Younger Self!

We often follow the values that were instigated into us in our childhood.

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Talking to my younger self today

Looking at myself back in the way.

Nothing is changing everyday

But as I look back, time has passed away.

The time that had a treasure box

Of tight hugs and a paradox.

Paradox of so many realities

Away from accustomed formalities.

As I grow up I relate to mom and dad

As a kid too, I wish at times I had.

It’ll never be easy to be in their shoes

As a young girl, I loved moms big shoes.

Going back in time, regretting a little too

Of mistakes I made and for whining so much too.

But today when I see this grown up girl in me

I think of how years passed and how I became me.

Getting to know myself better I had a word

With my younger self about this world.

Asking that kid to forget about the pasts

And to think about all the treasure that lasts.

And as a result I’ll run back into dad’s arms again

The way I did as a young child then.

I’ll kiss my mom and bring back the lost time

For my younger self knows it was pretty sublime.

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Constant, Consistent And Continuous!

There are certain things in life, you just can’t change.

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I know change too in life is constant

But the way I look at you won’t change.

I know at times people become distant

But this love we have is too strange.

This extreme affinity I couldn’t have shared

If it weren’t sharing with you

The love, the laughter, the conversations at infinity

Wouldn’t be this easy for me if it weren’t with you.

Time has flown so swift and smooth

And I feel as if I met you just yesterday

I’m not just saying this to soothe

But I don’t know, if I can be without you today.

Life has been both cranky and calm

Since the time you’ve held my hand

But you never let go of my palm

Whether I was in soaked boots or sunny sand.

It’s commendable how you’ve loved me

And how deeply you care

There aren’t many who’d wish to love me

And have a piece of their soul to share.

I know my ways to love you are distinct

They aren’t so expressive and illustrious

I know my love is not so succinct

Yet, it’ll always remain constant, consistent and continuous.

Ailurophile!

For every cat lover. πŸ™‚

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She twirls around me like a girlfriend would

And hunts my down from every corner she should.

This little girl stares and meows like a coyΒ sweetheart

And she’ll roll and curl and stretch and twist for that’s her art.

She’s lazy and lying on my lap like that’s her bed

But this fur ball wants just me as her bed.

And who doesn’t want her, this little soft toy to play

I run my hands over her and she jumps away.

At times she’s angry and she doesn’t eat or come to me

She jumps away and tantrums around for me to see.

And then I cry and she licks my tears away

For this girl is my pal and I love her anyway.

She rubs my nose for she always needs her greeting

Making me sneeze like she’s cheating.

Cheating me, running away and hiding somewhere

Β Leaving her tail to be found like she doesn’t care.

She’s an adorable little loving beauty

How can one resist the love of such a cutie?

Just a glance at her makes me smile

I guess that’s true for every Ailurophile.

Death!

The only thing that can bring an end to everything, every task, every relationship all at once, is mortality.

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I’ve never considered death as a menace

I’m sure death too caries immense grace.

But what if it came tomorrow to me?

What if I know it’s coming to me?

Tough to react to a situation like that right?

Especially after all this glorious fight?

The fight to live better and rise with hope

The fight to get somewhere after a slippery slope?

Well, life was tough too but it always had beginnings

Even after loss it gave us too many innings.

Because, we were alive to see the next morning

To wake up to live a new day so adorning.

What would you do to make today special if it were last?

What would you forget and who would you forgive in your last?

Whom would you thank and whom would you kiss?

Whom would you give your life’s treasure and whom would you miss?

What would you eat and what would you wear?

Whom would you tell that you always did and still will care?

Well, do it now, for tomorrow never dies

And never comes a time to realize.

Realize that life is too short no matter how long it gets

It’s a blessing each day, no matter how tough it gets.

Begin today because an end has no story

Death isn’t evil but make it look like glory.

Goodness!

She loved how theΒ gun shot sounded for all she could imagine was the finish lines.

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The smell of new beginnings

The joy of little winnings.

The taste of mom’s coffee

The happiness wrapped in a toffee.

The smell of first rains

The sound of helicopters and aeroplanes.

The look of a new dress

The pleasure in a game of chess.

The amazement of a new amazing word

The excitement of living in a large world.

The delight of touching the morning breeze

And running on a beach with feet left to freeze.

The ecstasy of being free

The bliss of being me.

Believe!

Have you ever loved yourself so deeply that you couldn’t think of anything else?

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It hasn’t always been this way for me.

In fact, in the past I hated being me.

I felt like a hopeless creature trying to do something

Focusing on “something” made me forget about everything.

I forgot the life I got, the person who I was

I forgot why I was here, I completely lost my cause.

But things are different now, not smooth but fun

Like a roller coaster ride maybe, terrifying but fun.

This change came in because of a various reasons

It definitely took time, if truth be told, it took seasons.

Yet, it was all absolutely worth it

I felt so much alive after it all, I admit.

However the sole cause of me being happy today

Is that I believe in myself everyday.

I believe, I’m strong and I’m beautiful

Trust me, it does make me more stronger and beautiful.

I believe in doing something great and not just a thing

It helps me improve and makes me enjoy everything.

Believing in oneself can make us all unstoppable

It also simultaneously makes us joyous yet responsible.

Believing that you’re special will make you the real YOU

Let’s fall in love again in a way so new.

Women Of The Family!

With all the women in my family, this is what I came up with for the day.

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She’s beautiful, she’s bold.

Her heart is a treasure chest of gold.

Her clothing is made of affection and care

She’s quite something so rare.

She’s makes men of the house go riled

Inside out, she’s a little child.

A little spirit and a little determination

She’s probably in herself one whole nation.

Strong and supportive are her ways

She can cast a magic on all your days.

She loves being some writer

I’m sure inside she’s a fighter.

Love the women of your home, for I know them too

She’s a soul that resides in you too.

Happy Women’s Day!