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A thousand thoughts

A thousand hundred thoughts, Why though am born here to be, What gravest wrong have i done, What more could I have done better. Overwhelmingly flooded by them Each fighting and wanting a place, For itself in this tiny, squeeze mind, Drown in all that's messy and chaotic. While rest is all I search and dreamt, Those that keep me awake all night, If I could place a lid and toss them, Far off to a place I'd never wander.

if the bell were to toll

Let it be before my bones crumble, By weight of my own body. Let it be while memories still fresh, Of good times, high and low. Let it be before offspring came, For what a father less child would be. Let it be while my siblings could, Take good care of parents Dear. Let it be before I get bedridden, For what is living without a life. Let it while part of me is still fresh, That part of me could be donated. In that my parting shall not be waste That I may find comfort that all, Is not lost and made to decay.

She is .........

That special one who I dearly love, A trusted confidant, her father delight. Legacy of her mother grace and strength Beaming across in her walk of life. Her desire known, she awaits patiently. Firm and assertive, she stands her ground. Swayed not by flattery, nor woed in vain. An epitome of what a person should be. A woman of respect, a well earned one, By merits of her action and virtue alone. Adorned in sunglass, her confidence worn Her inner strength shine on her face. Numbers,formula, theorem, she's at ease Teaching the essence of maths, she Excel Yet more than this, a guide and a mentor Her life presence, a guiding light beacon Funny and jolly, a rare sight to behold, Not a pretense but of her inner nature. Not the fairest, yet her presence profound Her essence felt, a force to reckoned with. Neither the validation nor applause of crowd, But her own virtue and noble aim, she seeks Of devotion and duty, to her Saviour dear Her hope lies, the reward of life hereafter. And amidst...