Phases of a Woman's Life

As a bud she leaps out of the womb
To behold her first sunlight.
Encased with love and ready to delight-
The world with her tranquility.
She germinates with fragility & exquisitely
And blooms with redolent fragrance.
Nestled & rejoiced, reflects her vigilance;
Clandestinely she begets her inflammation
In her transformation from worm to butterfly,
Diluting her nonchalance with ameliorating pulchritude.
To pollinate she flies, aroma too encompassed
To dec her beehive with honey.
As a Queen Bee she infuses reverence
From her family with weapon of patience.
To cascade her love and sustain her maneuver of goodness,
Another angel debuts the Earth
From her womb to get her first sunshine!

"Individuality" Confiscated

Flight disabled for a duck;
Deciphers eagle is superior?
Or swimming refrained for eagle
Unravels the duck's eminence?
Water analogously domiciles fish and crane
Can the crane inhabit in a fish tank?
Or can the fish switch into amphibian?
Water, an indispensable part of life!
Should we all become aquatic then??
Engineering,a mania for blind people,
Magnet for herd mentality
And an insult for individuality!
B.E=Brain Extinction or Burden Endless!
Look at me!
I ain't a cub, but a cat!
Hold it!Should I discomfit??
Cubs cant mew,I can!!
Unique by purpose, not by size
Superior by nature,not physique.
[Want proof? Dare cuddling cubs!]
Every rain drop was once invisible moisture,
My potential is mere untapped treasure.
Or give me back my wings!
Let me fly in the unobstructed air
With nose high and workaholic pleasure!
Not as a monkey with garland,
But as an oviparous crow with stick
[A paltry looking tool]
To build my majestic nest!
Put me in my residence
I need to break my reticence
Not to grumble, not to sigh,
But out of the cage to freely fly!!

Ain't A Born Engineer..

Semaphores and virtual machines,
Software and programming aren't in my veins.
I ain't a couch potato or a vidiot,
To discomfit I ain't a born engineer!
Era of computers might roll
Realms of bullions might IT rule
"Pen is mightier than the sword"
Nothing can neutralise the power of words!
Wordsworth's nature romance enchants me,
Potter's fantasy world enthralls me.
Born to reach out for the skies,
I'm a literature buff
With the power to innovate my world
And lead everyone into my magic land.
Oh Frost! I hadn't taken,
"The Road Not Taken".
Lost in the maze,
I scamper through the darkness.
Light at the end of every tunnel?
Oh guiding light!
Shed thy radiance to cross the hurdle
And successfully herd the cats
Engendering to triumphantly execute my remits.

Seasons Of life

When I was berserk,
Imminent to let out a tantrum,
Billowed with uncanny conundrum,
The coronet of patience fortified me.
Triggered and tormented by ice queen
I let fate's snowflakes cover me.
Shivering in the doom of winter
It wasn’t cushy not to malevolent
The frost bites engendering snowflakes.
Indeed tis asinine to ambush the flakes.
Using the snow to build an Igloo
Was the cognizant decision to make
I let fate confiscate my voice
And kismet bequeath the verdict.
As the snow got thicker and thicker
My igloo got more and more potent.
I summoned God as the magistrate
As his sight is unfaltering n impeccable.
Nor did He dare breach my trust!
Under His igloo arms, snuggled I fearlessly,
Ignoring the awry of the weather.
Days faded away, seasons altered
The perfume of blossoms, blossomed me,
It was conspicuous I saw Spring.
Comprehended I, that seasons seldom stagnate
And that for the next winter I must equip.
Circumstances begets you versatile,
Trials spawn you valiant,
Only God permeates you thro’ everything.

Contended before death

It was a dark night. The atmosphere was still, noiseless. The day had been tiresome. I was out of fuel, tired and exhausted. I looked around, it was dense and dark. I was lost and homeless. I had lost all the energy, yet I had little hope that kept me moving. I was feeling very hungry. I kept moving up and down with a blurred vision. Amidst the dark, I spotted a dim light. Since my vision was blurred, I reckoned the light appeared dim to me. I had no idea of the distance, but the existence of a light only struck like a spark to my hope. Clueless of how long it would take me to get there, with great effort I made my way. As I kept nearing, the light seemed to become bigger and brighter. After all I was right!It was a residence!I peered in through the window. I just couldn't take my eyes off what I saw! It was a beautiful young lady! I conceived she was sweet. Her pinkish and glowing cheeks beckoned me.Contend brimmed me with the instinct that my journey had after all not been in vain. I cautiously entered her room, still with eyes fixed on what I saw. Without a second thought I hastened towards the lovely cheeks which beckoned me. In an excitement I gave her a love bite! She screamed! I hid under her bed. Her husband rushed, she complained him of what her senses told her. He looked around, but couldn't spot me. He whispered to her and left the room. I chuckled in victory. In joy, I set for a peaceful night's sleep under her bed. Suddenly I sensed an odour. It was a kind of smoke. I was suffocating. It was stimulating me to faint. I immediately turned towards the window sill. The windows were closed. I realised the horror of the situation. I knew what was happening. Although it was time for me to die, I was contended that I had my stomach filled before death. Like every other helpless mosquitoe, I let myself die in the smoke of the mosquito coil!

Freedom Fighters

Respite and resent, war and truce

Were the part and parcel of the great “Those”

Informidable grit, patience and elegance

Are footprints that we still reminisce.

Unity in diversity and the mosaic of cultures-

Are the lore and lessons we did infer

From the bottom up, to stoop and build

They paved the way for a nation developed

Air of freedom, soil of fraternity

Are the sweet fruits we reap

From the farmers of our nation called “Freedom Fighters”.

Amidst the nonchalance and hassle

Battling in strife for justice,

Our heroes waded through the foggy times.

Their memoirs could disappear into oblivion

But the fruit of their strife, still cascade to each progeny.

Reminiscing them in my journey of life,

Take I pleasure to say Jai Hind!!!

Mother

Pulchritude of tenderness, queen of patience
Is just not what mother has pertinence
She removes the nonchalance
By radiating her genial
Akin the Santa in the winter
And christmas amidst rigorous cold.
She basks her home sunshine
And decs the family with her smile.
Like hedgerows she repress
Although like rose she delights.
The princess is her world
Whose shaping she chores.
She donates her vigilance
From the fragile epoch
Till the mellow state of the child.
She fills the downstream of heart
With the waterfall of her love
And nurtures her children with ineffable love
The ray of her nobility
Could change even the incorrigible
And incredibly erase the indelible.
With the might of love and awe of fervor
She marks the path to move mountains.
A teacher, lover and friend in just one soul!
God's messenger to deliver a soul
Into the planet earth and execute his remit
Of taking care of his new creation efficaciously,
She is the ruler of world and heaven!
A tribute to all angels of earth - "mothers"!