Wednesday, 28 June 2017

Second Chance...

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I never thought that time will fly like this and I would not be able to cherish the moments that I deserve. My little girl is now no more little but has grown into a lady....intelligent, smart and beautiful. But with time, Diana has become so quiet... and I wondered why. Sometimes, you think that your children would tell you all that happen to them...but they don't because they need live their own life.

Falling in love is like a fashion nowadays....and with college going kids, it is sometimes a matter of status.The truth is that this duration destroys much of their scope for studies and a good career.
And falling out of love is equally destroys a healthy mentality and self confidence. and my dear little girl ... she didn't say but ... her eyes said all......her sorrow.

I couldn't get angry on her as I know it would worsen her condition ....she needs a shoulder to just cry out and feel light.And my biggest failure is that I didn't let her understand this hard rule of life that one must go on....

"Love is a be felt but not to be possessed because possession makes it vulnerable.Feelings are free...they dwell in hearts and that is why they are beautiful. We might not understand that attractions do not merely mean anything but in course of time, we go through a pain which is another emotion... a feeling. But the truth is that we are so much occupied by the sadness that we cage this pain in our hearts. And we totally change the meaning of Love.
Leave the right to possess the person you love.... and you shall always be happy to be in love. You might never forget the person because with him/her you had a wonderful time...which cannot be snatched away . It's a moment of peace...a never ending moment of happiness, which brings radiance on your face. The glow of which is so true, that never can anyone make you happy like that."

And then she suddenly turned towards me to ask," Mom... do you love Dad in the same way?"

The minute of silence was like ages for me and my lips struggled to say anything.
 A voice behind me intruded before I could start," Sometimes... broken hearts need a lot of time to heal my dear! And when they do...they are stronger than ever to be broken down because we pick up each shattered them carefully and fix them with pure love.... and give them time and care to heal. Broken pieces may have cracks and stains but they hold stronger....scars are the proof of our struggle but not our failure. Second chances are very difficult but people get stronger . They know the pain endured in the first time. So, second time, the heart is all prepared.
SO.... buckle up!!!This is not the end.....He rejected you....move on...don't stay where you are...but as your mom says- Love is a feeling, not to possess a person but the feeling of being in love. And that is how it should be! "

Her dad said the best words ever to boost her she wiped her cheek and hugged him....a jitty feeling hovered over me and I was caught in his gaze, his muffled voice touched my ears,"You can never forget your first love...the first kiss and the the first drops of rain of the season.."
My breath struggled to get free but my eyes glistened with the petrichor of the first love lost in the crowds of voice finally stripped of its loudness spoke in a husky tone," I regret why it wasn't you?"

" It was always first and last...and I don't regret I wasn't your first because I waited for you... and somehow I was destined to be yours." His words and his warm embrace made me realise that second chance in love is a beautiful thing....the sweetness of love is never is our hearts that do not open and accept it but... I have found peace in the love that I have got and I hope Diana too understands this and....accepts life and love as they are!

(C) Ravinder Kaur

Tuesday, 27 June 2017

To my dead Friend

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I am really disturbed with your absence dear...I think am feeling your pain...piercing deep into my heart...your words still echo in the silent corridor...crawling sluggishly...but still not reaching out of the door of my heart...I feel you are still alive but more your smile caresses my smile...the lump in my throat is struggling to call your name...eyes following the crowd ....taking you over their burn you ...until no flesh remains on your bones... the ashes they would collect ... to immerse in waters faraway...
your pyres ...burn my heart....the flames rise to burn me...but the irony is that I cant show anyone my soul bears all the scars...I am whipped... strangled...suffocated...but still am a shameless a haunted mansion...and you pierce my soul every night...with your giggles and those soaked eyes hiding your pain..when the last time you said...I am ok!
(C) Ravinder Kaur


Torn Apart...

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Apart .... a part...of me! Torn ...distorted ! Dismantled...destroyed....Me!
Apart.... a part ...of me! Subdued...refused!
Apart... a part...of me! Seldom!
Do I think...of me!
I give...never ask...only let me free!
I am your life...your home...your're part of Me!


Kaafiya Milaao's prompt : It takes much time to kill a tree...

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It takes much time to kill a tree,
To forget the shade once you sat in,
And pull out each leaf.
It takes much time to kill a tree,
To forget the fruits once relished...
And cut each branch
It takes much time to kill a tree
To collect all memories
Untying those ropes from the swing
It takes much time to kill a tree
To ward off the laughter
To forget the tears you once shared with.
It takes much time to kill a tree
To shake off those hiding moments
In the game of hide and seek
It takes much time to kill a tree
To forget that hearts you made
With initials of your crush within.
It takes much time to kill a tree
Upon whose branches rested a nest
Chirping birds in the season green
It takes much time to kill a tree
Under which you dug a pit
And hid those letters of love disease.
It takes much time to kill a tree
Who was your confidant
In whom you felt safe with secrets deep.
It takes much time to kill a tree
Who was your companion once
Who today looks at you with grief.
It takes much time to kill a tree
It should...
For in it you'll kill everything you had...


Anonymously Yours...

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Some nights became anonymously yours without my permission....they belong to you....your thoughts....but my days live in fear .... of losing you!
Because in darkness... the echoes of fears fade away....and heart lights up with millions of glittering dreams....that promise me that we would never part...we would always dilute in each other like the ink in the sound of me in you!


Dreams of Love

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You quietly peep into me, reading all my desires, the half opened window still waits...for you to jump down and chuckle at the stolen kiss that once you took with you...the unpainted thoughts remain blank at your mention and my brush blushes in anticipation of the crime my mind would have committed but.....all this is a mere imagination of those wild horses upon whose carriage my thoughts travel...far away with you in the woods...where the wet silt holds my wedges deeply as the first rain drops touch our faces....and I slap myself for the sin you have committed... taking over by thoughts like a storm...and leaving my head full of fairytales where am yours and you....mine!

Rainbow Dreams

My eyes melted in the arms of the night and hugged a dream...tightly enough that my eyes drifted in darkness for a while....and when the rays of light shone...I felt floating on a cloud....with the most unexpected
The rainbow was bright that I would hide behind you...and you would chuckle...embracing me, wrapping me in your arms....holding gaze so firm...that I would feel their glow...the swans swam through the streaks of the rainbow...from one end....drowning into the other...and I would get scared when the blues turned black...and the rainbow rusted...forming a lifeless band...each swan dead at the fallen depths...and I scream....waking up....holding onto your were never can never go...please .... don't go!

Tuesday, 13 June 2017

A Queen....

All through the time...

I was a Queen...
Never had to lead as You...
Now time has casted a horrible spell...
I rise to hold the sword as You....
In your absence I am the King....
To rule to fight, to protect...
My kingdom and my Will...

(C) Ravinder Kaur
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