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September 8, 2021

 

BROKEN PROMISES

 

Each time you made a promise

Anticipation took me to a world

Of expectation, a world of hope

Where wishes came true

And dreams became real

Where there was always something

To look forward to…..

 

Passing time……frequent reminders….

But never happening….

Just putting me off….

With more words….more hope…

Saying the right things

At the right time

Without meaning them…..

 

Yet I clung on….finding excuses…

Wanting to believe you…

But unable to….as the distance

Between your words and your actions

Kept growing….and I realized

What is important to me

Is not as important to you…..

 

I heard the noiseless tinkling

Of my illusions shattering

Destroying my faith in your promises

Hurting badly….and finally letting go

Of my trust in your empty words….

Afraid to hope…..afraid to believe

In your words anymore….




July 27, 2021

Old Songs

The feeling of nostalgia
On hearing old songs
Teasing the heart
Into remembering…
An era long gone
But not forgotten..
Buried under a heap
Of new memories
And experiences…
Struggling to surface
Evoking recollections
Of an age of innocence
Freedom and harmony..
Lost… yet appearing
Within reach
Happy…. Yet tinged
With sadness..
Seeming like
Another lifetime…
Another existence….
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A Poetic Recipe


On a street corner
At the end of a day
Eating an omelette
The "thattukada" way....
Watching it happen
Is also a treat
Pure visual stimulus
Before you actually eat.....
Breaking an egg
Into a glass
Beating with a spoon,
Forming a frothy mass...
Chopped onion, chillies
And some coriander too
A dash of pepper and salt
To see you through....
Poured on a "tava"
Greasy and hot
Spread out evenly
Like a work of art....
Sizzling and simmering
The smell wafting up
A flick of the wrist
And it is done....
Served on a plate
A steamy delight
You savour the aroma
Before your first bite.....
Spicy and fluffy
Looking so tempting
You can wait no longer
But tuck right in....
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October 24, 2020

After the rain.....


Waking up after the rain

to a glorious, wonderful day

stretching and smiling to itself…

with patches of sunshine

between darker, cooler shadows


A newly washed sky

hung out to dry

glowing a brilliant blue…

White clouds…like curtains

billowing in the breeze


The leaves shining

clean and sparkling green…

glowing with a radiance

giving a luminous tinge

to the surroundings….


The sun beaming down

breaking into sparkles

shining in every puddle

reflecting rainbows

dazzling the eyes


Raindrops swinging on

electric and telephone wires

glittering like jewels…

basking in the sun

reluctant to let go….


A day full of magic,

hope and possibilities

A chance to celebrate

the beauty around

and life in all its glory….


July 18, 2020

ALONE






We are born alone
And we die
Alone….

We make our choices
And shape our future
Alone…

We take decisions
And make up our mind
Alone….

We face challenges
And fight our battles
Alone…..

We seize our chances
And follow our heart
Alone…..

We make mistakes
And learn from them
Alone….

We accept life
And come to terms with it
Alone…

We let go of expectations
And pursue our dreams
Alone….

We make compromises
And find our happiness
Alone…

We may not be lonely
But we are always
Alone….





July 1, 2020

IT’S A DOG’S LIFE…..


 This little bundle became a part of our lives eight years ago.....

Alfie Kurup, love and cherish you....



Wagging his tail joyfully
He greets me at the doorstep
with undisguised pleasure
Making me feel so welcome...

At least there was someone
Genuinely pleased to see me
And not ashamed to show it….

Yet all he wants is…….
A friendly pat
A kindly hug
And a loving look…….

All so easy to give
Yet so rarely given…….

His little heart overflowing
With unconditional love...
His soft, melting eyes
Speaking innumerable languages
His silent acceptance of things
Inspite of changes and turmoils…….

Tied up at intervals
According to our whims
Waiting to be taken out
Whenever we have time
His freedom restricted
To suit our fancies……..

Does he miss his family?
Does he feel homesick?
Does he know of God?
Does he have a religion?
Does he wonder at the world?
Does he think of Death?
Does he have dreams of his own?

Or does he just sit and watch
Life passing by in front of him………

Taking each day as it comes………?


March 22, 2018

Moving out


As I move out of your life

Into my own….all that remains

A rumpled bedcover….


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The Eternal Question



Life's full of questions
As we ponder its meaning..
and purpose....

We go through the motions
of living...or what we consider
to be living....
with a beginning and
a definite end...
the presence of breath
and the absence of it...
being the deciding factor

Is that all life is about?
the journey from birth to death
as if all that happened 
in between.... is not real.......
Is there a cosmic plan?
Do we play our parts
pulled as puppets on strings?
or is it just a dream?

The happiness that we feel...
the heartaches we go through....
the search for love....
the need to belong....
Do they remain after we move on
or do they also end with us?
Do we leave behind nothing
but memories......

Unanswered eternal questions.....

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February 22, 2018

Still Waiting



I remember those summer evenings after school
Dashing into the house to change
And dashing out again to play
The basketball court beckoned to us……..

A place to meet…to play…
To be part of a team….to grow…
To win….to lose….to learn…
To be there for each other…..

      The thump of energetic feet
Keeping pace with the dribbling ball
Playing in the spirit of the game
The constant challenge to net the ball

The gleeful laughter, the disappointed sighs
The failures, the euphoric highs
The battles won and lost, the lessons learnt…….
More valuable than school

Today it stands silent and alone….
Waiting for children who never come
Looking at the sky and bemoaning
The early loss of childhood…..

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