End of the Road

I have reached now the end of the road
all I am now is a soul left alone.
I took the path less travelled
and when all mysteries were unravelled,
i had seen it all and done it all.
Hoping to arise from the fall,
i rode on...until I reached the end of the road.

I took the unpaved path
and walked on thorns.
It pulled me down to earth
and made me forlorn.
Under the sunshine of God,
and the thunders of fate,
holding on to the twigs of hope.
I fought the wars of love and hate.
I moved on...until I reached the end of the road.

I wait on to find solace,
for I have traveled far and wide
on the roads unknown...
to a place out of my town.
I still wait on to embrace
those for whom the laws were defied.
A journey that was worth every dime
I raged on...to see what was destined.
I raged on...until i reached the end of the road.

Generation GAP

The following piece is written by my sis dearie!!!
While reading, I just felt, she has grown up so much...her poems have got transformed from
"mother mother mother" to what you read below!!
And yet she has retained her cheeriness all throughout...

I am sure she would be pleasantly surprised to find her poem published in this blog....but now has come a day, when I am feeling honored to post her write ups here...

Kudos to you Meds!!!

you asked me to not to listen to radio

and i replied "sorry dad !but i am 

                  addicted to radio"

you advised me.

you counselled me

but i did not hear a word 

bcoz i felt "maggie wid out music/radio 

is soo not me"

you came a step down and told me

"ok maggie listen to radio

but only when u r sleepy

or wen u r feeling lethargic"

but i am such a prat that i 

thought this does not suite me

Maybe this is what is called as

                   generation gap

our parents and our selfs

            we lie in her lap

how much ever a parent tries to be

                              hip and hype

we feel ,"oh god !why is he/she trying

              to be our type?!"

who should be sympathized ?

parents or kids?

we enjoy metallic tunes of guitar

whereas they enjoy melodious tunes

                           of sitar

we adore movie stars,collage rock stars etc

whereas they consult an astrologer

                 to calculate  our stars

and try to understand the reason 

behind our this kind of behaviour

over a few years

 when we become parents

we find our selfs advising our children

the same thing  our parents

advised us over the last few yrs

Mysteries in Sleep

In the waking hours of twilight,
lies the world in its pathos and plight....
the angel of sleep sweeps her wand....
amidst the chaos, a moment of bliss we find,

while you tread softly in the dreams,
the darkness unveils weird schemes....
may you be filled with all strength
while you give a run to all fears..
some will be beside thro' the life's length,
to ensure you are deared by all nears....

may you be filled with all the love and purity
while your heart is filled with serenity....
while i wish you a peaceful night,
a hope lies for fresh morn,
when you are filled with delight
as you wish the fears so long....

Unveiling Moments

if wishes could come true
and we got smiles to hold to....
time has dawned to unveil the mystery.
during moments of misery,
when all i could think was you
and people beside me, would be very few.
your voice would ring in my ears.

while the image shrouded the mind,
in the nights when i would be drenched in tears,
in you i saw the forces which bind.
never seen the face behind these voices,
as the time lifts the veil of mystery
i seize the moment void of all noises....
and just gaze at you amidst the jittery
and wonder.....
wonder....

if you are here to meet me....
or seek a new destiny....

LATENT THOUGHTS

Unseen faces and unknown thoughts....
unusual clairvoyances...a bout of insecurity...
wondering if this is just fantasy!
amidst all the chaos...i hold on to him...
who remains etched in my heart....
wondering and dreaming my days are spent...
if this is love divine...or two lives intertwined

gazing over the new horizons I wonder....
if those giggles that we shared.....
and the moments we laughed...
when the unsaid got across unspoken...
or were they bridges of the unfelt glares.

your speech takes me in awe...
dreaming of the heavens applaud...
i remain furled in my own world...
imagining life without this moment....
whether both of us would remain dormant
in a seed where love wouldnt have sprouted...
where emotions would be muted!

your thoughts begin my days...
dreams in the wake of endless nights
while i behold you...
i know you are looking on too...
while i think of you....
i know you must be in dreams too....

while we walk together in a new sphere
hold my hand...not for the fear
of losing you...
but to realise our dreams true......

THE ROAD OF (K) NIGHT IN THE DAY’S REST

Faces of humanity that we see…
Different persona that we meet in life’s journey.
Varied facets of growth that we come across…
A journey where everyone a self-boss!
So many carriers spanning this earth,
Connecting people right from their death to birth!!
After all just sixty years of this has been…
Traversing long distances had been a boon…
Until the threats of society had come into the zoom….
But why get scared of this all?
A part of life’s journey it is after all….

This poem speaks of the journey of train.

Mother - Nature

Oasis of love in them we find,
Ocean of differences is all she binds.
Through her every chide and simple gestures,
in all, love slowly nurtures.
An eye for beauty she gives,
A heart for the ailing is all she asks.
She caresses our feet, in dark.
One mother and nature that we have failed.....
while she endures us all....
If for her we call it duty,
isn't it ours, to care her beauty?
saplings grow and leave....
she stays along, still more to give.
An inspiration, against the odd she survives,
while we have got on in our lives!

A mirror that reflects the past,
for chide and actions we blame,
while we forget, it is God we tried to tame.

a feeling that we failed to express......

While we run in the race of life,
it is to her we look upon in strife!

all enduring, ever embracing figure,
she ever stands...a forgotten mirror.....

to Her i bow......
in your waters I play....
in your winds i relax....
in your fire i burn ego..
to your soil i bend......
to the sky i go back.....

this for every mother, who has stood through every phase of their kids....
through every hardship of her family....who thought of her family before herself....
and yet ever remained in her poise and never changed.......


just like our nature.....
the winds which have never changed their courses since time the earth was born....
the waters which have always remained the same irrespective of where they went and came....
the fire which which burns everything...taking her kids in her own humble ways....
the sky which always looks upon us as an ever guarding guardian!!!