Nostalgia

Nostalgia

As the band around continues to swell,

With companions varied, and of diverse spell,

On every such day vital by itself or made by task,

Forlorn I feel in the horde jovial but under mask,

And I flip the pages of my yesteryear,

To find you more dear and further near.

The formal intro making way to comfortable chat,

The constant wait turning to compassionate spat,

Reminds only to endorse loud and make it flat,

You are unparalleled, my friend,

Forever in heart, alive and intact.

The truth at heart with trust within untold,

The concern though enormous with affection unfold,

Cajoles only to pledge further firm and fast,

You are unparalleled, my friend,

Forever in heart, alive and intact.

The beaming eyes to turning dry and hollow,

The copious dreams, fading unto longing with sorrow,

Coerces only to apologize tirelessly but true and chaste,

And you are unparalleled, my friend,

Forever in heart, alive and intact.

The calm on face with turbulence within,

The eternal yearn yet composure firm with grin.

Fortifies only to confess ceaselessly and accept for once,

That you are unparalleled, my friend,

Forever in heart, alive and intact.

As the hair turns thin and gray,

And mirror summons me for mental fray,

As the memories asks for substitute hay,

And band around swells as uncontrolled flay,

I feel lost amidst the swarm jolly and well, as prey,

Alone and lonesome, I turn the pages of my yesteryear,

To find you more dear and further near,

As you are unparalleled, my friend,

Forever in heart, alive and intact.

Aditya Sinha

27.03.2009

 (Originally written on the designated friendship day; 27th March 2009- on knowing somebody for 24 short years.and posted on Sulekha :Nostalgia)

Facets of Adi - Mere Panne - करुण वंदना

 करुण वंदना 

माँ! ये सब चाचू के जैसे ही तो हैँ,
फिर क्यूँ हमें घेरे हैं, धमकाए हैं,
तुम तो कहती थी इनके तरह बनना है,
मगर ये तो अब्दुल्लाह पर भी गोलियां बरसाए हैं ,
माँ ये सब चाचू के जैसे ही तो हैँ,
फिर क्यूँ हमें घेरे हैं धमकाए हैं,

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For More click.....  http://facetsofadihindi.blogspot.in/2014/12/blog-post_20.html

Revere Thy Woman

Revere Thy Woman

The world is beautiful, for it has a mother to care,

The world is beautiful, for it has a sister to share,

The world is beautiful, for it has friend to walk along,

The world is beautiful, for it has a wife to live life long.

Soft she stays to nurture tot,

Tough she becomes to behold all lot,

A child she remains for her parent always,

Yet en-wombs many as God ways. 

A shoulder she needs at times tough,

A hug she gives to ease all rough,

Fragile she stays as submission she loves,

But cares for all and shoulders parallel above.

Revere thus we must, for her deeds supreme,

As truly divined, thus she is since eternity,

Vow thus we must, to shield her through all regime,

As a creator she is christened by Almighty.

Aditya Sinha

A poem written about a year back and originally posted on my Sulekha Blog page

http://creative.sulekha.com/revere-thy-woman_599705_blog

Do help with your comments as critique.

Photo : Courtesy Internet.

Facets of Adi - Enigma Unfolded: DIVINE PERPLEX

Facets of Adi - Enigma Unfolded: DIVINE PERPLEX: Divine perplex Tiny Aves vivid and vibrant, Chirping chaste clear and clement, Announce eternally every morn, Onset of ne...

DIVINE PERPLEX

Divine perplex

Tiny Aves vivid and vibrant,

Chirping chaste clear and clement,

Announce eternally every morn,

Onset of new and wishful dawn,

For me to rub my dreaming eyes,

And open to World’s tender lies.

Trying to disown the portrait in mind,  

And fathom facts ahead twined.

I trot and tumble with daily course,

Ignorant thou memoirs tuned a-force,

Your carefree chatter, careful converse,

Making merry moments, blissful universe.

Our hours abound in clustered company,

Or solitary sitting in your symphony,

Solace in presence and forlorn when gone,

An emphatic shoulder for sulken opine,

All for sure in the daily cuisine,

Making a mark perpetual and divine.

Weaving accounts, shrugging worries,

Exploring answers, pondering on queries,

Clumsy thoughts, recurring profound,

Lost in self, among all abound,

Living the dreams, dreaming to live,

I try to conquer the quest skeptical believe.

Frowned within, yet pacifying self,

Fighting odds, trying for an even shelf,

With worries within yet hopes burning,

Howling heart and yet eyes chirping,

Gulping, swallowing, refuting, trucing,

I stand composed expressing un-expressing.
  

All through the day with light bright,

Mind awaken and eyes open wide,

For all big and small, you around,

Heart pounding, intelligence unsound,

I jostle, in jumble to get unconsciously right,

Even the day crumbles, giving way to twilight.

I sojourn and embrace the dark and doomy night,

With twinkling stars, and brighter rays of light,

With visions clear, dreams to form with its norm,

Thumping heart to harmonize with intellect of form,

In hope to get enlighten and find peace of mind,

I let them sublime, for an answer to perplex, divined.

Aditya Sinha

This poem was crafted in response to an online writing contest eyc 63 which was being run on www.sulekha.com and hosted by Meera & Sunkan about 5 yrs back and bagged the first runner up position.

It can be read along with the comments received at that time at 

Divine Perplex

The poem has a second part as .........

A continuation of this, character in slumber - "Perplex to Passion"
http://aditya.sulekha.com/blog/post/2009/06/perplex-to-passion-live-in-dream-for-eyc-65.htm

Image : Courtesy Internet.