Children and childhood memories

Kids are another name for innocence
They are sweet & alluring,
Like the jasmine's fragrance

They are pure,
like the drops of rain
They jump with joy,
When they see an airplane

They are Fresh,
like morning dew on the grass
Their hearts are plain,
like a crystal clear glass

They are Sensitive,
Like the plant 'touch-me-not'
They don't know what is good,
And what is not

They are free from polluted mind
Their words are sweet and kind

They love to run, jump and play around
They like to swirl like the earth going round

They love to chase the ball
Blow the bubbles, hold the colorful balloon
They wish they could fly across the sky,
And catch hold of the silver moon

They wish they would grow tall,
So that they can reach the chocos,
Kept on the shelf of the wall

For them,Their toys mean the entire universe
They look cute when they sing a poem...
verse by verse..

They wish to land on other planets,
like Venus, Jupiter or Mars
And love to make friendship
With the glowing dazzling stars

Symbolizing freedom,
They wish to fly like butterflies
Aw!! They are all Cutie Pie's

Their happiness or sadness,
knows no bounds
With whistles or flute,
They love to make all weird sounds

They love to play with their pet dogs, kittens or fishes
They don't have too many dreams or wishes

With anyone,
they can mix well and get along
They can't hold hatred or grudges for very long

Their words are the reflections of their hearts
Their mischief has neither any ends nor any starts

They listen to stories lying on Mama's lap who sings lullaby
Once upon the time,There was King..There was Queen..
They listen to them interestingly,
Imagining the stories unseen

When they see funny cartoons,
with joy they laugh & clap
Their best friends and enemies are their siblings,
They show love,by giving warm hugs and tight slaps

Their bold and innocent smiles,
would enlighten the whole city
They say constructing stories,
That go very crazy and witty

I love children and the phase of childhood
Where nothing is bad everything is pleasant and good

Beauty of birds

Photo by Corsuse

Bird watching is full of fun
In the morning with the rising sun

They melodiously sing and chirp
And with their gentle tunes they wake me up

It is delightful to see...When they flutter their wings
It is delightful to hear...When they sing lively tunings

Their colorful feathers are soft like silk
Their gestures are pure like fresh milk

Their nests are creative and beautiful
The sight of mother feeding her baby with her beak is wonderful

When it is raining, In the cool weather
It is lovely to see all the birds flock together

They look pretty when they tweak with their beak
On the tall tree of teak

Ah! I miss some birds these days
Because of man's cruel ways

Cutting the trees! Wiping the forest
These poor birds have no place to rest

We need to preserve them from extinction
Else we will not be left with birds to make a distinction

Lonely classroom

Photo by Puvi Joshi (Mint Icetea Photography)

I used to sit in the classroom
For me, It was full of gloom
I was always treated apart
Like a thrown away piece of broken art
I used to sit alone in the corner of the bench
In the shower of loneliness I used to drench
Along with me no one used to walk
No one used to talk
No one used to listen
No one used to pay attention
With cutting words I was always teased
Seeing me in painful condition they were very happy & pleased
I used to cry internally
With pain, very bitterly
I used to ask myself....
Am I so bad?...
Am I really mad?...
Seeing me like this, Will it make them glad?
But Why?.....
To kill my boredom,
I used to draw, I used to play with my pen
I used to count the numbers, From 0 to 10
I used to recite songs in my mind
I was alive in thoughts but my presence was unknown & blind
I found life in those lifeless things
As they gave me solace than these people with hard feelings
Ah!...I got used to that killing pain
It was my best friend...Our friendship shall always remain

I miss you!

(Photo by Annika Svenmarck)

I miss those days when you called me with utmost love
You don't even bother to look at me now

I miss those days when you used to listen to stories I say
Now,You don't even bother to look at my way

I miss those days when you used to cheer my presence
Now,You've end up enjoying my absence

I miss those days when you considered me as your top priority
Now, I stand no where in your list

I miss those days when you loved to introduce me to your friends
Now, You just treat me like a stranger when they are around

I miss those days when you were always there for me,No matter what!
Now you don't even know that I exist

I miss those days when we both made this world feel jealous
Now, It's all 'Me' there is no 'Us'

I miss those days when you shared each and everything with me
Now, You've got too many friends to consider

I miss those days when you spoke nectar like words filled with innocence
Now, Every word you say hurts me in immense

I miss those days when you couldn't withstand my single drop of tear
Now, You don't even know that I'm crying

I miss those days when you've treated me just like an angel
Now, You've shown my way out from your heart's door

When there was 'Love' in your heart
You accepted me the way I was
And Now that love's gone!
You are looking for reasons to complain

How did you change so much leaving me without any clue?
You've hurt me a lot....Believe me it is true!

I miss you, I miss you to the core Not you,
The person you were before!