Singing to her baby
a lullaby they say
she sings not from prescribed verse
makes her own song spontaneously
loads them with her feelings
adds her love to the baby
tells how she brought him into the world
speaks of her pains and aches
how she finally gave birth to the little one
a lovely expression set to no musical tune
accompanied by no beat or rhythm
touches the heart of the listener
putting the babe to a sound sleep
the song, no lullaby, tells a lot
a different song with a distinctive tune
Day: March 15, 2014
The Vast Blue Ocean
The sea out there in the vast expanse
looks calm and beautiful gleaming blue
creating a sensational delivery and a pleasant accommodation
where we relax and enjoy for a short respite
filling the lungs with the fresh salty wind
that brush past the face cooing closely into the ears.
Being so, an export and import
depositing the wealth of the sea on land
taking back that which is found on land
the commercial transactions on the go
being introduced by the loving ocean earlier.
A to and fro movement along with a stimulation
that makes it more of an enchanting space
than being an endangered place .
The waters hold hundreds of dwellings for habitation
with the fish found in abundance
along with whales ,tortoise, sea gulls and sea animals .
Enhancing the value of the sea there be
the growth of coral reef and pearl sheaths
being all a passage for travel and transactions
an exotic piece of nature lively and enchanting
exhibiting beauty and grace in largess
exposing risk and danger expressed in its unpredictability
The ocean locked up in silence bursts with a roar
gulping a many a lovable living and material filling
with a swallow and devour all too sudden
being a great force possessing a velocity unknown
the sea is the harbinger of civilization
and the hub of commercial transactions
all in one go with a swipe genial and a strike harsh.
The Bundle Of Joy
The little boy being unruly
screaming with joy
seemingly a loving act
mumbling with discomfort
indicating a sign of uneasiness
going by his shrieks and cries
every action of him be a play
delighting all around with cheer
being a mother of such a boy
always on toes with a vigour
making a move fast with a rigour
beyond any cope up and posing a stress
proves hard and bothersome
at times gets beyond control
she losing her sleep and rest
not careful in her schedules
falling down in exasperation
wishing someone could handle him
if being offered to take up
reluctant to share with others
feeling the little boy mischievous
being her own bundle of joy.
The Pathos
The pathos that generate
hearing a narration
being one of sad or being glad
a gush of emotions there be
rising up in a spurt
unable to suppress
the sympathy overwhelms
blinding the reason
not wanting to analyse
be it true or false
the power being so vivacious
that pursues an extension
where aid comes upfront
and the physical rendition accompanies
as being genuine in the appeal
there be no second thoughts one feels
when turning to be a drama
the anger and feel of cheat rises
promoting a disaster horrible.
With that the pity turns into a vengeance
the sympathy has led to a deprivation
and the compassion culminating into a desolation.