Posted in Bedtime Stories

Bedtime Stories

Oh I wish I had a recorder,
That reads stories for my son,
I am blank, ran out of stories,
Bluffing cock and bull stories.

I laugh at my pathetic stories,
Poor baby believes them all,
Asking for more the next night,
While I lay miserably exhausted.

Monitors me round the clock,
Repeating my words often,
Can’t hold my mobile for long,
As he warns, I may go blind!

Like a parrot he repeats me,
Rectifies me if I am wrong,
Oh boy! Rules are just for you,
Giggled at my parenting tricks.

Kavitha Patchamalai

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Posted in life

Bruised

Kept hearing kittens scream,
Thought was a normal fight,
But heard a cat went crazy,
Loosing her kittens to a monster.

Saw a hurt kitten on my gate,
Tired with bruises on his back,
Limped his way to me in pain,
Offered him a piece of cake.

Shocked to see his grit to live
A poor little soft creature is he!
He felt very safe in my garage,
As he is not scared anymore!

Kavitha Patchamalai

Posted in anxiety, Loneliness

The Fighter

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

Posted in life, World, a Stage

Locked door

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

Posted in being mom

George and Mama Pig

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

Posted in anxiety, Depression

The Plight

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

Posted in being mom, child

His intoxicating smile!

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