Sunday, December 20, 2009

Christmas Without you...

Christmas 2009
Will never be the same
With out you Noel
Every thing feels so lame.
It’s not even a year
Since you went away.
I cannot get my hands
To bake a cake
It reminds me of you,
How you relished my bakes.
I choke on hearing a carol sang
I strain to hear
Your sweet voice again.
All the voices mingling
As one sweet strain
What joy it used to bring!
My heart does not reject
Jesus’ great love for me
Even if I don’t bake a cake
Can’t sing a carol
Wear a new dress
Or
Dance around a Christmas tree
Noel-
I will truly miss you.
I am only a human
It is no crime to hurt
This is how the God Lord
Made me- I guess
It’s ok to hurt.
Some say
You will look down from heaven
Feel sad seeing us grieve
But that I can’t tell about
I haven’t been there yet
So far as I am on earth
My earthly life to live
I will always miss you
That’s how I now dwell.

Saturday, December 12, 2009

Memories

Written on 28.7.89

Memories of the dear past
Of days that went so fast
Every precious moment that passed by
Each happy spell and a silent cry
Everything without distinction
All records for the future to see
Of the days spent in life’s tumultuous sea
Tears does it bring to my eye
Sometimes a smile plays by and by
The mind runs back to those golden days
And linger there in its many plays
How I wish I lived once more
The cherish those days till I want anymore

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

Eager

Blank!
Once in a while it a great state, if one can find
With - Mind ticking off at double its speed
Work and deadlines to meet
A kind of pre-occupation continuing
Many times not knowing where the road leads.
There is no moment that the mind is not pondering
Wondering of what will be, or what has become
Trying to answer questions – when answers seem to elude
Playing a kind of hide and seek.
At a never-ending game –
The game of Life!
I am one such seeker, a very optimistic one too
I have faith in my convictions
I believe there are places
I will go and wisdom find
Hoping that a path is unfolding
Bit by bit as the road is appearing
To me, the seeker that I am,
With an eager mind.