The Falling Maples- Living Unconditionally- Poetry by S.S

© Shilpa Sandesh Clouds are roaring....  This tumultuous mind is soaring...  Into limitless thoughts....  Of me and him....  Random grins....  On flashes that spin....  Awaiting to be lost....  Forever in him! 

 © Shilpa Sandesh, 16/08/2014 Treading on the path of, Perilous and sturdy existence, Mimicking beauty, a bundle of joy, A bag full of courage, And lips that always smile, I am every woman! Today I fly, To the highest sky, Bequeathing all the obstacles, Which strive to impede my course; Shunning all the devout, I traverse the hardest territories, I am every woman! Today I rule, Greatest of the nations, Aiming to eliminate The gender bias and the fraternal prejudice, Towering high in this fiery world, I am every woman! I am the maker, I bear, I breed and I nurture; I aspire and carry with audacity, The purpose of my life; Dare not challenge my modest ways, Dare not trespass my humble abode, If I can be servile, so can I be a conqueror. For I am the voice Of every woman, Unpretentious and prepossessing, Fearless and pure, Every woman is me and I am every woman!

© Shilpa Sandesh Life seems like a love song, which I sing to the rhythm of my breaths; Your adoration for me are my notes, And my yearning for you, the chords. Life is like dense woods, Where I am lost, in search of you; I hear your soft whisper, your warm breaths touching my ear, Guiding me to the realms of love, And I feel smitten by you. Life is like a maze, And I am a river, flowing anxiously, riffling through the ups and downs, scrabbling about my sea; And when I'll meet you, that moment would be, The end of my Journey.

© Shilpa Sandesh Every morning, I open my eyes, I see you smile at me; Your eyes so beautiful, Flowing with love, And a heart so generous, Filled with kindness; Oh Mother! You are sweet and fair, I feel your need everywhere; When I am sad, You make me smile, And you never complain, If I wake you up at night; All this to say, I love you Mom, Forever and always!

© Shilpa Sandesh A call for peace or a shriek for help; A need for escape, With an urge to yell. Life surprises sometimes, With the blows of misunderstandings; And we keep trying, Only to be left with some more disbelief. They say time heals even deepest of the wounds, But time is all, we refrain to give. Faith, respect and love, are all but fragments of an illusion; Which we refuse to recognize, And without implementation, they mean nothing. Care for the one we love, is worth while they live; Who knows what lies ahead , for tomorrow, Leaving one with nothing, but repentance for life!

© Shilpa Sandesh In the stillness Of the summer noon, A shrill startles these ears. The pain pierces through, Like a sword; The eyes are blurred with tears, Can the cry of a heart, Be so loud, she wonders! Then from nowhere,comes suddenly A faint ray of hope, Crystal clear droplets of happiness, And she opens her arms, To embrace the joy of love. She feels alive and smiles. And then comes a blow, The blow of reality, That scatters everything; She gathers the broken pieces, And puts them together, Only to find, Memories full of cracks, What's lost can never be regained, And pain becomes her new joys.

 © Shilpa Sandesh, 19/06/2014 Immersed in endless thoughts, This mind has become a wanderer; These eyes search for light of peace, In the widespread sea ahead. The fragrance of its waters, That lingers around me, Makes me crave more, To be at the sea. From North to South, And from West to East, To sail across the oceans, Steadily, without any heist. Oh deepest depths, My heart lies with you; I miss that rage of the sea, Its tumultuous waters And the lightening struck sky; And I miss, The islands, one after the other, Losing myself into their unique beauty; And I miss The seagulls flying past, And the tunas swimming On either sides of the ship; At times the school of whales, Far at a distance, Or the pretty dolphins, In their playful self; And I miss Exploring the distant lands, Their varied cultures and people, Interesting languages and ethnicities; And I miss The restlessness to reach some land, Having sailed for days together, And that restl...