O for Only

Ecstatic were moments,

Elated all members,

Enjoying and Preparing,

Approaching wedding night,

From the right end corner,

Entered damsel slender,

Her steps swift stealthy,

With a sweet filled tray,

Eloquent and humbly,

She offered sweet to all,

When came close to closer,

For me none were left.

She stood there silent,

I asked for my sweet,

Pardoned she moved,

And brought new treat.

To this I denied warmly,

And whispered in her ears slyly,

I want my sweet,

Made only for me.

With gleam in her eyes,

And cheeks blushed pink,

Bowing down her head,

She ran with a wink.

Now each time she clasped,

I asked for my sweet,

Skilfully she spurned,

Secret stayed my sweet.

This is the first part of poem – a situation when a boy plays with a word (SWEET made only for HIM) in some wedding gathering which is a common situation in Indian wedding functions. The second part is covered in Q.. Hope you like this simple poetic extravaganza.

Aditya Sinha

18.04.2016

Aligarh

That’s for today with I. Tomorrow it would be another pour from Soul “J”
                          Other posts in the series : A for Adore 
                                                       B for Beauty Surreal 
                                                       C for Caress
                                                       D for Dedication
                                                       E for Euphoria
                                                       F for Fire of Love

                                                       G for Grandeur Lost

                                                       H for Heartfelt

                                                       I for I Love You

                                                        J for Jealous

                                                        K of Kiss

                                                                 L for Love
                                                                 M for Mother & Mother's Q

                                                                                             N for Nostalgia & Nascent Life

                                                        O for Only

                                                       P for Possessive - Personified
                                                                                             Q for Quiver

                                           R for Rejuvenate

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M for Mother & Mother's Q...

The first word that comes to mind with M is Mummy - Mamma - Mother - Ma. I have earlier written poems as tribute to this novel creator of world and the link to two of them are as below.

Now for this A to Z challenge it is Mumma's quandary ....... For the Mother a daughter is her best friend and so is the mother for the Girl child. And this poem tries to portray Mumma's dilemma as she grows old .....

 Mom and Babe - Thanks to Thou

        

Mother - An Epitome of Sacrifice

         

Mother’s Q……

Close to my heart,

Wrapped in my arms,

You opened your eyes,

Glistened eyes mine,

Counting thy fingers,

Tenderly surfing with care,

Your heart beat Soft

Thumped with mine,

There came your cry,

For all your needs,

Satiating all your wish,

I felt saintly blissed.

Tomorrow when I grow old,

And nobody stands close,

My cries would be in silence,

My Angel would you hold me close?

Loosening the clasp,

You paced nascent step,

Balancing Steps to Stride,

And to wings of freedom,

Cautiously I watched,

Shielding and sculpting,

Carpeting your path,

Letting the doors open,

You held your head high,

Scaled new Horizon,

With every success of yours,

My heart swelled in pride.

Tomorrow when my limbs go frail,

And my eyes draw hollow,

Longing to soar I wail,

My Angel would you hold me tight?

All through the night's dark,

To dispel Clouds roar and bark,

Awake I lay by your side,

Sang songs and read tales,

In hours of angst,

Or on days you were sick,

My heart sank, I felt low,

I prayed forever giving pills.

Now you have him to share all,

Lay by your side, caress warm,

You would grow dawn as mom,

I will ever-cherish you growing along.

Tomorrow when my intellect die,

Nothing recollects, draw a blank,

Lost aloof I try to evoke  futile,

My Angel would you lead me close?

Aditya Sinha

15.04.2016 

That’s for today with M. Tomorrow it would be another pour from Soul “N”
                                       Other posts in the series : A for Adore 
                                                                   B for Beauty Surreal 
                                                                   C for Caress
                                                                   D for Dedication
                                                                   E for Euphoria
                                                                   F for Fire of Love

                                                                   G for Grandeur Lost

                                                                   H for Heartfelt

                                                                    I for India

                                                                   J for Jealous

                                                                   K of Kiss

                                                                             L for Love

For my parallel second Challenge blog with A pls visit : Festivals of India

For other A to Z challenge blogs visit: A to Z Challenge 2016

I for I love You

That’s for today with I. Tomorrow it would be another pour from Soul “J”
                                       Other posts in the series : A for Adore 
                                                                   B for Beauty Surreal 
                                                                   C for Caress
                                                                   D for Dedication
                                                                   E for Euphoria
                                                                   F for Fire of Love

                                                        G for Grandeur Lost

                                                        H for Heartfelt

                                                        I for I Love You

                                                        J for Jealous

                                                        K of Kiss

                                                                   L for Love
                                                                   M for Mother & Mother's Q

                                                                                    N for Nostalgia & Nascent Life

                                                        O for Only

                                                        P for Possessive - Personified  

For my parallel second Challenge blog with A pls visit : Festivals of India

         For other A to Z challenge blogs visit: A to Z Challenge 2016

G for Grandeur Lost

Whenever it comes for poetry - the first one that come to mind is 
                                                                                                     

Gaduating to &..

that I wrote last year as a tribute to a woman who has developed herself with time into a multi functional force of the family. 

However for my A to Z challenge another take is on the theme Grandeur Lost

Worn wooden gate,

With dust overladen,

And hinges junked broken,

Barely stood to protect,

I pushed screeching open,

The dust spread around,

Formless stood the walls,

With barren pasture in front,

In the centre still stood strong,  
The mammoth Mango tree,

With trunks spread around,

As trying to gather all,

But now bare and alone,

With no leaves to shade,

Nor full of mangoes luring,

Or the buds to rejuvenate,

My eyes run moist,

Heart stop to breathe,

Where once lives flocked,

Today languished for life. 

Frail & bleak it gazed ,
Reasoning treasures of life,

Why to give gene glamour,
Grandeur of past stand lost.

Aditya Sinha

08.04.2016 

That’s for today with G. Tomorrow it would be another pour from Soul “H”
                                       Other posts in the series : A for Adore 
                                                                   B for Beauty Surreal 
                                                                   C for Caress
                                                                   D for Dedication
                                                                   E for Euphoria
                                                                   F for Fire of Love

For my parallel second Challenge blog with A pls visit : Festivals of India

For other A to Z challenge blogs visit: A to Z Challenge 2016