Sunday, August 10, 2014

Special Greeting on Rakhi Day

A strong silken thread 
coated with love, 
I seek
A promise to protect with
Security in contract
May Lord bless you with health
And make you very strong
So that you come around
And guide me in the wrong
On this day, 
so real and precious
I wish you happiness
With crown of golden Sun rays
To brighten up your days
Here is wishing you
A happy Rakhi day

Thursday, June 19, 2014

Dip Dip

Dip, dip , 
yes I made dip, dip
Basil flavored
Nutty, spicy
Sprigs of rose mary, but few
Olive oil to give it a shine
Oh yes
I made it after a long time
Hung curd
Swinging on a kitchen tap
Collected the dripping
Butter milk
And drank that too
"Nothing must go to waste"
Mom always said
Now I have a creamy
Dip dip
Will feast on it
For next few days
Would you join me?
Hello, Yes...you?

Wednesday, June 11, 2014

True Friend

As the time unfolds,
you begin to recognize 
the one 
who is a true friend,

who overlooks 
your shortcoming and 
looks deep into your soul, 
 
who is not ashamed 
by the mistakes and wrong turns 
but silently guides you 
to a safer zone, 
with a smile and eyes 
that spell 
'I understand'. 


From thousand friends 
that cluster around you like bees,
singing praises and 
enjoying the sweetness in you
but suddenly dwindle to naught 
leaving their sharp sting behind
when you are feeling low 


it is just 
that one true friend 
who stands there, 
waiting to remind you 
that you are not alone.....

Saturday, May 10, 2014

Mother's Day

When I was young, 
We never celebrated 
Mother's day
Never did we purchase 
Any rose 
For a very special day
All days were the same, 
We cared, 
Mom cared, 
But never was the affection 
Physically expressed
Love meant obeying 
All request,
Following the house rules and
Passing all tests


'Listen, never go ashtray,

 don't bring family name
 to disgrace"

Mom worried 
if we stay out late

"Can you come home, please,
 before eight?"

We saw dark circle under Mom's eyes
We knew she hadn't slept all night

When Mom smiled
Our world was bright
Every happy day was
Mother's day!!!

Saturday, May 03, 2014

Strange Women

The woman sat next to me, her eyes fixed on her mobile, her finger tips brushing lightly over keypad. I waited for her to move her head, to get an eye contact, so that i could introduce myself and get to know her. it seemed odd to me to sit quietly, as if wrapped in anger, sealed lips. A little smile can speak thousand words. I waited. 

The waiter began to serve the food, cottage cheese in tomatoes, fragrant colorful rice, smoked brinjals. "The food looks delicious" I smiled, looking in her direction. She placed her mobile next to her plate and began to nibble, her eyes fixed on her plate. The women on my right answered "Yes, indeed, quite a feast." For the rest of the evening, I spoke to the woman on my right, ignoring the woman on my left.

We were no enemies, just strangers, seated next to each other on Chef's table to get acquainted with each other while we sampled food. But how can you force a conversation with a person who prefers to stay aloof? After every two bites, she returned to her mobile to make some notes.

After the dinner, she disappeared, leaving no trace except an empty chair. Later, I learnt she was an actress, had few successful TV serials to be proud of. I don't watch TV, so I didn't recognize her.

I understood her silence.

Competition

hate competitions. 

On my normal days I might excel in my work but under the watchful eyes, my knees grow week. People are watching, they will judge me, although they don't even know me. My immediate performance will channel their thoughts.

I know these things shouldn't bother me. Why do I care what opinions are strangers making about me? They will soon forget. 

But the sniggering thought at the back of my mind keeps reminding me that I could have done it better, if only I had done it differently..if only I was alert...if only I had used my imagination, skill, expertise..my ego is seriously depressed..keeps poking my conscious

"Loser! Loser!" it screams till I block my mind...

But mistakes happen and then two weeks later, all is forgotten....it really didn't matter how I had performed, at least I tried my best.......

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Days When Things Go Wrong

Days when things go wrong
When the rays of sun are too strong
When the flower beds are crushed by cruel breeze
When u wished u had never ventured out against hard seas
No soft words can cherish you
No shade is calm enough to protect you
Those are the days
You must lie cuddled in your soft bed
Close the eyes and brace self tight
Watch through drooped eyes for day to pass by
Consoling self that all will soon be right
Its a passing phase
this too shall pass
If you learn to compromise
Blend the blood in your heart
To a nuetral shade
no use to fret over small stuff
And everything that is not right is truly
a small stuff..

Wednesday, April 16, 2014

Thai Curry





Hello
Look here
Listen to my poetry

I sang when I picked up, on my way
From my stock at pantry

Some basil
Some lemon
And pieces of galangal

Today in my kitchen
I danced around 
When I tried a new recipe

In hot oil
I dumped
Few shots of coconut milk

Stirring, stirring, stirring, stirring
With basil, lemon, chilies

Some chicken
Some broccoli
Two spoons of paste greenery

Smelling, smelling, smelling, smelling,
The fragrance is, oh so sweet

The richness
The quality
Taste chicken dipped in veggies

Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, breathe out
Eat  
Drool not
Over my Thai curry

also cross posted on my FB page at Pushpee's World

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