We’ve been in lockdown quite a while,
It’s getting hard to raise a smile,
I sometimes force a rictus grin,
But everything is wearing thin.
In lockdown clothes are getting tight,
No exercise builds an appetite.
The government tells everyone to stay in,
But everyone skips and hops
They crowd the beaches, the parks,
And stand in line for hours, outside the shops.
But everyone finds a way to forget yesterday.
Hope tomorrow’s bright! But for today,
Please stay at home and pray.
Tag: Poem
Love of Travelling
You are just a visitor
In the land of the creator.
Enjoy your visit –
Flying in the open sky
Like a tranquil eagle,
Having a whale of a time,
Reading a mystery novel
Or by a trip around the world.
Travelling is a game of joy !!!
It reveals the mystery and dreams of the traveller.
Exploring new places excites me,
Let’s prepare and pack our bags with bread, butter and brie.
It is fun going across hills, rivers, oceans or mountains,
And remember even after travelling miles your energy will sustain.
Wandering around learning different languages or different cultures
Adds on to your knowledge,
One day you will acknowledge.
That is why someone has well said –
“The world is a book, and those who do not travel read only one page ” Who says travelling is ridiculous? Ask me, it is just miraculous !!
Earth Poem
7 continents, 195 countries, 10000 cities is the earth
Blue, cool breeze of water is the earth
Green beauty of the forest is the earth
Earth is a place which is alive
Blue and green planet
Where lives thrive
One of a kind in the milky way
Earth is the only place where humans have a say
Earth is a beauty
Earth is sunshine
The earth is healing, now everything’s fine.
वतनपरस्त हूँ मैं
हाँ वतनपरस्त हूँ मैं क्योंकि मैंने धर्म की लकीर से देश को नहीं बांटा,
शम-अल्लाह की दुहाई देकर जिस्म को नहीं काटा,
देश है मेरा कभी न थमने वाला दरिया,
यह तो मुहब्बत और इंसानियत का है ज़रिया |
हाँ वतनपरस्त हूँ मैं क्योंकि वतनपरस्ती को धर्म है माना,
अपने हमवतन को अपना कुनबा माना,
न कोई मेरा मज़हब, न कोई रंग,
रहे तिरंगा ही मेरे दिल के संग |
हाँ वतनपरस्त हूँ मैं क्योंकि बांटी मैंने लोगों में मुहब्बत,
नहीं धर्म के नाम पर की बग़ावत,
नहीं मेरी कोई मुक़द्दस किताब,
संविधान की ही करूं पूजा-आदाब |
हाँ वतनपरस्त हूँ मैं क्योंकि मुल्क के लिए एक ही है चाहत,
मिले मुल्क को मज़हबी-जातिवाद से राहत,
फहराऊं दुनिया पर हिन्दुस्तान का परचम,
याद रखे दुनिया हिन्दुस्तानियों को हरदम |
क्योंकि हाँ वतनपरस्त हूँ मैं ,
हाँ वतनपरस्त हूँ मैं |
The Enigma
Who am I?
I don’t know who I am!
Which kind of temperament do I have?
Tranquil or wrathful…
Peaceful or quiet?
Am I sociable or hostile?
Am I pragmatic or simply vile?
Am I a top-notch sister?
Or just a walking disaster?
Do I handle situations with utmost finesse?
And just giggle when under stress?
Am I versatile, I’d say obviously,
I do yoga, art, lawn tennis,
Even talking – quite seriously.
Even if you’re afraid, my head would swell
I implore you, and beg you, and exhort you,
Oh please tell, tell, tell!
Hot Summer days
It’s the time of scorching days and nights,
What about a jump in water from a great height!!
This is the time of tangy fruits
like Mango, Grapes and Watermelon
So what about chilled water, sugar and lemon!!
It’s the time of summer vacation,
So, it is the time to go out
through the airport or the railway station.
It’s the time to go onto the beaches,
and enjoy eating sweet cherries and litchis.
You guessed it correct, my friend
It’s the time of Summers, and
I wish you a happy goodbye!!!
Honesty
There is a voice inside you, it tells you not to lie.
There is a voice inside you that tells you not to spy.
The voice inside tells you to say the truth even in a catastrophe.
The voice inside that beckons you to return every lost penny.
A great man once said no legacy is as rich as honesty, and the voice inside is that fact’s testimony.
The voice inside that tells us to be fair, to say the truth and be a dear.
Being honest costs nothing.
But the truth can get you everything
That’s why the quiet voice inside
Teaches us,
Good old honesty.
Limericks
Dance
It’s dance. Dance, Dance, Dance!
Oh pretty feet, they be like a fiery tweet.
Here and there they go, Round and Round on the beat.
It’s Dance, Dance, Dance!
Flowing hands in the air, I close my eyes and forget my fear.
Oops and I gotta say this..it’s sometimes even like a BEAR!
It’s Dance, Dance, Dance!
Either Blackpink or One Direction, Feels like I’m in a timeless dream.
It’s Dance, Dance, Dance!
Well, don’t tell anyone but it’s sometimes a bit like ugh too.
You’d think why? I’d say.. Shh! You’d only know if you were in my shoe.
Miracle Workers
The sun shines and she wakes up
Her day of strenuous work begins
She is a wife, daughter, sister, mother, friend
But most importantly she is her own person
Every day she is judged
Doesn’t fit society’s beauty pageant laws
Short, tall, dark, fair
Skinny or chubby, she is beautiful in her own way
Her scars show her battle marks
She fights the misogynists everyday
Rising above their petty gender remarks/ norms
She proves her vehement disregard
Faith makes her laugh everyday
When she bleeds she is ridiculed
Impure, she is pronounced
Drums of joyous festivities can be heard from miles away when she misses it
Her dreams aren’t bubbles that can be popped
They are diamonds, hard to break and worth millions
Don’t tie her down because your culture says so
Maybe she is fulfilling the dreams of many
A different kind of crazy
A bewitching smile
Dancing around in the monstrous world
She is a woman, I say.