Friday, 19 February 2016

On my way...... back


On my way back,
I looked up at the tree,
The sweet light fragrance,
Recalled your memories.

Those scented, little darlings,
Hanging on the tree,
You plucked them for me,
Back in my dreams.

Under the tree,
I wait for you.....Again.
To see you pluck them,
For....Me.
And I.... see you smiling,
There Up.... to me.

I haven't forgotten,
Those days.
When in mornings,
Beside the coffee cup,
You placed those flowers,
Catching me smiling,
Like a little girl to her dolls.

Wake me up from this .....Oh dear!
Gift me nothing else, but these.
I miss nothing else but them and.....You!
Together under the tree.


Still that wait and urge,
When I see them bloom.
And you... not here,
To give me...your love.

  (Image source: Ravinder Kaur)



Sometimes...



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Sometimes I feel...
You talk to me...
Through the silence...
Of unspoken words...
Confusing me...
Beyond my understanding..
But my heart ...
It understands ...
What you never said...
But meant always...
An unending stream of love...
Through eyes that only see you smile..
And those words that echo now and then
In the void of silence between us...
©. Ravinder kaur 
11th Jan.2016
(Image Source: Google Images)

Without Dreams (Inspired By Lawanya Wijesekara's poem)

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Inspired by Lawanya Wijesekara 's poem," Dreams never made sense to her..."

She lived without dreams...
So attracted wisdom not preached...
When she started to dream...
She joined others to cry and weep...

Without dreams...
She was unconquerable...
And with dreams, all doubted...
Her strength including her...

Without dreams...
She appreciated the creator...
And with dreams...
She tried colouring only hers...

Without dreams...
She was a puzzle to others...
And with dreams...
A prey to the ferocious predator...

Without a dream...
Every direction leading somewhere...
And with a dream...
Always finding herself nowhere...
(Posted on Facebook-08th Jan 2016)