The wasted past

I just turned some chapters back,
In my life book of sweet and bitter memories,
Time wasted with no big goal,
Regret as I age for those moments.

Should have planned quality time,
With my family that is all I have,
Money played the game so well,
Is a slow poison, that killed my time.

All I remember is the hours at office,
And the rest at home to rest,
Should have dreamt big, and chased it,
To cherish my success when I quit.

Books were my companion,
That taught me the way to live,
Else would have got blown in the storm,
I’m sure some good chapters are yet to be added.

Kavitha Patchamalai


The Cab Mirror

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The mirror speaks a million words,
As he couldn’t keep his eyes off it,
Funny was when I caught him off guard,
As some live in a utopia world.

As I lifted my head to see the road,
Saw those pair of eyes again,
Uncomfortable was the feeling,
But I kept mum to discourage him.

My mind was blank and dark,
For I could think nothing,
Waiting for my destination,
As a kid would wait for the class bell.

Then I gave a second thought,
Maybe a harmless look of admiration,
That wouldn’t harm much if ignored,
As it indeed boast my ego.

Kavitha Patchamalai


The dark sky

Yawning loudly, as I opened my window,
Saw the dark sky ready to drizzle,
It instigated me to sit on my balcony couch,
With a cup of coffee to see the dark clouds.

The dark sky brightened my mind,
And the drizzling calmed my nerves,
With warm feelings to relax,
And stare at the sky with no big plans.

As I inhaled the cool breeze,
Could smell the Earth and flowers,
Is this a way they get a shower?
As I smiled at nature, the provider.

My mind wondered like a sailor,
Who sails in a calm sea in rain,
Looking at the sky that controls his move,
Dreading the sea may become rough.

Kavitha Patchamalai

Where to find happiness?

Beautiful feeling is joy,
That lifts your soul high,
Puts your mind at peace,
And gives a glow to your ‘self’.

You sure will have fake friends!
And look so lost and miserable,
In the pursuit of joy in their company,
Return disappointed and sad.

As happiness starts within you,
And at home, you find solace,
In the bosom of your family,
Who,the angels that stand by you.

You are their heart and soul,
And you can never fake a damn thing,
As they know you in and out,
Who share their joy with you.

Kavitha Patchamalai


Colour your canvas!


Add some color to your life,
As each day is a gift to be alive.

Don’t expect anyone to love you,
Start loving yourself.

Give your best to the one you care for,
And never expect back as they can’t.

If you are waiting for someone,
You are killing your time.

If you love someone who doesn’t,
You will miserably die inside.

Break the barriers and get to know you,
And give yourself a pat on the shoulder.

Love can never be forced,
For it’s a spontaneous bond.

Engage yourself with a passion,
That you desired for a long time.

It’s a long way to go,
Yet you will cherish it.

Kavitha Patchamalai