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Can someone answer her please.....

A Girl child's question..  WHERE DO I BELONG?

Fathers, temporarily their daughters keep ; they really to their husbands home belong.

A second-citizen she is, who with her family of birth, won't be staying too long.

But alas it is she who dearly loves them, having emotional attachments strong.

Strangely after marriage, husbands call her paternal home as her home.

Making sure, claims she does not any rights, on his home.

Confused totally now she is, where does she belong ; which is her real home.

After years many of toil, thinks she, she has now settled in her own abode
When suddenly daughters in law, and her own sons her wounds erode ;

They wish to leave her in a home for the aged ; may be  not really on the road!!!

Armin Dutia Motashaw
BREED RIGHT

Instead of breeding children, into them, hatred we breed

Instead of unity n integrity, of discord sow we, many a seed

Imagine, seriously think, where will all this, us n them lead (to)

Instead of following the footsteps of ancestors, who fire with respect did feed

We into gen next, bad examples set, isn't this shameful indeed!

Every Parsi, rich n poor, unite should; because useless is a single bead

Form let us, a STRING of PEARLS, n towards prosperity, our children lead.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
START WINDING UP

Time to return home, said the little voice within, start winding up.

Oh thought I, why am I so late ! stop I must the overflowing cup

So there we go ! said I, to myself, "let's seriously start winding up".

But easy it wasn't; I loved all the things that came popping up!

Which ones do I get rid of? Oh ! felt I now, like a silly puzzled pup.

This is from my college days, n this one, on a trip, I had picked up.

Ah !  and this one, my wonderful, honeymoon memories brings up

Decided I to hang on for a while; I just now can't anything easily give up

It suddenly felt silly, that all life, collected I articles cute, only to wind up !

Then I requested my little voice, let me happy be, I need to cheer up !

Why worry now; when I die, all this I will automatically n most willingly give up

So now, for the moment, postponed I have, to things wind up;

Live I will, a life full of memories fond n good; enjoy it all; n not wind up.

Ready I am for departure any minute, need there is not, at this moment, to wind up.

Armin Dutia Motashaw.
People don't normally care about who you actually are

They check how useful in their lives, to them, you are

To people most, your money, chair and position matter;

If useful to them you are, invitations to you, they scatter.

In your good books to be, try they will, their very best;

Putting you upon a pedestal high, up on a high crest.

Once their job is done, away they move from you; far away

It is entirely commercial; motive based, how long in their life, you stay.

Often after retirement, useless you are to them; merely garbage;

Insult you they may, or sarcastic be; or even show their outrage.

Outcasted you are, or royally ignored; this may hurt you no end

Remember dear readers, you will such  people meet, at every bend.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
મારી મા નું આંચલ

કેવી મીઠી નીંદર આવતી હતી મને, ઓ મા, તારા ખોળે, તારા આંચલમાં

દુનિયાની મને કોઈ પરવાહ કે ફિકર ન હતી, તારા પ્રેમાળ આંચલમાં

તારો સુરીલો કંઠ સુવડાવતો હતો મને, ગાયી લોરી, મીઠી મમતા હતી એ કંઠમાં

મારુ નામ પુકારતી, ત્યારે ટહુકો હતો કોયલ જેવો મીઠો, તારા સુરીલા કંઠમાં

ખવડાવતી પ્રેમથી, તારા હાથનો સ્વાદ હજી હું વાગોલું છું મનમાં મારા

હૂંફ હતી તારા હાથની બેશુમાર; દિવસ રાત આર્શીવાદ આપતા એ, માથે મારા

આંચલ તારું, લાગે વહાલું મને, પ્રેમથી ભરપૂર, તારો સુવાસ છુપાયો છે એમાં

ઘરની હર નાની મોટી ચીજ યાદ અપાવે તારી, જાણે વસી હોય તું એમાં.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
Of no one's misery, be ever I should, a cause.

May I, about this deeply think, taking a pause.

Lord kind, happiness unto others, through me spread.

At least an infectious smile I can give, if I offer cannot bread.

Remember this fact I must all the time, all the way;

That a deed good, with both receiver n doer always does stay.

If cause I misery to another, I too won't be able to keep it at bay.

Sometimes, somewhere I will, it's consequences have to pay.

My actions good, tiny can be, but positive they must stay.

Pain someone's lessen must; each word, that I say.

Grant unto me a boon,o Ahura, soothing should be every word, I say.

As per Karma, help me, to the universe, to my debt repay.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
EASY WAY OUT

Indeed easy it is, for us, to take the easy way out;

Right it is not, to take this easy route; don't you ever this doubt.

Easy it is to slip down in these times bad, specially during a crisis

Even more so, in today's world, filled with so many ugly vices.

Where many flourish, even when they evil & the devil follow

When justice doesn't prevail; & injustice with salt we have to swallow;

Slip then people down; because easy it is, to that easy way take.

O Ahura, hellp us to the correct path take & our way to Heaven make.

Armin Dutia Motashaw
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