Mother

This poem is a tribute to my lovely mother who is no more with me.

I see you gushing your passion
Clearing the doorway of darkness of Ignorance
Like that part of the sun
which sparkles in the dark sky like a midnight sun.

In the world full of decieving people
Admiring and blaming your action
you are the only silver line in the dark cloud
prevention by whom makes darkness away from a life full of wood.

Tree Whispers

It is so beautiful tonight
Why are you not at peace
It is so beautiful tonight

I have felt the wind
I have shouldered the snow
For years now i have seen seasons flow

I was young and wanted to touch the sky
Proudy yet was shy
Shy of being trampled
Shy of being blown away
I wanted to prove and show that i could stay

It is so beautiful tonight
Why are you not at peace
It is so beautiful tonight

I moved along and never felt it was a song
I wanted to grow and reach heights and i always said
"Oh !! come on it shouldnt take this long"

It is so beautiful tonight
Why are you not at peace
It is so beautiful tonight

Seasons Changed
Friends ranged
I was growing tall
But i wanted to grab them all

It is so beautiful tonight
Why are you not at peace
It is so beautiful tonight

Look at me know how i bend
I am testimony to the message i send
The wind flutters and i tap the tapper
I no more ask for a reason on why around me things clutter

I may exists to cease
Shouldnt i be at peace.

It is so beautiful tonight
Why are you not at peace
It is so beautiful tonight