Showing posts with label FeelingPoetic. Show all posts
Showing posts with label FeelingPoetic. Show all posts

Saturday, August 28, 2021

The one with-Skipper, Mate and Fate

 

    Pic Source: They, You and Me WordPress


All the world's a reality TV.

All men n women merely "khatron k khiladi".


Seemingly doing what the heart desires,

Seemingly going with the flow, 

Struggling and sinking in mire though. 


Knowing that's not what He desires,

Knowing that's against the flow,

Neglecting n denying the gift of living H2O. 


Satan the entertainer, tempter n accuser, 

Slyly attacks the players sans shame,

Seducing 'em to grumble n crumble for fame. 


God the creator, sustainer n redeemer, 

Gladly calls the players by name, 

Guiding 'em to realize n rise for reclaim. 


Our iotic-myopic mind n vision can't fathom, 

O! who can serve both God n Mammon boy? 

Our daring act sows chaos n pseudo-joy.


His endless-selfless love echo in the Kingdom,

Hallelujah! Who else can vanquish evil's ploy? 

His loving pact sows peace n bonafide joy. 


Fire or life, there is certainty in eternity,

Fix your gaze on Him to fix your fate, 

Fervor-love fearful-awe can, our life reinstate.


Lest He asks- What 've I done to burden you?

Lest He says- You lawless, I never knew you.,

Leaving us on the other side of the Gate,

Let's level up n choose a true Skipper mate!




PS:  Am no Shakespeare or trying to be one. Love his creativity though.

Am no Prophet or trying to be one. Rever HIM and HIS creation more!

Friday, June 24, 2011

Prayers of an XX



Dear Lord, umm… I don’t know who you are
But I’m quite sure you got some super power
I heard Mum pray to you the other day.
Can you hear me what I’m trying to say???

If you really can, then would you please listen up?
It’s warm but so dark in here; could you please light it up?

I heard my Dad say to my Mom one scary night,
The same thing that made mom n granny fight.
There was stark silence in the room for a while
Then surprisingly Mom asked “when do we file”?
I really am scared dear Lord, What did I do wrong?
I don’t remember asking my parents even for a Song!

Why is it that my parents don't want me to see the sun?
Is it simply coz' m daughter and not the Son? 
Why is it that my granny and mom both wanna give me up?
Aren't they both like me, with the same chromosome make up? 
Why does everyone feel I would be a burden at home and society?
Doesn't it seem that the system is biased and gone faulty?

I promise to be the best in whatever they ask me to do
I promise to really take care of them every time I can do
I promise to hold all my mighty brother(s) dear and near
I promise to keep myself away ‘n everyone‘s way clear
I promise to stick to my monetary budget if given any
I promise to earn n share plenty of fair n square money

Dear Lord, umm… I don’t know who you are
But I’m quite sure you got some super power
I heard Mum pray to you the other day.
Can you hear me what I’m trying to say???

If you can, will you please oh please talk to my Mother?
It’s really isn’t fair, to “kill” me n give "birth" ONLY to Brother!
                                
                                                                                  

An ode to all the 8 Million girls who reportedly died  last year due to selective child birth.... may God forgive and provide us with wisdom to combat the evil

Friday, January 14, 2011

THE ATTEMPT......


There I was standing on the highest rock,
the rock, that stood like cherry on top.
I bent a little forward to assess the impact,
the impact, that would instantly end my entire act.
Memories of the past flashed before my eyes,
my eyes could now see all the truth n lies.

Crawling on my fours I raced my chuk-chuk train;
The train sure won and made my knees pain.
Clapping with glee I hugged my little smiling red boy
Oh Boy! How did Daddy know I wanted the same toy?
For me the School was simply a place to have fun;
Only fun and incomplete Notes made Mummy run.

As I grew up, my entire world belonged to my friend(s)
The friends without whom I thought the world would end
Birthdays came and went, and before I knew I turned 18
This 18 -a magic figure with spl. Powers was quite mean
It seemed like I plunged into some cobweb and got stuck
Oh! Stuck I was for transition from a girl to a woman is no luck

Years hence, I saw him in the eye and wanted to ask why?
Why does he often find joy in making me cry?
I loved him like I never loved anyone before
And before I knew he left my heart broken n sore
I wept and wept and wept for we were broken up
Oh! Heart broken I was and desperate for something to cheer me up

There I was standing on the highest rock
The rock that stood like cherry on top
My eyes were now filled with pain n tears of blood
The blood which in next few seconds look like a flood
I closed my eyes and took a deep-deep breath slow
The breath that certainly would be my last one so

Just then I felt something gushed against my body
My body felt a jolt, I opened my eyes n there was nobody
I again bent a little forward to assess the impact
The impact that would instantly end my entire act
I realized if I execute what I was gonna attempt
The attempt will no longer be just an attempt

The train won ‘coz it had wheels and I just crawled
I crawled, I did not try to walk or run and just brawled
Daddy knew it all ‘coz he did know what I wanted
I wanted it badly and I got what I wanted
Mummy would run ‘coz she did care my future
My future thus should credit her for the nurture

I sure made new friends but I also lost few
Few I lost, their feelings for me I didn’t knew
The transition from a girl to a woman was not an easy labour 
Labour it was ‘coz solids have to melt first to become free vapour
My love left me shaken with silence at his opportune
Opportune its is for him 'coz  his life I began to importune

My heart sure sank a little n a chill went up my spine
The spine now erect, body mind n soul now fine
Having learnt my lessons the hard way and growing stronger
The stronger I believed that I gotta live a little longer
To correct my flaws and reciprocate love to my family n friends
Friends without whom I thought this world would end

There I was standing on the highest rock
The rock that stood like cherry on top
I breathed the air one more time to fill my lungs full
Full with inspiration I turned around n walked back home cool..

Wednesday, July 28, 2010

Life's Little Questions....

All seems pretty dark ahead... 
Is it the lights over my head... 
or my eyes, that have gone bad???

“Children are the incarnation of God” they say...
Then why is my birth a problem??
“Play all while you can @ this age” they say
Then why is my incomplete notebook a problem??
“@ 10 you are just a kid! “ they say...
Then why is my goofy nature a problem??
“@ 10 you are mature enough” they say...
Then why is my intervention in their matter a problem??


“Not all are equally blessed “ they say...
Then why is my 2nd rank a problem??
“Getting into a medical college is tough” they say...
Then why is my miss @ it a problem??
“Make an identity of your own” they say...
Then why is my viewpoint a problem??
“Make friends and socialize” they say...
Then why is my social circle a problem??


“Love all around you” they say...
Then why is my love for one a problem??
“God helps those who help themselves” they say...
Then why is my selfishness a problem??

“Told or untold, life=expectation” they say...
Then why is my expectation from one a problem??
“Follow your dreams, live by your passion” they say...
Then why is my priority of life a problem??

All seems pretty dark ahead... 
Is it the lights over my head... 
or my eyes, that have gone bad???