She stares at his weak stature often,
Truly saddened to see his wrinkles,
Once dark and curly hair is grey,
His anxious mind is dark sometimes!
Growing old is cruel for others,
As it’s like watching leaves wither,
Fall to rot, disappearing forever,
With no trace of existence!
Though she forgets, her mind warns,
But her heart refuses and wants,
More time for him, for her sake,
As a father is much dear to her!
When I typed my resignation,
His thoughts filled my mind,
Imagining all ways possible,
To spend my time with him.
Have no regrets at all till now,
As I play, laugh,hug, kiss,
And spend my time loving him,
Compensating the lost days!
Having thrown the money away,
My presence is gold and diamonds,
That can never be bargained,
Precious days filled with love!
Encountered a witch in white,
Who is carrying a devil inside,
God knows how many roam,
In this world to kill another.
May karma take care of it,
Slimy smile that revolted me,
At times had to act friendly,
But evil is contagious as sin.
Run away from the light,
That gives out dirty smoke,
Which may cloud your eyes,
Run! Run! away from the doom.
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.
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.
I see him daily near a mall,
Under a tree selling fruits,
As the hot sun scorches dry,
Hiding under an umbrella.
It’s no wonder that struggle,
Is the same for everyone,
It’s the choice that decides,
How you lead your life!
Life is not a bed of roses,
Some work hard to earn,
Some have money to spend,
Either ways it’s unpredictable!
Oh! what a feeling is to drive,
A car that grows me wings,
As I accelerate and shoot,
On the road feeling liberated!
It’s no easy job if you panic,
Of the crowd that may abuse,
If you hit someone by mistake!
But being positive can only help.
The ride feels so good and cool,
I forget everything that bothers,
Travel in my world that is new,
And none but me racing fast!