A token of love
a small gift of love
with words of a wish
would extend a bliss
could not be explained
with wordings plain
could only be experienced
with feelings intense.
Category: Love
Love me not
love me not with fear
love me dear.
“Mother” a lovable word
embraces all with love
looks with eyes benign
seeks nothing in return
a solace to all
solicits with a smile
knows only selfless affection
brings tears to my eyes
as I recollect my own
a tough lady by nature
bore so much love inside
never showed it out explicit
being an innate confidence
versatile and a genius
took after her father
an architect par excellence
not in a way qualified
an administrator beyond imagination
not in a way qualified
a housewife ahead of thoughts
not in a way qualified
a teacher strict to the core
not in a way qualified
lacked she in one aspect
could that be a minor one
it be the cooking skill
she never wanted to master
rather never attempted once in her life
the mother of mine is a straight woman
majestic and careful
walked with an air of pride
her eyes reflected her feeling
her hands excelled in sewing and knitting
the embroidery was her speciality
grammar was her focus
punctuations came first
she lived like a Queen
her bastion always in her hand
such a mother I was blessed to have
being so born in the earth
which too bears the honour of a mother
earth being the founder of all
a symbolic significance of patience and pride
all at the same time and with the same demand 
I love you
I love you all the more
I love you so much
I love you as such
I love you in a stretch
I love you with all my heart.
I love you with a great start.
I love you.
Hands folded he prays
one stands and chants
the other kneels down
one another falls prostrates
each one does it in his own way
expressing his faith and devotion
piety is the base behind
with closed eyes and ardent feel
with an enormous fervour he prays
devotion is that which comprises
faith and love, belief and trust
take him to the realm of peace
where his mind rests without any trouble
transcends into a place of bliss
forgets his turmoil for a while
communes with the Almighty.
If that be the devotion in a kind
where one loses himself straight
the other form is the liking with all sincerity
not on work, but on people too
an attachment towards them with respect
a feel could never be explained
a love steady and strong.
Talk to me
with love and a feel
a great deal.
Talk to all
affably and with all kindness
be the oneness.
Talk and talk
meaningful and with great sincerity
be the stock.
It is love
pure and pristine in beauty
fear to disallow.
A lively day
call it any way
hot and sunny
enchanting and funny
like to rush out
bask in the sun throughout
could not run though
as I interrupt the flow
I stay back for a while
move òut in style
look at the sun
it shines almost
without interval
be it referral
suppose to be
grand as it could be
love to stand for ĺong
could not bear it for long.
It is Father’s day
seem to me very different
we had in our days
no such events
yet we loved our fathers
did not tell them loudly
admiration and respect we had together
nothing into the cloudy
it was a subtle appreciation
we nurtured secretly in our minds
Father to us was a creation
with much authority in a kind
we nestled close to our mothers
fathers stood a little aside.
Coming to my father
his immaculate white attire
caught all eyes rather
never seen him in any other colour
not very tall in stature
posted a smile always
that undoubtedly won over
the hearts of many in everyway
a gentleman to the core
dynamic and impressive in posture
sported a twinkle in his eyes
could write a beautiful brochure
about his routine and ways .
Anyhow I remember him today
not for his genoristy or love
the measure he adopted in a way
especially towards me in a proof
had made me what I am today
independent and stern in attitude
let me end with good old memeories
as they alone would make anyone 
happy.
Categories
Merry Christmas
Come every year the Christmas
a festival of candles
honouring the birth of Christ
a gesture in a way very amazing and sprite
a significance with all merits
that be not only a birthday of the Lord
but be a recapture of his faith and brand
a renewal of his teachings
a virtual celebration as it looks now
being a convenient escapism from the cult
Christianity preaches love and kindness
mercy and sympathy carry the impetus
violence and hatred never in the syllabus
tells us to embrace every soul with a lovely smile
that takes us with a distinction across the miles
Do we see such kindred spirit as of now?
Have to hunt for such souls through the brow.
That again is an exercise to no avail
Setting aside the mission for a while
Wishing all a Merry Christmas
and a Happy N
ew Year.
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