Inner Child

 

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Away from the daily grind

Peace reigns in the mind tonight

Tomorrow will be another day

With more challenges coming my way

But, 'tis time to tarry a while

Bring out the inner child

Like the many flowers romp & play

Set forth on life again on Monday

Pix Contributed by

Shashi, Shantha, Vivek & Shalini

Life's Changes

 

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Life sometimes needs changes

Allowing us to expand our ranges

Even the tried, tested, and true

At times needs to be structured anew

Permanence is muchly desired

But, time like that is not wired

There’s a constant ebb and flow

That’s the only way to grow

Flowers bud, bloom and go

At this they are absolute pros

In multi hues, they cheerfully preen

Each season has its reigning queen

Pix contributed by

Shashi, Shantha, Ketaki & Ranjona

Colors Bloom Nigh

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Spring & early summer do meld

In their grip, this world is held

Somewhere the heat’s turning up high

While elsewhere, colors bloom nigh

Life irrevocably continues its march

Emotions, feelings leave us parched

Fleeting time’s in a constant turn

Around us moments do churn

The whirl, tilt, tumble, and sway

Marks each night and every new day

Pix contributed by

Rachna, Shashi & Shalini

Majesty on Show

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Birth & death, the cycle is set 

Within each journey are expectations to be met

Time moves fast, & then it moves slow

We must each match its flow

Seasons come & seasons go

Nature puts its majesty on show

Revival, rebirth, the cycle continues

Flora, fauna, humans form its retinue

Words, lines, rhymes meander around

Sometimes they go to ground 

Sometimes alive & kicking are found

Pix contributed by

Rina (Via Shalini), Vivek, Rachna & Dr. Manish

Tiny Songs

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The veil lifts up briefly as if to say
There you are, it’s another day
Time to get alive & moving
Maybe today is when you’ll be grooving
Marching in tandem with life’s drums
Making new music as it strums
Through your veins loud and clear
Do not permit grief to shear
More of your life & days
Maybe, today, the brain constant will stay
And the overwhelming fog will run away
Birds chirping indicates a new morn
As blooms on a tree are worn
Nature moves tried, tested, and true
Flowers bloom through and through
What compels this cycle anew
Spring’s burst forth with flowers in every hue
Lines are reviving again
That’s not to say there’s no pain
But, life cannot be held down for long
It will sneak out in tiny songs

Pix Contributed by:

Shantha, Shalini & Shashi

Lost Words

Lost Words!

Mom's loved Bougainvillea

It's now been about 15 months since I lost mom (Dec30, 2022) and life somehow seems to have hit a massive roadblock. I move, that is true, I live, striving to fulfill her last commandments to me, but there's a deep emptiness inside. Last year was bad, filled with what ifs and guilt that maybe I could have done more. Had it not been for family (immediate, & extended) I would have probably crumbled. Last year was all about loss, about understanding that she was no more, about seeking her consciously & unconsciously everywhere! Heartrending emptiness would be followed by slow acceptance and then something or someone would offer a trigger and the cycle would repeat again. There were exhortations from some in the extended family/friends circle to go on with life and not cling to loss and I could feel myself shrinking & withdrawing. There were also many expressions of support. 

As my aunt said to me when I met her in Feb last year: 

You are because she was. You are hers, she's in you. Every step of the way, you carry her, her love, care, teaching with you. Therefore, even as it hurts to have lost her physically, she's still there. Keep her in your heart, be full, be happy. Mothers are happy when their children are happy & flourishing. Her blessings, her love are always with you. As much as you couldn't see her suffer, her soul cannot bear you suffering. So  smile, if is tinged with pain, so be it, live not just for yourself but for her, too!

These words help me everyday! A cousin also helped when she said: 

I remember Mom (she lost her mom about 16 years ago) everyday; some memories bring moisture to my eyes, others make me smile & laugh aloud. You will also get there, it takes time!

As most of you would likely know, I used to post on the flowers blog, but somehow, somewhere

Words have lost their spark

Rhymes to darker times do hark

Flowers are pleasing to the eye

The heart sees them and emits huge sighs

Time tumbles and turns

Memories do churn

The gaze falls on an empty chair

Her presence is sought here and there

Utter silence meets the ears

And then there are so many tears

Who would have thought loss would hit so hard

Piercing like a pointed glass shard

Time lends a healing touch

But sometimes it’s too little, sometimes too much

A fog seems to have overtaken the brain

Words, emotions, feelings tumbling in an unknown refrain

One foot in front of another do I go

Sometimes rapid, at times slow

Destinations, goals are somewhere lost

Bumbling, fumbling at what cost

I have over the last 10-months or so attempted to write, to restart the blog, but praise & lighter rhymes do not come forth. Above my own loss is the absolute depravity & bestiality on show, as it were in Gaza, that renders me further speechless & powerless

Consciously, unconsciously, frowning she stood
Looking out of the window, seemingly lost
Over a chirping, coming alive hood

Life, it seemed at once at standstill and rushing by

Grief, a silent steady thrumming drum

Humanity ripped of its veneer

Greed, hunger, a base animalistic cohort exposed

I will strive to write, but words may not be airy-fairy, with the lightness & cheer that nature's bounty via her flowers deserves