
I miss
I seek
Within
Whatever hides

The truth
The lies
The sweet
The bitter
Whatever manifests

The reason
Right
Or wrong
Leashed or otherwise
Has been present
Deep inside

The numbers
Roll And play
Dice
The words
I choose
Suffice

If I were a Rainbow
The children would run to me
Turning upside down, I would be an iridescent swing,
The children would mount my rainbow wing

Swaying high up in the starry skies ascending on the moon
The children do bunny jumps, counting stars till noon
Awestruck and desirous they pick a few
The colours pink purple orange magenta and blue

Swaying down to the flower garden
They would pick flowers from the boughs laden
Threading in a star and a flower into  an ornamental  garland
Adorned as neckpieces , running around ,making one happy land

If I were a Rainbow
I would dismember all the semicircles making one hula hoop
The children would gleefully twirl and sway into the  enormous loop

If I were a Rainbow
I would become one big ramp
The children would joyously roller skate  up and down
Lighting up the ramp

If I were a Rainbow
And all of these came true
I would turn upside down making one radiant smile across the sky
The children would happily smile back at me , waving me good bye

Feed the  Hungry
    Sate  the Senses
         That
Hunger becomes Luxury

I know it’s time
When the wells have risen
To the brim

I know it’s time
When the empty walls
Need happy frames

I know it’s time
When every blade of grass
Has turned to hay

I know it’s time
When alarms are asleep
You are alert awake

I know it’s time
To walk away to a distant place
The vibes are enough, no one speaks

I know it’s time
When your heart is heavy
Leaving you empty within

I know it’s time
To do everything, right
When you wish to begin

I know it’s time
When today sings fine
And tomorrow will too

I know it’s time
When happy is late, awaits the sun
Sad is all damp, gaining weight

I know
I know
I know
I understand and time will too....

We are all but
Images
In the eyes of others
perceived
In one’s own
believed
The truth
The lies
Dire
Premise
Fire and ice
Sugar and spice
Ingredients to life
Diluted
Created
Distilled
Images

Miraculously mysterious

The images in the eyes

Not a match for the one in mind

The visionary, sees through

Does Hurt get hurt
Bringing in Hurt...

Does Solitude
Finds a Place for itself in Solitude....

Does Misunderstanding
Ever befriends Understanding.....

Does Silence
Ever gets to speak for itself in Silence...

Do all Questions
Ever get to Answer Themselves....

The Indian black berries
Bitter sour, tad bit sweet
Humble fruit
Low in cost
Benefits high
Sold everywhere in the month of June

Bought it off from a vendor off the street
Especially sold these
Segregated in three baskets
Each priced as per the size, way too high from the market price
Quality not compromised

Does life treat you the same
Quality quantity, a few adjectives to name

I speak in syllables
I have known words
My vocabulary inert

The places I’ve visited and then left
Only to revisit to know more
The experience of the untouched untapped resource

For some it comes easy
Some struggle the ****
Pushing and pulling, the invisible doors

Then on a rainy day
Wait for the clouds while they pour
Filled with dreams of paddy fields
An experience of abundance
And some more

May I have the strength to pray for the wellness of all
And pray, that all the prayers be heard
Even if there are no prayers, the sufferings of all be gone
And be cured and healed
May we have the pleasure to meet and greet
May we all share the shores of sunshine
And dip our feet in the calm sea waves
And not be bothered about any other wave
May we all, be equal in the brand new day
and love be the binding force
Care and kindness, care for no race
May the march to peace, in every step be pieced together, spanned in time
Through the pace of life
Paved for the future infant steps
And not a soul be burdened by fears
Mortally aware
Such a day, for I truly pray
For one and all

🌿🌿🌿🌿

Grey danced with the white
Wind swept
They live in the same head

Loved and accepted
The changes as expected
Lived never defied

Forevers are true
And it truly remains with forever
As to what remains
Forever

On my way back home from an evening walk
I noticed ,as I always do
People
And what they do

A little boy with a bag of chips
Brought a smile on my lips
I did smile at him
He smiled back munching on his chips

Barely a few minutes apart
My son's friend riding pillion with his dad
Waved at him and he gestured back

A woman and her son holding hands
Taking an evening walk
The son my age or older than me , ageing mother some illness she had couldn't understand that
Felt blessed that we have people who do care.
Thanked the son in my heart .

Then,
A little girl and her mother , hands held
Walked past me
A feeling , I do relate
From ,
What  I had noticed
A few moments before, which made me a bit sad .

An old friend , a neighbour from yesteryears , she has twin sons .
I remember they were toddlers then .
One of them accompanied her
A handsome young man , Sure, he did not recognise me.

A little chat with my friend
And there , I reached home .

In silence or words
Neither a seeker
Nor an achiever
A dreamer a believer

Missed an opportunity
Lost that chance
Don’t lose hope, do the turtle dance

Dreams you may have many
It’s okay to not keep up with any
A beautiful one will keep you alive
One more chance, yet another day

Performance is an art
Beautiful in free will
Full of grace

To pressure cave in not
Make mistakes
Laugh it off with others

Life is no race
Every breath,
To be lived at a pace

Rise above your sorrow
Look forward
There shall be a better tomorrow

Be it setbacks or roller coaster falls
Forever be a well wisher of all

It’s ok if your thoughts don’t rhyme
With others
Remember
It’s the power of your thoughts
In silence or words
Be
The dreamer a believer

A leaf, a flower, the fruits
There is inspiration in the roots

Sun and moon in the sky
In circles they move as perceived from earth
In syzygy sometimes

Life depends on breath
Breathless without inspiration it seems

Dependent on life
Will inspiration survive
Come to fruition and thrive

Right from the Time of birth
The sounds of people around
The beauty in the nature
All sorts of things around
Inspire Us .
Shaping Us into Who we become.



One person who truly inspires Me

My 91 year old Grand Mother -in- Law
Ex - Principal of Junior Girls College

A Lady of Grit and Grace
Disciplined Organised and Prompt
She Never misses a Birthday Anniversary or any  Special Day
of anyone in the Family
Reminders , none on the  phone
Her Memory , 'As fit as a fiddle '

Still wants to partake of the daily household chores..

One person in the family , whom everyone wants to Emulate and Embrace.

*An Inspiration to one and all in the Family !!

We all love
Divided
In

Commonality

Profit
And
Loss
Interests

Fiery red,  rage free

Greens have gone into slumber

Hope and peace awaits

In the land of sunshine
Slanting palms, oceanic breeze
Brightly painted houses
And bougainvillea vines

Music is alive
Song and dance
Pristine beaches
Sunsets are divine

February is vibrant
Colours on the streets
Festoons and masks
Carnival time

🔆🎭🔆

It cast a shadow
Long and short
Sometimes stout
No it didn’t fall prey to none
It was the sun
As it shone its rays
On the cup
That stayed too long
Soaking, drying
The paints and coats
Applied
Layers over layers
The colours
In the cup
Now green
The money plant

Sometimes
I just don't understand
Whether is there any meaning in my living ...

Or
Am I just passing my days in this place ,
only as a tourist ...

And if so,
Is the  journey ever going to take me to an interesting destination ....

Then,
As the  journey proceeds
and takes  me to so  many interesting locations
It has dawned upon me

That,
The journey in itself  is so full of thrill and experience ...

Now,
Reaching the destination has just become a passing thought !!

Invisible the sting
Stinging the pain
Pained by the misery
Miserable they remain
Invisible

The words trickle down
Line after line, on the screen
Go invisible on the stream

Is it possible to become invisible
To one’s own eye too

Lost, not to be found
Yet within reach

Not casting a shadow
Yet getting blisters under the sun

Healing yet not feeling
Invisible could be fun

I respect myself
So do you

Age is just a number
We all know that

But still we respect
That’s how it is done

Better late than never
We learn
We have to that’s the norm

There are ways to win a war

No more fencing with you
I have crossed the fence

I lay my armour down
I respect the domain

In our heart of hearts
We knew
The boundaries were meant to be

I respect mine
My sanity I reclaim

Sometimes
It’s the quiet, of the calm
That quietly exists
With the rage, of the storm
Non displaces other

Forever
As, the dark of the night
Never replaces
The bright shining sun
Eternally, they live

Even in isolation
Be that island
That will be visited and revisited
For the diversity and enriched life
Own it never deny the  luminescence
Revitalise
Shine

The Moments
Happy and sad
Always the norm
Upheavals
Losing a loved one
Bonding in pain
Resilience in the storm
Togetherness reborn
Wordless moments
Speechless times
Memories old, relived and told
Happier, to the years lost
Is that all
The circus
Circle of life

✨

Soar to Awareness
Killing the sweet Innocence
Is Ignorance, Bliss

✨

Like a sweet fragrance
It lingers, the memories of your childhood and youth
Vague, some lost to the years
A few remain, un-erasable
Like a mark
An impression on your heart

A part of you that you forgot
A part of you erased
Relived again, even if for a few moments
As you meet friends from school
Recalling the times and some incidents  about each other
Even though fragmented, these memories and moments, like a treasure remain

Breathing light through stained glass, from the school Chappel that we visited
Felt divine and the memory transcends
Even closer to the heart, lest the present buries the past
A promise made to keep in touch
Until we meet again

It’s been a while
Since I have closely watched the birds
And heard their dawn chorus
It’s been a while since I have whiled away time in nature and be pleasantly charmed

It’s been a while since life has treated us
The way we wanted it to
Certain and happier
Well isn’t that asking for too much
Yes, it’s been a while
Uncertainty has kept everyone busy

It’s been a while, now
To get accustomed to what is irreversible
Finding solutions, to the ones that have
For amelioration

It's Christmas today
Time to rejoice with family
And friends
Unwrapping the gifts of love
precious the gems ,held dear
Joyous the moments
Bring in warmth and cheer

Children's stockings
Filled with gifts
Relishing plum cakes and candies
And delicious treats  
A twinkle in the eyes
And spirits bright
And a fun filled starry night*

MERRY CHRISTMAS DEAR ALL