Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poems. Show all posts

The 7/11 girl

Sunday, April 3, 2016 by Sunrita

Yellow skin..yellow teeth...yellowish streaks...
Sometimes she greets..Sometimes she's working,
Sometimes she notices... but not for once stops smiling.
There's a ting and a ling when she talks and a ting and a ling when she giggles...
She's so perfectly in-tune...

"Aaa(N)h cheeeese...no have...yes!?!" and yet you find her smile and you notice you're smiling back too.

Noon or nigh..behind the counter or relaxing on the chair...she chatters and chirps but not for once stops smiling...

Such a smile is contagious, such a smile stays with you for a while...
Just like the moon, that peek-a-boos at you on a journey at night...

Here's wishing the yellow moon shines throughout the day and that no glaring sun ever take her tunefulness away...

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Didibhai....

Monday, February 3, 2014 by Sunrita


Akkebare bhule gele?...


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The Voice of GOD…

Friday, March 5, 2010 by Sunrita




My Darling Child…
Some things are left unsaid…
Do I have to come and tell you…I Love You?
Do I have to tell you I am there to look after you?
When will you understand?
It is only for you I make the moon look different each night.
I feel good when you notice and smile at it.
Only for you I make the sun rise in the east and set in the west
“Look to the east in the morning…In the evening, look to the west”
My darling, I wouldn’t say it all…
For there are some things that are left unsaid…

I will not tell you, I am there when you smile,
I take you in my arms, when you’re in pain.
I am there in the sunshine and I am there during the rain.
From the moment you wake up…
Till long after you have gone to bed,
My Darling, I wouldn’t say it all
For there are some things that are left unsaid…

In your lifetime, always look out for me.
Try to make sure when I am there with you,
You don’t end up asking – “Who is He?”
I wouldn’t tell you I was there; I wouldn’t tell you that we just met.
My Darling, I would never say it all…
For there are some things; I always leave unsaid…

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Raate'r aandhare ekaki ami...

Friday, June 5, 2009 by Sunrita

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When will you come ...?

Wednesday, January 14, 2009 by Sunrita


In vain I feel; In vain I kneel;
When will you come? When will it heal ?

A futile chase; A deathly maze;
Intentions good, but the heart ablaze...
Both highs and lows; There are friendly-foes;
When unsure - Ask HIM, He surely knows.
Is it always pain; Is there no Gain?
When will you come ? When will it rain?

Of decisions bold; Of miseries told;
Hypocrisy reigns, all else sold.
It's not the end, It's just a bend,
If something goes wrong; no one will mend.
A loving touch; a caring hand;
When will you come? When can I stand?

The boat is here; I am ready to row,
When will you come? When shall I go?

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They Say...

Thursday, August 7, 2008 by Sunrita

Everything happens for a reason.
Days change, with every passing season.
The delicious mango, only accompanies the scorching Summer sun,
Christmas comes but once a year ; and life is not always fun.
You reap the benefits only if you work hard
Then, keep your cool, 'cause, 'Virtue is its own reward'.
'Faith will move mountains'; 'Look after number one';
'Make hay while the sun shines'; 'Easier said than done'.
'Nothing ventured, nothing gained',
And finally, 'All good things must come to an end'.

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Confused ??

Thursday, July 31, 2008 by Sunrita

A says "Lead", B says "Follow".
Cadbury says "Relish", Bitter Gourd says "Swallow".
Whether to trust, whether to stiffen,
When to speak and when to listen ?
Sometime later, or, is it now ?
Not that I don't know, but, please tell me how.

I am neither a Saint, no, burglar also I am not.
That's the reason, I fall amongst the confused lot.
A says "Go", B says "Wait".
How do I know ? Is it really getting late ?
Is there a Tomorrow ? Is there a Today ?
Where is the Drop Of Golden Sun, where is the Ray?

A calls me Silly, B calls me cool !
To seek the sky from the terrace, do I need a stool ?
I am a tiny rivulet, on its journey to meet The Sea.
A says "Look in front", B says "Come with Me".
A says "Dont fall", B says "Rise and see",
"There is the new Sun, there is God and that is your Sea.

Still peeping through the keyhole of a glass door?
No, finally, I am not confused anymore !!!

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