The Shadows

15 Feb 2012

Four walls, two windows and a door


Just that I need four walls, two windows and a door,
I don’t need anything more,
To rest, repose and sleep,
To sleep peace and deep,
To nurture my child,
And to care him and guide,
Health and hearth and heart.
To cook and fill the empty,
To stay merry and happy,
To live, be alive and love,
Handful of rice to grub,
To see my dreams, I bore.
I just need four walls, two windows and a door,
I really don’t need anything more.



My Kite


He was all of violet
With hues of blue
Some pink dots
And golden streaks too

With valour and longing
He gazed at the sky
Knowing he was always
Meant to fly

It must have been
His luckiest day
A li’l girl came
All ready to play

She looked at the kite
With her loving eyes
Imagined him having
A rendezvous with the skies

She took him home
And kept him safe
Caressed him, admired him
And then one day…

Excited, she tied the string
And lifted him in her hands
That’s when the pain arose
She felt its blistering pangs

She had always known
It was love at first sight
How could she now let him
Take his first flight?

What if he tore?
What if he was lost?
Wasn’t he too precious
To bear such a grave cost?

So she tore the strings
To relieve her fears
And made him heavier
By soaking him in tears

His colours soon bled
With all her crying
He knew he could now
Never even dream of flying

They sacrificed adventure
For  the fear of pain
Gave up the skies
For everything mundane

Never did they sing again
Nor  feel the wind’s draft
They lived and smiled
But alas! Never again laughed…!!!

The Dream by a Fairy


I was so sad, sitting by the window,
Tears in my eyes, talking to my shadow.
The sky was night, the stars and moon,
Blinking so shine, it looked like noon.
The owl reposed at the distant tree,
I wanted to flee, fly carefree.
I sobbed and moaned, in pain helpless,
I could not take it more, so sad was the phase.
And I saw a Fairy star, jumping on my bed,
From window she came hopped in through, caressed on my head.
Asked me, “Why you crying lady? Why a’int you give a grin?”
I wept, my nose so red and blocked, my eyes swollen and thin.
I said ‘‘I want a friend of mine, to play with and to sing,
Who can give me love and joy, and can be my super-King!”
And she looked in wonder, being surprised and thoughtful,
And she got an idea clicked, she took out one toadstool.
She sat on it and laughed out loud, and stroke me with a wand,
I felt so sleepy, drowsy, dizzy, went to bed instant.
I found a mouse in a coat, holding a stick in hand,
A crowded fair, following him, looked so great and grand.
The mouse winked his eyes, frowned his button nose,
Licked his whiskers, eating cheese, red socks on his toes.
He tickled me, dance too did, on my tummy top,
And then he beat me with his stick, and said ‘’ am done with my job”
I woke up hurried, sat still straight, surprised on the bed,
O my god! He kicked me inside; my dreams still roam my head.
I walked to mirror, stood in front, saw my tummy womb,
Now I remember, it’s my baby, who kicked me inside and jumped.
I felt so happy, he bumped me more, and I was dreaming it’s true,
But now I know, my King is none, superman, other than You.