No One

(Written in the year 1990)

No one can follow me into the night,
into the depth and silence of sleep.
No one can understand the emotions,
that usually erupts in me.

No one can feel the pain in my eyes,
because it’s a smile that they see.
No one can understand what ails me,
and see me when I silently weep.

No one senses the agony in me,
because I wear a smile.
No one can understand the heartache,
that is hidden all the while.


My Shattered Dreams

(Written in the year 1990)

Utterly wrecked, I lament —
My cry so soft, it reaches no heart
So deep is the wound, my soul bears
that it tears me apart.

I sit in solitude and sob.
I wish to escape and hide from this pain,
for my dreams have turned into nightmares
But all in vain.

I sit alone, quiet and calm.
Brooding over my shattered dreams.
Still I go after it, with high hopes.
I am indeed foolish to dream like this.

I dreamt with happiness, with all the zest
but they have been shattered…
Even before they have been woven.
I sit brooding over my dreams that were scattered.


(Written in the year 1992)

I want someone who will
understand and love me.
Someone close to the heart,
to feel for me and comfort me.

I want someone to share my thoughts and emotions,
and tell me whats wrong and whats right.
Someone to ease my tensions,
touch me, feel me, and hold me tight.

I want someone who can stir
the feelings and emotions in me.
Someone who can bring alive
the woman in me.

I want someone who will make
me forget my worries.
As days go by, to bring in all
the happy memories.

I want someone to wipe away
my tears when I cry.
Someone to be really concerned
when I am sad or worry.

I want someone to share
my happiness when I laugh or smile.
Someone to be with me and
share things with me even if not all the while.

I want someone who will love me
as the days go by.
Someone who will love my wrinkles
and grey hair as time passes by.

I want someone who will then
love the person, the soul in me.
Someone who will love me as I am,
the old aging woman in me.

My broken Heart (Poem)

(Written in 1990. These were the emotions of a close friend which I translated to a poem. Thankfully, it made her laugh!)

I sat with a needle and thread,
to mend my broken heart.
I tried to stitch them,
but it still lay apart.

I bought some nuts and bolts
to fix my broken heart
I tired my level best,
but it still lay apart.

I then tried balms, cellotape
and even plaster of paris.
But alas! It still lay apart
after every possible repair.

It was then I asked for your love,
to soothen my damaged heart.
But you refused politely,
and said, let them lay apart.

I had etched you name on my heart.
It was a painful process.
But I was blindly in love,
to think of the consequences.                    

Now, you can’t see the cuts.
But that does not mean it’s healed.
The pain is buried deep within
and the wound is very much concealed.

Bringing Up My Daughter

(Written in the year 2002)

The day I first held you in my arms,
close to the my joyful heart.
My life changed for the better,
That I knew for sure and felt.

I want to bring you up the best I can.
That is not an easy job in today’s world.
I want you to know right from wrong,
and not worry about what your life would hold.

I want you to question when you believe something
to be wrong, and ask for an explanation why.
If you makes a mistake I want you,
to admit it and apologize promptly.

I will encourage you to become anything
that you may want to be.
You can be a nurse, but I shall ask why not be a doctor,
or be the engineer instead of being a secretary?

You can become anything you are pasionate about
a singer, actor, or an dancer.
To be the best in whichever field you choose
is all that matters.

I hope when you are of my age,
You is not judged by your looks or the shape of your legs,
but the goodness of you soul
and on the depth of your skills.

If you chooses to be a housewife,
it is a full time job—that you should know!
There is nothing wrong in being at home
It’s a wonderful decision to do so.

I want you to love music and art (as I do),
and to see the world through the eyes of another.
I want you to know that hatred
is an unacceptable behavior.

I want you to know, that it is a crime
to be assaulted by any one.
If it happens to you from the man whom you love,
pack your bags and leave.

I want you to enjoy and know
the differences in the people of the world.
Not to judge someone because
of their looks, caste, or creed.

You have to learn that though we are different,
we all feel the pain and bleed red.
Early in your life, is the time to lay
the foundation to all the above said.