She tried and tried to be loved,
But failed infinite times painfully,
Waited for ages to get noticed,
But died a thousand deaths.
Is it the end of the long journey?
That never was a pleasant ride,
Hundreds of excuses for kisses,
Wasted days and years in wait.
Time mocked her endlessly,
As she succeed to stay alive,
Carrying her heavy heart,
Still strong for a journey!
Kavitha Patchamalai
I liked her on the first sight,
I knew that she’s a fighter,
Watched her pick herself,
Face the world bold!
Her smile was humble,
Yet was heavy and fragile,
Her eyes never smiled,
A mystery unresolved!
Had she lost someone?
May be but that’s sad,
For a woman so young,
To walk all alone!
Kavitha Patchamalai
Fear not if you see a locked door,
As there may be another opened,
To explore the options to soar high;
Life is a canvas, dare to hold the brush.
You may paint it black or throw colors,
As it’s your choice to choose happiness,
Overcoming expectation and deceit,
And come up with flying colours in life.
Handle failure with ease as it’s okay,
And it’s not the end of the world,
Be smart to find another solution,
Dead end may not be the end!
Kavitha Patchamalai
He calls himself, “George”,
Piles up all the pillows,
And jumps from the sofa,
Rolling on the floor giggling!
My pulse becomes abnormal,
As I wish to burn the pillows,
But his tantrums warn me,
And keep myself composed!
Granny pig has no patience,
And guts to watch George,
Grandpa pig is horrified,
Yet, keeps an eye on him!
Mommy pig had a long day,
Watching over him play,
Falls asleep before bedtime,
Awakes hearing,”Mom!”.
Kavitha Patchamalai
Do you suffer from a loveless life?
You are not alone in this world,
As no one is happy but miserable,
Even if they are blessed with love.
Cut of the expectation after a point,
And focus on how to live this life,
For you may not get this life again,
Stop chasing after love that’s fake.
You can’t undo the wasted time,
Waiting for finding the lost love,
But do yourself a favor forgetting,
The past that’s worthless and nil.
Kavitha Patchamalai
My heart swells at his smile,
A welcoming smile seeing me,
After his school hours is worth,
Being a mother is a priceless gift.
Is that the love that I longed for,
Years wasted in loneliness,
And like the one lost in a desert,
Found some water, hugged him!
I know that I found love in him,
As I wish to be with him eternally,
For he is like a beautiful flower,
With fragrance that intoxicates me!
Kavitha Patchamalai
