The Fable of the Rings

The ring that was perfect  lost!

The ring that was precious  gone!

Oh Lord! What a lost cause she is?

Why give her another? A ring that was pretty, wasted.

Sadly, the memory was never!

Autumn dressed for winter and marching came spring

In the meadow, below the big willow

While she collected rocks, A ring she found

A dull flabby ring she found.

Rejoiced , wore it like a crown

Ha! Pretty she felt..

Shimmering summer slowly removed her coat for autumn, 

And autumn passed her responsibilities to winter later.

On a warm winter day,at the irony she laughed 

Flabby it is, yet it remains!

Perfect she knew this was.

THE KAJAL

Tring, tring goes the alarm.
The moon shines bright,
Her body begs to rest awhile
but, her heart knows better
The responsibilities beckon her.

Not a sigh in her smile,
Rather brimming with love in her tired eyes.
Draping her invisible amour,

Fastening her routine shoes,
Wrum... like a rocket she goes.

Forged with Oceans of Love,
           the Air of Kindness,
           the Volcano of Strength
and the Earth of Benevolence.

SHE becomes,
          A Shoulder to cry,
          A battery of strength,
          A sister to share
          A mother to ask

          A daughter to love,

          A princess in guise,

          A queen in spirit,

          A  warrior in War,

          A diplomat at home,

          A protector of her own

Well beyond, an architect of life.

In simpler words" A WOMAN " she becomes.

To Thine DEAREST

Dearest,

Is it an illusion that I see ? Or is it a crack in thy armour?

Is it indifference that I feel or thee holding thy at the bay?

Is it a smile that I see ? Or just the upturn of thy lips?

Is it kindness, thee express or a part thy perform?

Is it concern that I hear ? Or thee extending courtesy?

Is it jealousy that I smell ? Or thine  opinion bloom?

Questions to ask, curiosity to extinguish.

Unaltered humour, prevented heart break.

Questions to ask, curiosity to extinguish,

Questions to ask and curiosity to extinguish.

Is it silence that I hear or thee being selectively negligent?

Is it that I hear from my eyes or thee appearing biased?

Is it humour I sense or thee being sarcastic?

Is it just me, being naive and thee being thee?

If thee would speak. Least, honestly with thine emotions.

Answered questions, extinguished curiosity.

Altered humour and heart broken!

TRIBUTE TO THE TURTLE!

Its time to venture into the lost years
"Lost" they say, "Adventure" I seek.
No guarantee or warranty
Neither a direction or the plan.

Swish swish the Ocean beckons
So hypnotizing, I steer
For all I know..
Instincts can never veer,
Love can never harm,
Faith knows no bounds,
Hope can ever guide,
Life's just a  crazy ride.

The shore where my loyalty lies,
Trust is all, she possesses
A belief of return, she retains
For she knows what my heart yearns.

Squashing her Doubts,
Hammering her cynicism,
"Adieu my love" She kisses
 Thud.. with a spank for luck
                                                                         And a warm hug for the lump,
                                                                        With a Big smile and tears running,
                                                                        She lets go.. for she knows,
                                                            Imprinted she is for ever.. yeah, my first love... Ever!

"THE GIRL AGAINST THE WORLD"

Born, one in many
All alone you stand.
Bought up with the crowd,
Humming with crazy idea, weird thought,
 instant hugs, constant fights,
Loved  silence and Lusted chaos..
What not you are, moi belle?

A pretty face they saw.
Teary eyes she did,
A strong spirit they felt.
Broken heart she nursed.
As an amour around her scars
A sweet smile she bore.

Diamonds she donated in a blink,
Pennies she treasured, Red, Blue and Pink!
For love she knew naught,
and to fear, she was taught not!

Daring the big bad wolf, she stood
wearing the dazzling red shoes, she strolled
Navigating with her cherub in the woods,
Trusting the old lady with the juicy red fruit... oh.. Belle!

Rubbing her knees she stood,
Fiercely loved, guided, protected and learnt,
 Well done.. Belle. 
Left right left, along the drums
Off the beat, wild yet Graceful..she moved
On and on and on...