Thursday, November 29, 2012

LETTER FROM A MOTHER TO A DAUGHTER

"My dear girl, the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If when we talk, I repeat the same thing a thousand times, don’t interrupt to say: “You said the same thing a minute ago”... Just listen, please. Try to remember the times when you were little and I would read the same story
night after night until you would fall asleep. When I don’t want to take a bath, don’t be mad and don’t embarrass me. Remember when I had to run after you making excuses and trying to get you to take a shower when you were just a girl? When you see how ignorant I am when it comes to new technology, give me the time to learn and don’t look at me that way... remember, honey, I patiently taught you how to do many things like eating appropriately, getting dressed, combing your hair and dealing with life’s issues every day... the day you see I’m getting old, I ask you to please be patient, but most of all, try to understand what I’m going through. If I occasionally lose track of what we’re talking about, give me the time to remember, and if I can’t, don’t be nervous, impatient or arrogant. Just know in your heart that the most important thing for me is to be with you. And when my old, tired legs don’t let me move as quickly as before, give me your hand the same way that I offered mine to you when you first walked. When those days come, don’t feel sad... just be with me, and understand me while I get to the end of my life with love. I’ll cherish and thank you for the gift of time and joy we shared. With a big smile and the huge love I’ve always had for you, I just want to say, I love you... my darling daughter.


Source: Facebook
Photo: My Friend Shweta and the child. 

Thursday, November 1, 2012

A Sense filled Love Song


My being tingled when I thought of you
Thy being enclosed my soul everyday
A fusion of being and soul
That knows no estrangement like twins

Thy touch stimulated my soul far and wide
‘You're precious to me’ said thy touch
Enkindled my soul like a smolder in the parched land
Longed for this touch but got never again.

Thy eyes shone forth to cast my soul to quiver
Eyes met with great blush soon turned into love
The sparkle in your eyes tantalized my desire
A desire to grasp you more, like a child longs to see its mother.

Thy ears untied wide to hear my song
A love song that never ends, like the sky above
Sound of your gentle steps harmonized my heartbeat
A heart that'll cling to thy step like a baby clings to mother.

Thy aroma penetrated my lungs and felt thy smell
Smelt your being breathing breathe of love
A breath that springs life into you and me
Let thy smell cast my-self like early mist casts the earth.

My being pined for thy tasty self
My lips yearned to meet thy soul
A taste that'll ever taste in my-self and thyself
Lets craft a taste filled love like mother prepares feed for child.

You're alive in me, in my all senses
But you're around me yet not with me
A sweet pain in heart to love yet to be far
You're the touch of my touch
You're the eye of my eyes
You're the ear of my ears
You're the smell of my smell
You're the taste of my taste
Thou art so near yet so far to show my love.

My good friends Pallu & Kutunu at Lethem, Guyana
Note: This poem is inspired a long time ago (Approx. 13 years). I had not published it because I could not find it. 

A Lake


Photo taken at Tiger Pond, Guyana
Soothing rays tranquilled my being
Sunny rays speared my crust
A mirage of rays echoed from the lake
Lake, a face of God’s grandeur.

A layer smooth and shiny
Bits of diamonds shining on to me
Diamonds moving as a gentle touch of breeze
Waves cast the diamonds onto shore.

Fishes floating along the shiny layer
A perfect home like a woman's womb
Myriad moves of fishes reflecting God’s greatness
Greatness that knows no bounds.

Karokaro, kiskadi, parrots, ducks, swans
Birds small and big gyrated round the lake
Sang delightful songs like mother singing for her child
A sure sign that God loves them.

All around lake crafted a theatre
Stage that bosomed creature small and great
Theatre of showing Gods enormous love
A love knows no bounds girdled my being.

Note: Poem inspired at a lake in São Leopoldo, Brazil.