I gotta tell you something!
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Avani -my daughter
"You were as pink as rose, tiny was your nose,
black were your eyes, hair was soft silky and nice
cute little hands and small were you
oh! my little angel world welcome you!
Sunday, February 14, 2010
my valentine
this-the most special valentine,
first after marriage with my beloved
it was so special they way he showed
entering home from the entrance
just at the first glance,
silently, he managed to share
the most beautiful bunch, of "yellow flower" :)
Labels: first valentinen's day, valentine 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
still in womb
while pampering her big tummy
lying upside down, I try to streach
my head and toe,little more
I could listen to her voice,
but just cant react to any noise
my heart is beating loud
and dad loves to feel that sound
I could sense the sunshine out
I kick hard,
when i want my presence felt
body and brain are now perfectly fine,
just the skin needs,
to be given little more shine
two months more, m still to grow
little more chubby in my mumma's womb
Monday, February 1, 2010
YST
has scribbled a dream over sand,
not sure which path is correct to be followed
but very much sure how the things has to be called
soar high is the motive,
something of her own is the priority
excited to reach, patient to know
sky is the extent..
...till there she wants to grow
Saturday, January 23, 2010
I cant explain!
its growing inch by inch under my fin
whether he or she,I dont know what to name
but many stories mind has started to frame
lovely is the feeling, strange is the pain
"what's being mother?", just 'words' cant explain !
Wednesday, May 6, 2009
Whisper of the silence
raising the skies above
above the sight of my eyes
a single part of the soil
mingled to make them "watery"
Friday, January 23, 2009
A New Beginning
This was her answer to a friend's question, the same person has pointed out the change and wants to know how this definition has changed in the span of last two years.
Yes, last 24 months were short enough to realize what all happened and made her a totally different person.Now, the same girl is
"Not left with the time for the canvas, things are beyond expressing through poems,threading the dreams into colourful life, filled with patience to think and understand the things before reaction, like to share life, love to live for him... in short m not a girl, not yet a woman but with the same smile to make my dreamworld a REALITY"