Monday, February 8, 2010

A Morning View

This morning at 5 am

While I sat in my garden

And read the morning newspaper

I watched two Parrots’s perched on

A drumstick tree,

Swaying on the branches, chirping away

And enjoying, the fruit of the tree.



Below the tree stood two little kittens

Dreaming of attacking the birds

Little do they know that should they even

Dare to go close to them they would be attacked

For, their beaks are sharp and a piece of

flesh they could lose in the bargain.

Then came the mother cat out of no where

And jumped on the branch,

To try to reach for the Parrots’

Alas she fell with a thud and the birds

Flew away!

Leaving the the cat and her kittens staring in dismay!

A Morning View

This morning at 5 am

While I sat in my garden

And read the morning newspaper

I watched two Parrots’s perched on

A drumstick tree,

Swaying on the branches, chirping away

And enjoying, the fruit of the tree.



Below the tree stood two little kittens

Dreaming of attacking the birds

Little do they know that should they even

Dare to go close to them they would be attacked

For, their beaks are sharp and a piece of

flesh they could lose in the bargain.

Then came the mother cat out of no where

And jumped on the branch,

To try to reach for the Parrots’

Alas she fell with a thud and the birds

Flew away!

Leaving the the cat and her kittens staring in dismay!

The Desert Life

From my window I see the big desert,

That seems so quite, then all of a sudden

I hear a hissing and swooshing sound

The desert sand blows across my window

Blowing sand all over and making the air thick with dust.



In a distant I see a camel walk by

not bothered of the blowing sand

for he is used to it, living in the desert.



I decide to take a walk across the desert

As it seems so welcoming

With the sand dunes all around

The sand seems to flow like a river,

My feet sink into the sand,

Leaving big footprints,

But when I turn back I see no foot prints in the sand

For it’s gone with the wind.



I see a caravan approaching,

I stand by to watch them

When they see me they give me a smile

Their camels are laden with goods to be traded

Across the borders that join the deserts and the cities.



As I walk further I spot an Oasis and see Camels

quenching their thirst from it

Tents are pitched and there are some families

Sitting besides the oasis, and chatting,

smoking the Hukka and sipping Kava (Black Arabic coffee)

Two little children playing in the sand

They seemed so calm and relaxed



As it was getting late, I headed back.

And realize that this is life in the Desert.

Am I dying in his Silence

Silence is a sure killer

For your silence kills

Kills me slowly and softly

Your silence is like a song

Sung silently but killing me at the same time.

I hear a song in the quiet of the room

and in the still of the air

A song of our love

A song of our life

Every word in it

Has so much meaning and pain

I hear you singing that song

So soulfully, but hurting me at the same.

In silence I bear the pain

As Life goes by

The colorful past seems all over

A new day is born

And a new life has begun

Sometimes I crave to just

A hear a few words from you

But you just seem to ignore me

And pretend like I was not there

Like a few drops of water

that quench my thirst

So do I miss a few words from you.

Yes, I miss you

For your silence is killing

And I am waiting

For a few words

To show me a sunny day

Or even a rainbow in the sky.

Am I dying in his Silence

Silence is a sure killer

For your silence kills

Kills me slowly and softly

Your silence is like a song

Sung silently but killing me at the same time.

I hear a song in the quiet of the room

and in the still of the air

A song of our love

A song of our life

Every word in it

Has so much meaning and pain

I hear you singing that song

So soulfully, but hurting me at the same.

In silence I bear the pain

As Life goes by

The colorful past seems all over

A new day is born

And a new life has begun

Sometimes I crave to just

A hear a few words from you

But you just seem to ignore me

And pretend like I was not there

Like a few drops of water

that quench my thirst

So do I miss a few words from you.

Yes, I miss you

For your silence is killing

And I am waiting

For a few words

To show me a sunny day

Or even a rainbow in the sky.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

To my Dad

Today 24 years ago I remember you dad,

A sweet memory of you I have

It was a day before my birthday

And I was waiting for your call



That day the weather seemed gloomy and sad

And I wondered why

I was excited for it was my birthday the next day,

And new red dress I had brought



All of sudden there was a down pour of rain

Which lasted only five minutes and

Then there was sun shine again

What a funny weather I thought

But that kept me thinking

For on my way to college I was,

And it wetted my dress



From college I returned a little late

Hoping to receive your call



I was too shocked for the call

I got was not that from you to say Happy Birthday

But a call from my aunt

To say, that you had passed away.



Alas it was too late for,

You had left me alone in this world

And had gone to live in a better place

to another world alone.



May your soul rest in peace dearest dad

After all these years this poem to you

I dedicate

May you rest peacefully in that world of yours

And to thee I pray may you always guard and protect me,

against all evils and bad of this world.

Sunday, September 7, 2008

Your Picture

T’was that day

Time flew by for us,

We went in different ways,

We spoke from time to time

And kept in touch on email

But we had never seen each other after that unfateful day.



Today after 20 odd years I see a picture of you,

A tear comes to my eyes

My heart is filled with emotions

And all the past memories came alive



I turned cold and stood still staring at the picture in my hand

You had changed so much from what I had seen,

You look so sad and laden with life’s burdens

And no smile on your face



I just keep staring at the picture

And wondering if it is really you?

Its funny how my mind is disturbed

And memories of you keep flooding back to me

For my heart still yearns for you

You were my first love then,

And nothing could stop me from loving you



I missed you yesterday

I missed you today

And always will as long as we are apart.