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Wow!! thanks.. it feels great to have won in both the contest that I participated.. I am thankfully that th econtest was held it made me to think into tit and bring something out from my heart on to paper.. thanks for this opportunity..
I-F Creative Head
Joined: 03 February 2006
Poem entries you all wanted to see.
The one who always open her heart for us
In whose land one is always secure
Oh Mother! You are dear for all of us.
Mother the one who accepts slavery for our sake.
The one who if goes far always keeps,
Her thought and eyes on us.
In whose lap one is always comforted.
Oh Mother! You are dear for all of us.
Mother is the one who nourishes our optimism.
The one who don't less erudite,
Always tells us to be firm and steady.
In whose kingdom every child is a Prince.
Oh Mother! You are dear for all of us.
Best gift of nature should be exaggerated with respect.
Mother who cares
Mums-dearest of all
When I question the stars twinkling in the sky,
The vast ocean flowing continuously without a destiny,
The cool breeze wheezing in whispers,
"Who is the dearest of all?"
I receive a single retort in whispers
'Mums', who enchant us with her gentle touch;
She may have coarse and bumpy hands,
But that's all because of the household chores she does
And the pain suffered by her to bestow joyfulness to others;
She indulged heart and soul with us since we were a babe
And caressed sick ones all night;
Each and every individual gets mesmerized by her loving touch
And her presence is really very important around us.
Her hands are not those, immaculate from care
The ones which have ever showed way to lost ones
She is the one, who knows to bring magic into one's bleak ambiance,
Though she is ordinary, she deserves an extraordinary behavior;
For you, the only thing can I do, Mum
Is to keep you cheerful for ever;
God doesn't crack a gig saying-He cannot be present all over, thus he created mums
This carries a sensitive message in itself
And it's our job to uncover it and act accordingly.
To Ma, On Mothers' Day...
"The Lord brought you into this world, and He will look after you..."
that's what she always says;
Ma - who taught me
that when life seems like a long, lonely road,
not to see how long it stretches
but to savour the joy in my every step;
and when I see not a single soul ahead,
how to find a friend in the soft breeze rushing through my hair...
"Live for the moment," she says -
for you may never know when life itself passes you by...
she taught me, not to fear darkness -
but to find peace in its completeness...
to understand, that when I can see nothing around me,
perhaps I shall have a clearer view of myself...
People say that life is the greatest teacher of all,
but for me, it is you, Ma -
who helps me absorb life's lessons, and move on...
to accept even the scars as marks of wisdom'
and then I realise
that you taught me the greatest lesson of all -
you brought me into this world, and taught me how to look after myself...
to stand up for what I believe, in the face of all hardships...
and when I feel chained by loneliness,
to find a companion in faith, a friend in myself, and to truly live...
Thank you, Ma...Happy Mothers' Day'I love you...
My living Angel
My mother,she is my living angel,a face i see from the moment i was born
Always on my side,weather it be for a silly matter or a serious one
'Get Up...It is morning' That's my mother's sound
'Mom...I slept too late the yesterday,please let me have some more minutes'
Without saying anything more,she leaves the room silently,
I know it is her silent approval,after all i am her loving child.
'Is that Jyotiraditya Scindia on the paper?' She asks my father
That is enough to make me get up from my bed.
Politics,Sports related matter cannot make me stay sleepy.
My mother knows it too well like the last weapon to wake me up.
As i brush my teeth and come to read the paper,
I can see my garam garam tea already placed on the table.
As i enjoy my tea i can get the smell of the Morning's breakfast,
Before i finish with the newspaper,my breakfast 'll also be in front of me.
My dad takes a slow leave to his office.
My conversations with him is mostly in the night
Since during mornings both of us live our 'world'
And Mom has to put up with our mood swings.
I ask my mom about the plans for the day,
She tells me nothing special,just a few meetings.
Suddenly i notice that i haven't done my bed yet,
Before my mother could notice it,i swiftly make it in order.
She has slapped me several time,some bought in red marks too,
But that was needed for me,keeping in mind my naughtiness.
But i love you Mom,you are my living angel
She's bright as star,
Her nature is vibrant as the sun,
Her heart is pure like gold,
and filled with love.
Her sweet smell will never fade,
Her presents makes me feel bright and joyful,
She's the ray of my life,
that brightens my day.
I was tripping down, but she held my hand,
Gave me a shoulder when i needed to cry,
In her arm's, I feel safe and secure,
She always stands next to me no matter what
She took care of me in a way that no one can,
She taught me to be brave and confident,
She understands me no matter what I do,
her love is unconditional and incomparable.
My love for her will never die,
Even though I made her cry.
She's th precious gift, that everyone wants
Loving her is all I need,
Without her, i wouldn't be me
- My Mother
Kokh mey rakh mere aney ka besabri sey intezaar kiya hai,
Atyant peedaa sehkar mujhey Jeevan dekar khushi ankhosey chalkaya hai,
Nanhi 'Pari' main Appki Maa Aapkey pyaar se kitna nikhari Maa...
Mere sath bachhi ban Aapney khel kheley Kitney,
Payal pehnakar mujhey chalna sikhlaya Aapney,
Ghar ka sara kaam karkey mujhe school tution leke jati,
Papa ke aney sey pehley khana banakar mera homework bhi karati...
Mere exams mey Kitna mera dhyaan rakhti,
Ghabrahat door kar hausla dekar meri liye duayein karti,
Bachi thi tab Maa key tyaag prem ka saccha mol nahi samjhti thi,
Jo har pal saath rehti sabkuch karti, woh jazbaat mamuli samajh bethi thi...
Yeh to badey hotey hotey jaana aur samajh rahi thi,
Maa Akeli Kitni mushkilosey guzari, kitni zimedariyan sambhal rahi thi,
Maa Aapki lori aur aapki godi yehi to sachh mey jannat hai,
Aap pass hoti hain lagta hai mutthi mey meri kayanaat hai...
'Pari ki Maa' Ban Aapto isimey bohat santusht hain,
Main jaanti hun, kahin chuut gaya Aapka khudka Astitva hai,
Main aapki duniya hun aur aapney meri liye sab kuch bhula diya,
Main janti hun Aapney Maa ka har ek farz bakhubisey Adaa kiya...
Aapney mujhe diye acchey sanskar, pyaar aur bohat sari khushiyaa,
Ladki hun iss par fakr karu Apne balpey banau Apni pehchaan Apni Duniya,
Aaj main uss chadhaw pey hun jahan Main yeh Aangan chod chalungi,
Maa yeh Vaada hai aurosey judungi lekin Aapkey liye Parayi kabhi nahi hongi...
Aapsey Prernaley duniya maine Peroee, Maa Aapsey uncha Mere liye Nahi koi!
Flowers for Mother
I walked through the fields green
Where everything looked so serene
To pick up a bunch of Lady's Lace
Delicate and wild on the Earth's face.
Blue bells bobbed and Snapdragons too
To colour lavishly with their hue
Violets and Forget-me-nots
Sprayed by nature quite a lot.
Jasmines, mogras and lilies pure
White as pearls and so demure
Buttercup and the daffodil
Brightness in my heart does fill
You held me close and dispelled my fears
All these flowers are for you, my dear
I remember how you showered me with Love
That was silent and gentle like a sweet dove
Dewdrops on petals do recall
Like my teardrops that slowly fall
You were my truest and best friend
So why did it all have to come to an end?
I'm sure when we'll meet once more
We'll laugh and talk like we did before
Now as I see these flowers so true
I see in them little images of you
He painstakingly created the tree to thrive in the glade,
Not just to bear fruits and buds but also to give shade.
Happy He was at his own skill - admiring what he'd made,
His favourite angel didn't quite agree and said so unafraid.
"What", He cried, "show me now what creation you talk about
There just can't be one like the tree, of that I have no doubt."
The angel went through the clouds feeling a bit distraught
Espied the creature on the earth and to His notice brought.
"It's the mother with her child, like your tree in the glade
Bears pain and hardships and also gives her protective shade.
When its roots find no water, Your tree will wilt and dry
The mother will wilt if her child should even merely cry.
You may need to borrow much of her very soothing shade
To make Heaven more heavenly and greener the glade."
God himself was wondrous at His little angel divine '
The mother was indeed the best, a creature so benign
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