The Letters In My Name

Each year, the week before the start of my school term
mum and I would collect new books
Oh! how exciting it was returning home
getting ready for the ritual that would follow

Sitting on the floor strewn with books, brown paper,
scissors and glue, we would spend hours
covering and labeling books one after the other.
I would sit patiently for you to finish
and when you finally wrote my name on each book,
I would admire your meticulous hand letter by letter
For Daddy, my name looked best when you wrote it!

Not That Day

They stumble and falter, then prod and push,
amble and jostle, my words then gallop in a parade as I sit by
Tirelessly they march on - dreaming and dancing
O those delightful episodes! When all I can do with contentment is sigh
Poised for the deluge I sit waiting in my cozy nook
But today is not that day and the page is empty in my book

The vibrant emerald hues or the memories of the rain
The smell of a fresh summer lily
The flashes of joy or that long forgotten pain-
all old friends who take me through my page. Today they stare at me nonchalantly
Poised for the deluge I sit waiting in my cozy nook
But today is not that day and the page is empty in my book

A Million Hues of Blue

Sun rays dancing off a painting in blue etched on glass,

washed my world away in a million happy hues of blue

Singing and dancing

blue jays and peacocks,

Cerulean oceans and icy blue lakes,

From near and far

Egyptian blues and Prussian hues

from Cambridge and Carolina too,

Gems dipped in azure skies

sapphires and turquoise

treasures and trinkets,

Garlands of periwinkle

iris and cornflower,

An indigo bridging the heavens and the earth.

A color of the mood?

Oh no! I don't think so

For when I think of blue

its happy, bright and true

Sun rays dancing off a painting in blue etched on glass,

washed my world away in a million happy hues of blue

The Monsoon Memoirs

I remember the anticipation of the monsoon

My small world waiting for the rains

The respite it brought to the dusty roads

And sweltering summer heat

The welcome sheets of gray shielding the sun

I remember the downpours during the summer holidays

Making paper boats for the gutters

Leaning out the window feeling the spray on my face

My mother calling out to me 

Handing me a bowl of hot spicy peanuts

I remember how the sea looked in the rain

Giant waves taunting the skies

The wild wind sweeping the rain

I still have not forgotten

How the rain and sea became one 

I  remember the walks in the rain

A tree under which I stood

The emerald rain drops dripping from the leaves

The sparkling eyes of a boy I loved
Who walked with me twice in the rain

Sunny Blue Skies

Gray evening skies 

The end of a cloudy day

Growing dimmer by the minute

Nothing to look forward to 

But the anguish of the night

The run of fortune

Rolling thunder fills the night

Skies aglow with lightning

The anticipation of the parched plains

To drink in the rain

A rainy night surrounds me

The touch of rain on my face

Puts a smile on my lips

My cares washing away in the downpour

I dissolve in the bliss

The night is nearly done

The gray gloom of the the evening past

Now a fading memory

A new day beckons

Bright sunny blue skies is all I see

The Pourings of a Contented Heart

The tears rolling down my cheek
Are no mere salty drops of water
They are not the dreams - unanswered
which would cause me to shatter

They are not the ashes from the flames
of my shadowed experiences of the past,
Nor are they my forgotten dreams -
Long since I have lost contact

They are the pearls of love
The pouring of a contented heart:
Look through my eyes, the ocean-
You will get the treasure hunt.

They are the radiant smiles in disguise,
If you like, better explore;
'Why do dew drops fall at night?'
Think a while and try to implore.

I found these verses from a long time ago...

The Wednesday Whim

March is here, bringing with it a much awaited spring. Then follow thoughts of summer. Bright sunny days, lazy summer afternoons, the gentle evening breeze and warm balmy nights. No wonder they say summer is  the most romantic of seasons. And for no rhyme or reason I though of this, well....you could almost call it a poem. Slightly romantic, slightly cheesy, here's the whimsical song of a Wednesday

He Loves You...

He loves you for the noise you make,

He loves you for the silent nights,

He loves your contemptuous rudeness,

He loves your admiration for him,

He loves you for being you.

 

He loves you for the order you bring to his life,

He loves you for the chaos that ensues,

He loves  your shameless lethargy,

He loves your avid love of life,

He loves you  for being you.

He loves you till your toes curl up,

He loves you straight and right,

He loves your annoying monotony,

He loves your enchanting unconventionality,

He loves you for being you.

He loves you for making his life a living hell,

He loves you for the joy you bring to his being,

Love him back just the way he loves you and then some more,

Love him for being there and being him.

Here are some of the Wednesday blogs I said I'd look for :

http://womenswednesdayweblink.blogspot.com/

http://www.wordlesswednesday.com/

http://waterywednesday.blogspot.com/

http://flutterbywednesdays.blogspot.com/

Yet Again

Searching for the silence that surrounds me in the sea of voices

The calmness that engulfed me amidst the thousand cacophonous happenings of the world

Reminiscing the tranquility and serenity of the salty ocean breeze, I search for it now

Hither and thither, now and forever, searching, hoping and praying  to find it yet again

Existing in a place where my mind is at peace, one with the universe, one with myself, one with you

Defeating the stresses of everyday existence and savoring the victories of togetherness

Reliving the calmness and simplicity of a single rainy day,  I yearn for it now

Above and below, yesterday and tomorrow, exploring, aspiring and imploring to find it yet again

Tranquility for eternity, impossible but ever achievable, so near yet so far

Lost in my words, I reach the perfect place, the memories of the ocean, the rain, the thunder and the lightning

The warm embrace surrounding me on lonely nights, the calm that takes over my body, I cherish it now

Here and now, washing away in these reflections, grateful for my life, I feel the harmony and revel in it yet again.