Farewell from a mother…

Your return, I fear no more,

Your Love, still lies in my core .

If the Patriotism in your heart, you don’t respect,

Your Love to me, I suspect.

Put on your armor, go to the war,

Let your enemy not get far.

Your countrymen have faith, you are awake,

Their blessings and prayers, you shall take.

A warriors mother I am, I shan’t cry.

Look there my son, I see your destiny beckon,

It will sing songs of your bravery, when you die.

And the best of men, you will be counted on.

Go my son, make me proud..

Sing the anthem, sing it loud…

Dedicated to: Mothers of young men who lost their son in Bomb blasts.

The Language of Silence

The Rain meeting a sea ,

The white downpour at night,

The play of sun and shadow,

The wind waving a leaf,

They said it all, in a divine way;

It was the language of silence.

(know not what)

I felt it strange, like it rained

It was beautiful, like the white downpour

It was so dynamic, like the play

Something unseen carried it, like the wind

I wanted to say it all, know not how

It was something somewhere. (know not what)

Like its nature, it took me its way;

And the language discovered itself.

And I said it all, in a divine way.

Dedicated to: