Seasons of Life

Watching nature pass through the various seasons has left me awestruck. It seems just like flipping through the pages of a colourful book. You name a colour and you can find it in nature. This write is inspired from the views around...



There is a tree
That I tended sweet
In my backyard grove
Where small birds tweet

I got him home
As a sapling young
To see him groomed
So mighty strong

I watch him today
As always in awe
A portrait so different
With seasons four

Spring in the air so swift and bright
I see him bud and sprout so light

Colourful flowers ntangled with green
A bright lit christmas tree he seems

And then shortly I watch him keen
Oh look! wrapped in a blanket of green

Throughout the summer he stays so bright
It catches my eyes in huge delight

And then at fall, his shades oh Lord
Do rainbows grow in trees so tall?

I watch his shades and know with pain
The bloom so lovely is soon to fade

Slow and gentle a breeze or gale
Sure do wither his leaves so pale

By winter I see he's so bare and plain
No eyes halt to watch him 'gain

With snowfall heavy, hes shroud in white
Is it a coat or a snowman live?

Nature's blessed with seasons four
Winter, summer, spring n fall

A human life is also so
Birth to teens till death to quote

A baby's born like spring does set
A Colourful prize from the creator's chest

Teenage; as summer lively n fresh
Bright and charming with playful zest

Youth to old a slow transit
From phases so bright to dull pallid

Death proclaims He rest in peace
Hes mantled now in a snowy fleece
Marking the end of earthly life
Know not to where his soul departs

Standing with him,
I beseech me quiet

Nature repeats its cycles so
Spring airs it brings and summers too
As myths n stories varied preach
Is life on earth reborn too?

Pup

I know not where I was born
I know not whom I first called Mom

Etched in memories deep inside
There was a single soul to reside
Who with pain reared me so long
That lovely lady I believe is my Mom

Thirty days or so in life
It was coming home, from dark to light

I joined a chirpy house of four
Mom and Dad ,a sis n bro
And then it was a maze of five
Mom and Dad and three kids live

Naming me seemed a Herculean task
What do we name? On and On they ask

soft n tiny with a pink round nose
"Pinky" my name they choose with applause

I was raised with love,
I was raised with care
At times made me wonder
Am I a pup so rare ?

A lively toy for the kids to play
A funny lil friend for all in gay
A lil baby sweet for Mom to raise
I'm such a lucky soul did my mind rejoice

I guarded the house, I loved my home
I sure was part of the fun filled abode

Days passed by and so did years
All grew busy to see my tears

The kids were raised and they left home
Now it was a trio Dad, me and Mom

Growing pretty old, ailing stage of life
My Mom did treat me, despite the homely strife

Better in health on one day bright
Sick as ever my next day's plight

All except Mom did me in course detest
Was I still their baby or a nagging distress?

Burdened they were with my poor state of health
Can they be blamed they were too busy for felt

And then one fine day unable to bear
The sight of my misery, or pain to rear

I was to be freed from the throbs of life
Released from the pain of being alive

A final gesture of affection so dear
Did I not witness with my death so near?

Once and for all I lay on the lap
Where I used to cuddle, where I used to nap

Once and for all I looked at those eyes
That welled up to brim forseeing my demise

Once and for all I munched my fav'rite sweet
Fed in my mouth with those hands so meek

I dared not to weep, I dared not to cry
I dared not to look back at the house of five

And thus while walking towards my call
I thanked in my mind for once and for all

I was raised with love,
I was raised with care,
I leave now to part
To a world unknown

Still I do love them
Still I do care

Indeed I am precious
Indeed a pup so rare.

Trust

Trust, trust , trust, we hear all say
Reflects in everything done all day

A five letter word so short and Crisp
The whole world it binds in a strong hand's grip

Promise a baby a lil cuddly toy
Trust don't you see in his wide eyes' joy ?

"I thy will marry" when a woman is told
She leaves in his hands her life behold

A simple promise or a million dollar deal
In trust lies the footing for joy and zeal

Trust in life many a few breach
Is it in practise or just in preach?

The world gets cunning, the world gets wry
shorter paths men seek to get their buy

Hey there! Do realise the hurt and the pain
Of a poor man's soul when trust's breached for gain

See it in the baby's wanton face so grim
When d'prived of the cute cuddly toy in his crib

And see it in the form of a woman's broken heart
When her man chooses to leave for not her fault

Despite the breaches, people do trust
With a heart thats broken, eyes that are wet

Before a word that you now give another
Think for a moment, can you keep it forever?

If No is the answer, then Utter not a word
Better be silent than ever be heard.

Tough it is to mend the broken hearts,
And Hard to dry the tear filled eyes
Of the ones who trust so blindly and true
When you say "I Promise" - Your words and you.

My Friend

My daughter hugged a toddler tight
She seemed so cheerful,glad and bright

I asked the lil one "who is this"
She produly spoke "My best friend Liz"

Giving me memories of a dear old friend
Waving at me she walked ahead

A friend to hug, a friend to share
We start at two or three to care

Yes my friend, i think right now of you
How I met ,got close to you

Strangers we were, acquainted at school
A bond so firm it developed so quick

A ring a day seemed less for us
Made parents ask "what do u discuss?"

Happy or sad, thoughtful or doom
There you were to share my moods

Solace in comradeship we found
People wondered "are they sisters or chums?"

A life apart was hard to quest
Don't part us was our prayer request

But the paths of life separate for sure
Do friends in life stay forever ?

You chose your man and I chose mine
Destined we were to say "That is life"

The daily calls b'came once a week
And passing time made it monthly once

Once a month seemed too frequent
We had our lives so sweet to mend

Lost in life you and me
Forgot to pen "I hope u are fine"

The hugging toddlers made me ask...
"My lovely friend..where have i lost?"

An urge to talk an urge to see
Fills my mind in a lil wild spree

I call you up, u pick the phone
Your sound so pale and too outworn

I say a hello, I hear u crack
Are u weeping my dear ? I'm losing track

How are you? trembling i ask
You weep and weep and i feel so broke

Sick you are you tell me so..
Oh Lord tell me it is a prank or joke...

I know its not..I know its true
Its hard to take in a dreadful truth

You say your life's gone still and sound
My head goes rolling round and round

Desire to live in your voice I hear
Is the Lord so cruel to my fond and dear?

All I know is to pray for you
I wish it were a nightmare blue

Grave and sad my life is now
I loved you so, I realise now

No way to bring back the times we lost
In the pace of life that changes brought

Realise my friends that time is short
You never know we meet or not

In a glimpse is gone the summer n spring
The fall and winter and the new year dreams

Stay in touch with the ones you care
Or once you'ld call to cry n' d'spair.

Guess......

Lying down on the green grass meadow
Looking at the skies so high

I wonder how He made you so
Light and wavy with brilliant glow

The sunrise wraps you in milk white robes
The sunset drapes you a saffron rose

Your myriads of colours a feast to eyes
Or am I watching painted skies?

On an idyllic lovely starlit night
When dark and greyish shades you take

The moon's enshroud in velvet black
Or seems clad in a big cloak black

And then at morn you're glittering bright
Posing a pretty bride in white

A moment it takes to change your form
Behind each sculpt is there a potter's arm ?

Now you look like a mountain huge
Ah !In a glimpse you're a girl in rouge

Taking a deeper glance at you
I see a world so calm so true

Hills and castles and lakes and trees
Angels and fairies in lovely breeze

Is it a misty morn at wee
Or heaven painted for man to see ?

A ladder ill climb n come to you
To see you closer, touch for true

Would you break off when I touch
Like a foam does with a finger's touch

Would I be able to walk on you?
Or slide a world of glacial blue?

Does my dreamland exist in true
Or is it just a dreamer's view?

Thus deep in thoughts I watch you drift
Over the grassy meadows and thrift

I see your face grow dark and crack
You change from white to blue then black

With thunders roaring past your maze
I feel the first shower on my face

Did i see your smiling face?
Or was it just a lightning's glaze?

You seem to tell me "get home now quick..
its almost time to get a wink"

My mind portraying the picturesque view
Off I run away from you

Asking myself from time to time
For the answer never seems to chime

Are you the same I think you are ?
Are you the same I feel you are ?

Is it another world apart
Or a painter's lovely work of art?

Life

Life seemed simple when I was young. There was never a rush or a tensed moment. Mornings meant getting up and fall into the rhythm of the house; till i reached schoolSchool was enjoyable. Learning, playing and coming back home. High school and college offered only the occassional examination worries.But that used to seem the biggest worries n the entire world. Now to sit back and think I realise those were so so trivial.

Life is so fast paced now that we fail to find time for the ones we care. The little things we really care about or gives us joy are long lost in this maddening life. Sitting down with a cup of coffee to enjoy the morning...Or having any meal of the day without hurry...Do we everget to enjoy this now...So much is lined up in life that you rush from one activity to the other...By the time the stars light up the sky, you are dead tired and can think of nothing but sleep. The next day has nothing better to offer you...

And now I ask myself the question, what are the things I like to do? Have I even forgotten them? Fortunately no...I still know what I likebut situations have changed. A long chat with the person you like to be with...A person with whom you can share everything...Spending hours with your partner as you once did....Laughing over silly jokes,pulling each others' legs, Eating a favourite meal,visiting a close friend the list goes on and on and on.

The list might seem endless. Try making a list and pick the ones that you continue doing...It would be hard to pick the things from thislist that you still do .... You might even end up with a blank sheet.

Life has lost its simplicity. so have relationships. Ego clashes, rough attitudes and strained relations are the outcome of today's lifestyle.What is this mad rush for? Any issue or frustration we find in life actually boils down to this rush...The rush to make money...So muchengrossed in the drive that we fail to see what we are losing in the path. Parents who crave for attention, childern who crave for care, siblings who dont have time for each other, friends who are almost forgotten...Isnt this what life offers us now?? Atleast to an extent?


When will the rush end? By the time you hit forties or sixties???...Then you want to slow down...You want to get back all you had before the rush..But its too late....Your parents may/may not be there for you...Children would be treading the same path - yes the mad rush of life and they dont have time for you...You take the role your parents once did - craving for attention or a glimpse of the ones you care. You dont even know where your friends are. Several relations are so hard to mend and you realise that you are all by yourself....And you realise with pain that what is lost is lost...There is no going back and doing things in a better way....
Isnt this worth a thought? Isnt it time to slow down a bit? isnt it time to realise the little joys in life and give time for them?

Today you exist..You are not sure about the next moment let alone tomorrow...
Wouldn't you want to let your loved ones know that they are indeed loved so they have a fond memory of you?

What if you could never do it again? What if today was the end? Isnt it worth slowing down?

My Lil One

My life was lone with work and home
All I wanted was someone to call me Mom

One fine day my prayers were heard
A joy so true did my life unfold
A little heart beat inside me I heard
A little life's inside me; I beamed

I cried in ecstasy
You were on your way
the wait seemed long
was my haste so wrong?

you came into my arms
and i could wait no more
a look at your face
Could I be happier anymore?

so tiny so lovely
and a smile so sweet
so soft and pink
those hands and feet

When your pink little hands touched me light
Did I not tremble in sheer delight?

I held you close; I cuddled you tight
So you could sleep warm through the night
After the sleep you woke up bright
As if to say "Mamma that was a good night"

a bond so strong in your eyes i could see
and loud i sang a song in glee

The mother in me could not but smile
For my angel was here to brighten my life

I thanked the Lord, for my shining star
for my perfect gift; my dream come true

And with all such thoughts when I lay
Watching you play with your toys in gay

I murmured in your little ears a note..
"Lil one..my lil one
How I love you so
You know not now
But sure you will do
in all the time that is to go"