To: Dear "Ammie"

Probably, I, would have seen
a sensation of reality, when
opened my eyes in a new birth
In a new role, thanks to god.

My mother, my “ammie”
My inspirational legend.
Holding uncomfortabilities on her
aging back…with a compromise…
Of thoughts….of her high flights….and
Of course…of her dreams.

She holds my hands, and gives me…
Her feet to stand upto this world.
And gave me eyes to look upon…
the “sky of challenges”.

Her lap is my pilgrimage.
Want to visit everyday, but…
Too grown up to do so.

I’m a leaf bounded to the tree of time
Oscillating to and fro….
She is a tear….
Cemented on the cheek of time.

Portrait Of Life

 

I am a firefly to outshine the stars

and I ain’t belong anymore to jars

Entitled to enlighten the fears of dark

I will cross the darkest of the paths

I just want to be who I am;….now… see;

Rediscovering is done, and this is me!

Hope was my fear ,trust was my friend

But  the equation changed in a long  run

With the broken wings I took a flight

And landing in agony was not so right

I just want to be who I am;….now… see;

Rediscovering is done, and this is me!

The wince is replaced by strongest zeal

Memories will be zapped by time’s heal

Life is a zing with the whiff of whims

Still  Humming a song zenith all the sins

I just want to be who I am;….now… see;

Rediscovering is done, and this is me!

The fire in me is the light for me

And now I surely know my destiny

With open wings I am ready to fly

Underneath the dark shade of grey sky

I just want to be who I am;….now… see;

Rediscovering is done, and this is me!