Through The Window

Through the window, I saw the magical out pour,

The surge of excitement filled my soul,

The glasses were the boundaries that were to be crossed,

To witness the delight flowing outside the window,

It buzzed and thundered vociferously,

I felt the theatrical drama unfold with a spout of lightening,

My heart waited for the next scene to be told,

And it came sudden and clouds cried,

It enthralled the audience with its effective performance,

And the audience rushed for shelter in its riposte,

The lantern swung free in the air,

The trees hurled their branches like a girl’s hair,

It never seemed to cease in its current act,

So enchanting was this exquisite fall,

The thunder came and went like a spirit,

And the residuum was the drops on the leaves,

It settled elegantly at the corner,

Augmenting the grace of lush green leaves,

How I wondered I could be one of them,

The drops that creates the ripples in the soul,

And flows free like the genie set free from the bottle,

The gist of the drama left is in this residual drop,

Flowing freely and occupying its own place in the world,

Bridging the wide doors and crossing the threshold.

Into the world of dreams !

The hidden places in our minds,

Goes by the name of ‘dreams’,

Mystery and reality it skilfully binds,

Into a magical journey of our thoughts.

Lore’s say, the places we travel unknowingly,

Happily in the train of our subconscious,

Is reflected best when we are in sleep,

To explore the magic of our thoughts.

These fragments of past and future,

Tease us in our deep slumber,

Amalgamation of what we see and hear,

Results in lucid vision of dreams.

These dreams bridges our mind and brain,

Into a world never visited before,

A new game where we neither lose nor gain,

Only see what we don’t want to see for real.

It’s a journey into a world unknown,

Where some wishes and desires come true,

Or it’s only the budding plant from the seed you sown,

In the soil enveloped with mystery and ambiguity.

Waking up with the fragments of the dream in sleep,

And then solving like a jigsaw puzzle,

And you try to find out by digging so deep,

Digging in the obscure land of dreams.

To Mom With Love :)

This poem is for the lady who gave birth to me,brought me up as an elder sister, and understood me like a bestfriend. I fail to express it often but I love you infinitely. You are truly a blessing for my existence on this earth. MOm YOU ARE THE BEST. Love You !!

She can guess what’s wrong from my voice,

And her heart always offers the best advice,

I look for her on every happiness and misery,

She is the first to know when I achieve a new victory,

She embodies the god, and guides me in every path,

I cherish when she is there to cure my wrath,

When I m ill, she gently caresses my hair,

How I ran to her as a child if I had a nightmare,

And she took me by her side and gently whispers in my ears,

Sweet fairytales at night all these years,

When the entire world had lost confidence in me,

She is the first to brighten the day with glee,

Often when I had lost my temper and angry,

She cools me down and changes the perspective through which I see,

I see the world all bright and happy through her eyes,

When she is the first to rub my tears of my vain cries,

She is by my side in all my tough fights,

Always I find her praying for me to achieve supreme heights,

When I m lost, She brings me out of the dark,

I wonder how much I owe to this lady, who made a mark,

All the love and care which she showers upon me selflessly,

Never complained a word as it was out of her affinity,

She knows what I try to hide behind my happy face,

I wonder how she does find out like solving a simple maze,

In all these years, she assumed the role of an eternal friend,

Who understands, loves and holds my hand,

In every sorrow and delight of this unpredictable life,

I regain the trust in me when she is with me to struggle through strife,

My existence has achieved a meaning because of her,

As God blessed me with the kindest and sweetest mother,

You brought me up, and till date without you I feel fragile,

How I wish she is always with me to walk million miles,

Often we don’t see eye to eye on certain things,

Erupting into arguments, but anger flies like a bird with wings,

She had always been there to handle my reckless spree,

And always strives to bring out the best out of me,

How much I owe you is so immeasurable in amount,

If I start measuring it I will run out of identified count,

All I could say is that my love for you will never fade away,

Though sometimes my love fails to be on display,

In all these years, you put up with me in every situation,

I hope that you are my Mom in my every incarnation.