SARALA BALACHANDRAN
Her Loving
Pappa ..
She is father's
princes
Toes being
trimmed and painted by the father
So carefully not
to hurt her
She is finding it
funny
Why mamma not
doing it
Yes I know
She is going out
with friends leaving me with pappa
Her twinkling
eyes speak
The love she has
for him
He takes care of
all her needs
He bathes her
He clothes her
He makes her wear
shoes
He dusts her with
powder
Sweet smelling,
she is now
All ready to go
with her pappa to the zoo
Carrying tasty
burger
He made for her
She is taking
bananas to feed the elephants and nuts for the monkies
She is hurrying
pappa
Get ready fast
I am in a hurry
to
Reach the zoo !
(C) sarala Balachandran
My Midnight Walk ....
When I was awake
at the midnight
I was blue and
had no clue what
I would do at
this hour of the night
I went outside
pacing on the road which was dark and lonely
Dogs barking
everywhere
A feeling of fear
gripped me tightening my hearts strings
A melody started
playing I could hear from a far far away place
Cry of the lonely
souls disturbing my heart n soul
I sat down on a
bench nearby thoughts wandering here and there
Why there is so
much loneliness when the world is filled with people of different kinds
Ah! I got the
answer which struck my mind like a thunderbolt
There is one word
lacking in life no love among people exists
All have turned
greedy and selfish
I looked up at
the sky and saw a shooting star and made a wish that the world be at peace and
let there be daily bread for everyone, and there is no war to destroy the
world, nothing much I ask for!
I felt happy I
made a wish when I saw the shooting star and walked home and slept till, I saw
the sunrays peeping
through my
heart’s window !
CopyrightSarala
Balachandran
Oh Life ..
As a child is
born
It cries feebly
Oh, I have come
to this mundane world
And I have to
toil whole life
Again, a feeble
cry!
As the child
reaches two
He or she is
pushed and dumped
To play school
The child doesn't
want to go to school
Wants to be with
parents
It cries and
throws tantrums
But the parents
can’t be bothered
He or she reaches
class one
There goes the
tuitions and shouting
Come first in
class otherwise no chocolates!
He sits and
studies day and night
Just to please
his parents
Then comes
college
He is asked not
to look at any girls
When he wants to
date his sweetheart
He becomes
adamant and difficult
To control
He looks for a
job to get married to his sweetheart
She drives him
nuts
Your earnings are
not enough
to manage the
home with fire in her eyes when he wishes to go out
On a holiday to
the beautiful shore
Hesitatingly she
agrees with a grumpy face but followed him with half heart!
Oh life! Take
life easy and go slow
And enjoy the
nature's bounty
Freely gifted to
us by God!
EARN ENOUGH, DONT
BE AVARICIOUS!
Copyright Sarala
Balachandran
SARALA BALACHANDRAN residing in Kolkata West Bengal India with her family. She is a free-lance free verse writer. Her poems have been published in national and international anthologies. Contributing poet to Different Truths.
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