My Jewel – A Tribute to Mother

My Jewel – A Tribute to Mother

On your bosom I found comfort and peace...

On your bosom I found comfort and peace…

Mine heart fills with pleasure...

Mine heart fills with pleasure…

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Mine heart fills with pleasure
Oh depth of love can there be
Gift supreme words cannot measure
Your unwavering love for me

Love than pain itself made strong
Gave my first abode without a frown
Love so divine I never can wrong
So deep no depth can drown

Through her my first words I formed
My toothless grin your heart ever so joyful
Your teary smile as your ears heard
On my infant lips your name though mouthful

Once at my first step my legs took a miss
Your eyes bade me to rise each time I fell
My bruised knees your soft lips kiss
My will to rise making your heart swell

When by thoughtless words and loveless act
Your gentle heart my action pierced
For this deed myself I despised
To never hurt you so, I made a pact

Soon by life’s fang I got bitten
My strength failed, my will to live decreased
Your eyes baring more pain than I smitten
On your bosom I found comfort and peace

When old age dug in your cheeks
And back that bore me through worry curved
I vow I’ll forever be your arms and legs
Oh sweet mother, you are adorned

For you Mum – Your unwavering love and strength, give me the courage to keep fighting. You are the best.
And for all mothers, may you reap the fruit of your labour.
Lots of love

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Just a day ago

Just a day ago

English: Photo of man looking happy and sad

English: Photo of man looking happy and sad (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Just a day ago this was my own abode
The people my own brethren
The vicinity ingrained in my familiar concepts
The culture inseparable with my existence
The air and its agents resonant of my hopes

Then when did I become alien to it all?
Why did they start to address me in foreign colour?
I didn’t feel any transition at night, did you?
Then why does this morning feel so different?
Why have all elements of coziness become hostile?

Just a day ago when things were in my reality
The knock on the door meant a friendly invite
In only a day the knock has transitioned into terror
The sound is the same, the people are the same
It’s the Intentions which have got morphed
Accelerated by perverted catalysts
Of an unknown nature

Heart says in repeated mantras
It is not true, it is not true
Only an alternate reality, an alternate reality
But the cognitive faculties of brain
Have to function in desperation
To protect all that I love

Now what seems like light years later
I ask your scholarship to be put in motion
To list out and explain to me
What makes your own brethren turn on you?
How does your own nurturing come to bite you?

How did it happen that to refer to my home
Instead of picking the soil I stand on
I now have to point finger at a political atlas
One minute it was a home for me
The other minute I needed authorization

Maybe the answer lies in the corridor of ideas
An autopsy of which reveals unfound hate
Propaganda of a fascist colour
That portrays my ‘kind’ in a different ‘shade’
Demanding my vanquished state

Come to think of it, it seems chimerical
That something as abstract as propaganda
Can result in a molecular shift in societal approach [avatar user=”Abhik Shome” size=”100″ align=”right” link=”/author/abhik-shome” /] So much so it wants to erase its own integral elements
Man killing another man in blind range
Someone he referred to as brother
Just a day ago

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I from eye- The final thought

I from eye- The final thought

English: Action of pendulum of clock

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As time closes its chapter on me
I turn back one last time
And utter my final words
“What was I?”

What was I but a collection of memories?
Existing in the minds I came in contact with
For some I was the epitome of romance
The dark red passionate love
For others I was the mature sage
Telling them about messiah’s dove

For some I was a dear friend
Helping them in all their needs
And for some an unwanted creature
The loser they bullied and veiled

For some I was an inspiration to live for
For some an awkward freak
For some a central figure in their life
For others a passer-by in streets

But whatever I was
I will now exist in my vicinity’s memories
Toning up to the beholder’s colour
Tanning up to their remembering effort
Shaping and brewing up to their taste of me

But as I come to think of it
Something strikes me down entirely
Isn’t it a pity?
That I would never exist for what I really was

Always being a slave to others memories [avatar user=”Abhik Shome” size=”100″ align=”right” link=”/author/abhik-shome” /] Captive in their abstract eyes
Yielding to their views and judgment
I would never be my genuine self
Me

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Sneak A Peek (A Minute Poem)

Sneak A Peek (A Minute Poem)

English: Human eye

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Tell me, you whom my heart desires
Voice of my eyes
Betray my heart
Our prized secret

My eyes, a reflection o’my dream
To mend the seam,
To heal your heart,
And soothe its hurt

Dive and drown in their pool ever,
Keep you in e’er,
Without a fight
All through the night

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