In Bombay there is a school that i love, wind swept and encircled by trees...

The first day was anointed with tears

Each one felt we were lost, forever

As we revolted and rushed back to mom,

you held our hand, wearing the most disarming smile,

and matched our steps,  as we toddled into,

Queen Mary School, our second home.

With ABC and 123, began the journey from nursery.

Stories and drawings, singing and poetry,

We learnt to spell, paint and grow with creativity

You filled our lives with patterns and colors,

guided us to sketch our future.

Each year brought along more subjects to learn,

All of which you made seem easy and fun.

Math taught us to crunch and calculate

With Hindi and English, we began to communicate

Science ensured we balanced Chemistry, Physics and Biology,

History solved the mystery of ancestral kings and queens

Geography made us navigate across oceans and countries

SUPW, PE and extra curriculars made us happy!

8.40am to 3.10 pm, through eight hours and nine periods,
you gifted respect, dignity, ethics  and other valuables

You taught us to value time and hard work,

it is here we first learned the meaning of love.

You made us befriend manners and discipline,

regard affection, encouragement, appreciation and confidence

Even after a hundred questions, you never ridged your brow

bandaged cuts and bruises, heard our trivial woes

We are what we are, because you were our mould,

your imprints shall guide us, wherever we go.

Thank you teacher!

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Into each other’s eyes they stared, 

holding tight, their bodies bare. 

Lip locked, they embraced the dark, 

pure love let out fiery sparks. 

The stage was set, but for a hitch, 

for XY, YY formed the cliché. 

Teary eyed the universe saw, 

it’s very own men defy its ‘law’ 

lost

Scramble for words

Hunt for expressions

Enmeshed in thoughts,

lie passive emotions

Embattled against self

actions fights reaction

Preposterous feelings,

conspire against naive intentions

Incomprehensible reasons,

question equilibrium

Suddenly palpable becomes looming apprehension

while peace pleads for salvation,

breathing its last, lies a 'stranded relation'

seek me?

I am born incomplete

I doubt, I seek

I challenge every thought and deed

I stammer, I stare

I leave behind a haunting trail

I coax, I probe

make reasons introspect

I incite, I inflict

i am my own defence

I too implore, seek clement

I have made several relent and repent

I assess, I challenge,

i doubt every intent

I placate, I heal

anonymous i like to be

I would like to greet posterity

though may die young, as others did

I live in your shadow, you are my face

and when thou shall be laid to rest

I vouch to guard your grave....

a beautiful mind

Cross and knots bewilder it blind,

scribbles and doodles entangle gray and white

While senses fall prey to diagonals and squares,

swirls and curves make emotions sway

Meandering through the contours of shapes,

it effortlessly keeps a linear gait

Time draws indefinite parallel latitudes,

leaving everlasting impressions, memories intercept as longitudes

Thoughts swarm together to build a beeline of emotions,

each mingles with the other to hone their skills of expressions

A poise of elegance, a furnace of rage,

it binds together love and hate

A mirage of hope, a lustful kaleidoscope

here shadows and dreams are best mates

A prism of desires, secrets and fantasies,

it turns whims to reality

In the conundrum of chaos, rests peace of the soul

It remains a child, even while age counts on its toes

Born naive, it learns, to teach

and when it departs....

every soul pleads for mortality

daddy dearest

My friend, philosopher and guide,

you graduated the very day I arrived.

You were honored with a family degree,

and made proud, you have to agree.

You doted upon your darling angel,

who formed your love triangle.

I became you heart and soul,

you had scored a perfect goal!

The Apple of your eye, I am Nicotine

that gives you the ultimate high!

You’ve gifted me freedom and individuality,

taught me to eye life through reality.

A book of knowledge, my pillar of strength,

this lion’s heart has an emotional bend.

The one on whom I can unconditionally depend,

In your presence, I need no defense,

Only in you do I confide, as you trust my desires.

Holding me each time I fall,

Thanks to you, today I stand tall

Assuaging me when I am scared,

you encourage me to do and dare.

You sweep me off my feet,

make life an exotic treat!

Yet I too have my share of tiffs,

always accompanied by sniffs.

But soon tears are wiped with a kerchief,

cooling down all the heat. 

Daddy’s little girl, that’s what I am,

about the world I care a damn.

As you mean the world to me,

beyond which, I don’t want to see.

I know you are just mine, yet,

I fear losing you at times.

Gladly mom and you share an eternal bond,

which has made me emotionally strong.

I know you will always be there,

no matter how I fare. 

Sadly someday I will have to bid goodbye,

leave your hand and learn to fly.

Build a castle of my own and

surely not live in it alone.

Yet, Dad, no matter where I depart

you shall forever rule my heart!

I Love you lots and lots!

7-11

Blood spilled onto the wheels.

Hands collected arms and feet.

Possessions lay strewed all over.

Eyes searched for those familiar.

Tears asked several questions.

Expressions echoed the answers.

Lips wailed in angst.

Souls pleaded for a final chance.

Pulses weakened at every beat.

Hearts battled to speak.

Life lay, pinned to the ground.

Death reveled around town.

Black engulfed the sky,

yet hope persistently shined.

Armored in grit, ire and strength,

Spirits marched to defend.

Lives rescued those alive.

Presence assuaged the cries.

Aid swarmed through the streets.

All demarcations were buried.

Benevolence sculpted a safety mold.

Humanity essayed a perfect role.

Perseverance fought tooth and nail.

But alas, as the sun began to set,

valiant soldiers fell into fragments.

Yet the war continued. . . . . . . .

Time came to a standstill.

Beginnings ceased, the end began

as 11^th July’06 kissed its loved ones to sleep!

sorrie

I wanted to say much but couldn’t say a word.

When I didn’t want to speak I was clearly heard.

Words intended always went unrealized.

Why did the tongue slip on the wrong side?

Though I didn’t mean a thing, it was considered a sin.

Thanks to my assumptions I never realized,

with sheer agitation what others visualized.

I, a naughty brat, was solely responsible for the spat,

instantly after which she was taken aback.

Realization shone in a tad late,

as ignorance had already sealed my fate.   

My mind slammed its doors on peace,

and drowned in the tide of grief.

Insult, hurt and despair tore apart

love, respect and care.

Life seemed to be playing a cruel game,

battering me, causing unbearable pain.

Would I ever be able to rebuild this ship?

Could I continue to play mischief?

Hunt for these answers made me sick.

Hurting a loved one is a grave offence,

on committing which penitence’ was my

sole weapon for defense.

Tears froze, emotions dried,

guilt and anger went wild.

I wanted to give up but didn’t want to lose,

caught in rigmarole I was confused..

I tried to drift apart but couldn’t depart,

I wanted to regret but couldn’t forget,

I was facing an incomprehensible test.

  

That’s when I realized I couldn’t let go,

as for to me she meant a lot more

Earlier I had never thought, as

I hadn’t felt so insecure and unsought.

One “Mistake” opened my eyes, taught me not

to take things for granted all the while.

It has changed my life forever,

lot is lost, don’t know how much

I will ever be able to ‘recover’.

?W&W?

Why are we born into this world crying?

Why can’t we say a goodbye before dying?

Why things seeming right are so very wrong?

Even in heartbreaking moments, why do we

pretend to be headstrong?

Why are unwanted things available so easily?

Why for things needed do we have to go

through misery?

Why is there a difference between good and bad?

What in them make us happy or sad?

Why is reality always so harsh?

Why does a trustworthy turn out to be a farce?

Why do we have friends and foes?

Why can’t life be free of woes?

What distinguishes truth from a lie?

Why do the naïve tend to play sly?

Does the heart really rule the mind?

Why does it break and never to heal in time?

Why is the toughest task performed the best?

Is life a treat or a test?

Why do strangers win you over the rest?

Why do the endeared put you through a test?

Why are we always fighting a war?

Knowing very well few diseases have no cure.

Why do choices have to be made?

Why do we ‘forgive for god sake’?

Finally………………………..

Does life really terminate after death?

If  ‘no’ then what happens next………?

words

Amidst ABC to Z is hidden the enigmatic ME.

So far who no one could comprehend,

surprisingly only words could befriend.

“WORDS” are literally imbued letters,

 yet they help clear mental clutters.

 

Often they spill out like beans,

or sometimes speak up in our dreams.

They shed tears, cheerfully smile,

take emotions on roller coaster rides,

making anxiety, turmoil, joy & pride fall or rise.

Expressions unveil in their shadow,

letters wear angel halos.

Time is their best mate,

secrets they share and trade.

Multifaceted and ambiguous,

they can make or break.

Timid yet valiant,

they preach love and rage

Defining your character,

they reveal your personal traits,

immortal and imperious,

 their fists clutch your strings of fate.

If not revered and cared,

fateful repercussions you have to bear.

They are a priceless asset, thanks to them

we live even after death……

Caution: BEWARE of a slip, it’s often
  superceded by a lashing WHIP!

JJ - #12A

Whitewashed cubes, perfect triangles

Parallels intercepting latitudes at angles

In the comfort of serenity,

I lay in peace

Every vice at my beck, touch at my call,

I have the world standing by my feet

In revered silence they listen,

as I speak my mind

with heads bowed low, their fears cry aloud

Will her feet learn to walk?

They need to hurry before her mind gets lost.

In anticipation they stare,

Waiting for her fingers to wiggle their thumbs

Will her thoughts learn to talk?

Fears of suffocation hover above

Will she? Wont she?

Truth or dare

Each brim filled eye probes my soul

Dreams and wishes on them I bestow,

But only you can assuage this turbulent furor,

Come oh ‘DESIRE’, I earnestly plead

Let’s solemnize our vows before they put me to sleep!

'#?'

War is a cruel game,

that brings along nothing

but sheer Pain and Shame.

There is no defeat or victory,

as reality succumbs to unreality.

It births destruction and misery,

as uncertainty overshadows tranquility.

Blood washes everything bare,

humanity suddenly disappeares somewhere.

Hate, Envy and Anger walk

hand in hand,

endlessly conspiring to win in

no-man's land.

And they succeed in their mission,

while being guided by 'suspicion'.

Think. Who is the sufferer?

None but the innocent survivor.

Scarred both mentally and physically

he yelps for help, feebly.

Man, the victim,

is sadly the one who commits

this unforgivable sin.

Then.........................

Whom to question??????

Whom to blame????

To answer this..................

.............................................

 We will have to play one more

                          gAmE

time to begin

Beginnings meet destined ends

to embark on a new beginning

Before its begins,

it scripts an acknowledgment.

Nostalgia greets Poignancy

Experiences express gratitude

Desires confess intentions

Learning thanks competence

Emotions reminisce moments

Thoughts fondly retrospect

joy and sorrow, loss and gain!

As achievement and wishes applaud and bless

Future beckons a new phase

Before dusk, present stands tall

as repertoire of expressions pay tribute to its past

Memories clutch the hands of time,

as it ticks away into twilight

Dusk mellows the surroundings

as present turns to shadows of its own.

The bustling universe endearingly smiles.

Revered tears in silence weep

Once who welcomed, today bid farewell as

one ends to begin another affair!