Beads of Joy

Passed another day

With usual joy and gay

To home we return

Full travel worn

Enjoying the ride in our pace

I see your grinning face

Outside a little dark

On your face, a wider smirk

There comes a snowy square box

A cute voice says “Mamma, unbox”

My eyes protruded in astoundment

Staring at it in amazement

A pink string, sparkling

And the gems, scintillating

So overwhelmed

Startled and stunned!

Oh my soul-bird

I am so stirred!

Fountain of our life

Keeps rolling; in the afterlife

Midst of everything

Our love proceeds, unending

The oneness, which the world has no clue

Let’s forget ourselves in this unknown hue….!!


The hustle and bustle in your life
Seems so creepy at times
Makes you wonder, is it all for a purpose?
Or just to teach some lessons?
Whichever it may be,
We have to take it, on the chin!
Life constantly keeps us in its spell
Shooting an array of Why? For this? Oh No! …
Sometimes those lost moments
Seem to test the limits of your soul!
Well, these poignant seconds are counted
And make you open your heart and eyes
Beneath lies the traces of fear
But cross the road…With a Smile!
Have faith and persevere,
Yes, whatever you are in pursuit of
Is swaying in the shadows
In wait of the apt moment to show up!
Though unfair at first,
Bit by bit, you see a new reflection
Quashing those obstacles
With your strength of will;
Which you never realized you have, yet!
So you let the cards unfold
Let your story be shown
Keep your head up, you always deserve to
Soon you will be wearing the crown!!


The testing of the tenacity;

Ain’t a great phase to pass by!

The tremors felt to the fullest

The hurricane of bewildering emotions

Inside her head they rush out

No recess just gush of thoughts

It’s all tangled and tortuous

Some distractions seem so calm

And silence seems too noisy

Vicious whirlwind in her head

Could be a severe weather on her way forward

Amidst all these stormy weather

All see the moon on her face

For she remains unmoved

Though, that ain’t effortless

All geared up to surf the tide of time

Holding her wingman stronger than ever

Rest, relax, restrain…..

Regained it all, she!

For she knows the power of tolerance is impeccable

And the fruit of perseverance is sweet and imperishable

Waiting and appreciating the game of life

For she knows at the end she’ll win

When she thought she almost lost the game

Nothing is constant; so is this moment

Hang on to that gift called faith

Which will weather all the storms

And every storm is followed by a rainbow

The bow of vibrance which tints her sky with gleams of colours!!