AABHA ROSY VATSA

AABHA ROSY VATSA

FANTASTIC

It was a pregnant situation

Beyond reason and warmth

Impregnated by fumes of jealousy

Wreaking havoc in the family

Sinister planning

Hood winked attitudes

Grey reasons

And acidic fights

She slowly gathered the pieces of her life

By now adroit

And accustomed to the vitriol drama

She had morphed from being a lamb into a tigress

Ever protective of her cubs

A force to reckon with

A fascinating transformation

That was truly coming of age

A super poise against the dysfunctional family

She reigned in her attitude

A trifle reluctantly

But oh so fantastic

TERROR

Humanity is shocking us day by day

Goodness has vanished and evil is making hey day

Greed, malice and hatred are available for free

Terrorists are lurking, on a massive killing spree

O, why has humanity sunk so low

Why has religious tolerance taken a blow

Can't brotherhood and universal peace appeal to all

Someone has to bring in the peace call

Suicide bombers are roaming around the streets

Flocking together in killing sprees

Without a humane tear or care

They kill and deviously dare

O Lord, which age are we living in

All I see around is hopeless sin

It curdles my blood to see so much blood shed

Is there any end to this gory bloodshed?

O Almighty, shine the light in our souls

Else humanity will stop from being whole

This terrorism is eating up the social fabric

Stop terrorists and haters from this mindless habit

THE HANDICRAFTS BOY

He was a lanky boy who grew up an orphan

But dreamed of a life that was more fun

His life was in an orphanage in the historic town

Where visitors frolicked, white, yellow and brown

Barely eleven, he quit his school

And joined the handicrafts vendors pool

Selling authentic handicrafts by dozens

His speech laced with English phrases all of a sudden

The European tourists were his first love

He would eagerly court them, his eye running above

He enticed the tourists with tales of valiant Rajput kings

His eyes merrily daunting, ready for a dashing swing

He dreamed of flying in the aero planes one day

His dreams kept him working diligently, he never swayed

He would happily adorn the ladies braid

And in return got handsomely paid

One day a couple seeking adoption came to town

As they heard his spirited talk, they never frowned

It would be him, and no one else that would grace their home

He had finally found his family, no longer did he roam!

Copyright Aabha Rosy Vatsa

AABHA ROSY VATSA

AABHA ROSY VATSA is a Poet, Author, Writer, Blogger and an Ex teacher. She has been awarded ‘World Iconof Peace’ award, The Shri Atal Bihari Vajpayee Women Empowerment award, Queen, Inspiring Gem of India award, Icons and Crusaders award, Margdarshan award. She has hosted two seasons of the Faridabad Chapter of the Global event, 100 000 Poets for Change. She has published fourteen books, twelve of which are Poetry books. She has contributed poems in over a dozen anthologies and her poems have been published in various International ezines. A die hard optimist, Aabha believes in the power of the written word. A quintessential student of life, she grew up in a cosmopolitan environment in Allahabad. She later traveled to Zambia to complete her schooling which gave a deeper significance to her cosmopolitan outlook. She is spiritually inclined and a fir believer in Karma.