feeling good

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and then

she buys a little home

has learned to do so much

on her own

honest

there are good days and bad days

to be happy

so many ways

and when life makes no sense

at the next turn

an important lesson

to learn

like moving on

and letting go

unleash

what life has in store

and then

she stands on her balcony

watching the evening sun

feeling good on her birthday

about all the years to come

 

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where did the years go?

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where did the years go

my little ones

if only we could go back in time

just once

when i looked into your eyes

and you played with my strands

when i touched your little fingers

and you grabbed my hands

when i kissed your cheeks

and you made many a baby sound

when over the years

we made many trips to the lost and found

when we played on the grass

and combed the beach for shells

when we threw pennies

into wishing wells

when we watched the fire glow

on a winter night

when we caught shadows

in candlelight

when we watched cartoons

and screamed at creatures imaginary

when you hugged me

and asked for another story

when we said i love you

over and over again

when we watched butterflies

and rainbows after the rain

and today…you drove me in your yellow car

got me my favourite ice cream cone and flowers

i count my many blessings

and happy hours

 

 

PS: Happy Mother’s Day!

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in a faraway place

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like petals

softly falling to the ground

you walk into my dream

make no sound

i look into your eyes

full of feeling

i look into the mirror 

deep with meaning

you smile

walk away

i wake up 

to another day 

in a faraway place

where there is no you

strangers ask

how do you do

i say

i am fine

i think 

i left my heart behind

 

 

Photo by Sobhana JM

summer rain

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the fragrance of tulsi 

overpowers these senses of mine

i close my eyes

slow time

the warm summer rain

kisses my face

as i stare at the gray and crimson skies

in a dizzy daze

i close my eyes

i hear the thunder

i open my eyes

where you are i wonder

i am here

ready to play 

the hide and seek game

your special way

catch a glimpse

of your pensive suntanned face

nothing is revealed

in your gaze

the cold mango nectar with a dash of cardamon

warms my heart and quenches my summer thirst

with you by my side

i never feel accursed

never together by choice

best to accept it is time to leave

time to say good-bye and carry on with our lives

be brave never deceive

regret not

the choices of yesterday

until next time stay well my friend

may peace be yours each day

when i have flowers

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the golden butter croissant 

warms up lazily in the old toaster

i look out of the window 

as i crush spices in my pestle and mortar

the black tea is ready

i get the blackberry spread

weekend  mornings 

always play with my head

i go down memory lane

remember the times when i sat on the warm bank of the river

staring at the worm moon 

my pretty flat feet in cold water

happy with friends

ice cream in hand

feeling like a rockstar

in some unknown band

the golden butter croissant 

and my black tea go cold

life is more than promising

when i have flowers and your hand to hold

 

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