FAREWELL 2011

From school days, travelling down the memory lane to college days... This poem I wrote bidding farewell to our immediate seniors.

 

FAREWELL 2011

Farewell to thee, farewell to thee;

Farewell budding engineers to be!!

Each had a dream in his eyes for so long, 

And laboured for years so nothing went wrong.

Each student had a different song,

Various thoughts echoing for long;

Some had grace and some had voice,

Talents galore with varied choice.

They proved their mettle time and again,

Brought glory to college and heaps of fame.

Now, they proved themselves this time again,

With campus selections the results did rain.

With all hearts filled with joy and zeal,

We wish luck to all and happiness to feel.

Farewell to thee, farewell to thee;

Farewell budding engineers to be!!

SHARING

One of the poems I wrote in my school days and recited and was awarded. Recently too, I recited the poem in GIFLIF (Great Indian film and literature festival) Slam Poetry contest, few weeks back. Hope you all like it. Don't forget to comment. After all it's all about 'sharing' (your thoughts)... 

SHARING

The recording of the poem's recitation at GIFLIF - 

“This violin belongs to me, you see!” my brother yelled at me.

The obstinacy in his eyes was indeed unbearable for me.

I tried to calm him, with all my might; but that’s easier said than done.

So, I used words, my last weapon, to make his temper run.

“Sharing; a synonym of caring, is what it means to me.

So, if you have a heart, it’s said, you have an urge to part.

Sharing is like the river pure, flowing from mighty mountains,

Feeding its water to the plains, giving life to the grains.

What if the warmth of the sun, it had never bestowed on?

The darkest hour would lead to another, not a marvelous dawn.

Think of the dried landscapes, the barren deserts formed;

If the mountains had been, ill-conceited and mean – sounds like the dooms-day indeed.

So lend a helping hand to few and life will be a dream to you.

Share your troubles, your joys, your griefs and see your happiness increase.

Meanness spells an eclipse of greed, so share you must and share you should,

And be the human made by God, above all creation.”

With these words, I saw my brother with tears rolling down his eyes;

Handing his violin to me he agreed, he was sorry and aggrieved,

And I hugged him and said, “It was human to make mistakes”,

To which, he said, “My dear sister, your lesson would I always share,

As the person who shares, indeed, is the person who really cares.”

DREAM

Hi all! I wish to share another poem I wrote. Please read and don't forget to comment...

DREAM

I slept and dreamt a little dream

A world where anything was possible, one was his own deity supreme
I woke dismayed on my bed

No Jeannie, no magic just pillows overhead

I dreamt again and again and began

Folk tales of kings and mighty clan
Few broken pledges some future promises

Each dream possessed a thousand wishes

What if the mighty dreams we dreamt did fill

An existence - their own; than just a moment's thrill

Dreams dreamt at dusk, fulfilled at dawn

How pleasing would the night be witnessing a profound morn

If only what we dreamt we got

Treasures of gold each hand would have sought

alas, life's mysteries thus could not be solved

Dreams more than a bubble's existence, O how we wished we could be God!

STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY

Hello everyone! First blog posts are always special to the blogger. I thought of sharing a poem I wrote in my first post. Hope reading it turns out to be special (to the reader as much as the blogger) as well. Please post your comments as it turns out I cannot actually see who has +1ed the post...

STARS IN THE NIGHT SKY

Like little diamonds in the sky,

Twinkle the stars as night goes by;

Yet what wealth these diamonds bring,

is beyond the art of questioning.

When eyes be sent to the distant sky-

Great stories reveal as time passes by;

For heaven is but a starry world and hell to us so

And with the stars twinkle the stories of the dead low.

Stars help those lost in their quests

And as a compass they direct.

For when in need nothing helps

As does the silent guidance of stars.

As night proceeds and with it rays of light darken,

Stars be the sole ray of hope for everyone to lighten.

And once again a scary night becomes a starry night,

When and only when gather the stars upon the night.