Thank you Lalithajyothi garu. It has really been a very long time that I penned. I was not able to write articles also leave alone poems. This is pricking me recently. Somehow all of a sudden (may be I took time for myself and I channelled the time) I started writing. The feelings that were there in mind somewhere started making noise. I hope I will continue writing. (of course will not disturb members of this group). Why I shared my poems is I wanted to share my joy with our members.
This is a personal poem expressing my feelings on getting back my muses. Nayee Subah chipkee huyee samundar jaise bah rahee thee parson tak rahatee thee baraf jaisee bhool gayee thee ki paanee hai mere amdar aur motee bhee kuch sundar ye kahaan kee pavan aayee ye kaise rutu aayee aahistaa aahistaa barf pighalaa dheere dheere lahare chale kitne baras ke behas hai koyee andaajaa naheen nachaane lagee laharon ko vuDh rahe hai tarang ye man ke gaa rahe hai ye pad bina gumghuroo ke gam ke sardee mein chalan kee garmee khushee ki lorii sunaa rahee hai!! ab chain kee neend sone ko jee kartaa hai raham allaah kare khulee havaa mein ek naye subah ho ummeed ke kirane bulamd ho khushiyon ke gali mein thodee jagah ho! ======================= The following are written as comments to some of the poems in museindia.com Love Comment: I forgot for which poem I write this comment. Grief or Joy, Whatever be the gift of love heart never remains calm In silence it makes sounds In noise, it maintains poise Parental Love Comment: Written in reply to a poem, My papa waltzes too, wherein the person of the poem feels bad for all the corporal punishment that her father gives her. You know for what.. for maintaining 6 boy friends at the age of 12. Love has many a form Not easy to understand the language of a parent's palm no matter what, it is always warm never mind With age the realization soothes the bruises like a balm The moment you let the another life breathe the world all the sighs, all the questions are answered. Till then, stay calm. ==== Love Comment: Written in reply to a comment on the poem that says, 'Better late than never'. The person of the poem feels bad for rejecting a proposal from a friend and feels happy to know that the hand is still stretched for her. The name of the poem is Rewinding. No time for love the whole world stands still No age for love the dawn ushers new birth, a re-birth No life for love every moment and each moment, it dies for its love No death for love lives in every breathe of its love ---- The following are the funny lines written for our members. yaa hooo chaahe koyi mujhe paglee kahe chaahe koyi mujhe titlee kahe ruktaa nahee hoon mein saalon baad hichkichaanaa karne ko man taras rahee hai gussaa mat ho doston guungee gudiyaa guunj rahee hai murjhaa gayee suman khil rahee hai ====== ye kyaa huaa, kyon huaa, kaise huaa, koyi amdaajaa nahee magar jo kuch bhee huaa achchaa hee huaa bahut achchaa huaa =========== jaa raheen hoon doston do din ke liye ek dost ke yahaan ye shahar chod ke karke kayee ishaaraa, pukaaraa thaa unhone, unke paas aane, sochaa thaa ki ab to maane, aakhir rishtaa hai barson puraane aavoongee parson leke duvaa kee kaliyaan aur dedh saaree khushiyaan chalo de do ijaajat magar bhoolnaa nahee khat nahee to rahegaa inginat dekhte rehnaa har vakat!! All these poems are written on 17th Jan. Thought of posting them (the last ones)and leave but didn't find time. Started posting my poems in a blog. (Thanks to Kasyap. It was his suggestion long back but I didn't heed due to lack of time and interest. Now that my enthusiasm is back, I thought of collecting all my poems in the three languages (Yes. I am T H E Poetess... used to pen my feelings in Telugu, Hindi and English). They are scattered in different Web sites and different books. Don't know when I can complete, but yes, will update sometime. peacespeaks.wordpress.com P.S: This will be the last mail on the poems front. I hope you all didn't get angry for posting 'off-topic' mails. Thank you. with regards, Prasanthi.
