Vulnerability

The vast sky smiles with dearth
As the weighted lives on earth,
Reaching 9 times a billion near future
Leaving much to ponder here after,

A zillion stories unsaid,
A billion memories braided,
We are but a dust in-
A far unexplored galaxy..

Knowing that you know little
Keeps the ego a lesser bundle,
Time- as we live in huddle
Uses us all like a puddle.

We all are but a Vulnerable-
Ingredient cooked as perishable.
Sways of time lights us all,
In a pot of good meal
Once for all..

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#Parenthood

Her tender embrace,
Brings us the grace;
Her giggles to us,
Holds the magic of the universe.
When dreams take flight ,
On the wings of innocence;
We find the beginnings of a life’s tapestry.
It’s in this early journey as a parent,
The essence of who we are,
Is often most pure and untouched.
Phases of life as it may pass
This stands with love and care ;
Through us she came -and
Through her we learn to be humane..

Happy 1st birthday Dia..

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Ferry in a river

Life goes like ferry in a running river,
The strength inside leads where you be,
Alike and dislike, do they seem
Blinds you by the enchanted shade;
Unlike the third law,
Do all seeds germinate to life?
Does all our wishes come true?

Nature knows your need - not wish,
Beneath lies the understanding,how
Little do we know?
Connected are we under the vast sky,
Love though unseen shines through all.
Seeking where to be,but sorted it is.
Life is like ferry in a running river.

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Younger Guru

9 months on earth,
And you already are our teacher;
Through us you came,
And from you we became,
A new version we seem.

Your smiles and giggles,
Teaches the joy with jest
Your cries and swings,
Gives us the patience test,

All in more-You
The mini version of us,
Bring in more -
The better person in us..

Your parents think alike,
For you to raise and wake;
Become what you like,
And that shouldn't just be for our sake..

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Choked thoughts

Not Like the tide
Never tired of its toil-of
Forgiving the moon
In its daily exile,

Can it be easy,
Brushing the deeds of past,
With a dusted heart-is
Far from a white lie...

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Desiderata

Take kindly the counsel of the years,
Gracefully surrendering the things of the youth.
Nurture the strength of spirit,
To shield yourself in sudden misfortune.
But don't distress yourself,
With dark imaginings.
Many fears are born out of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond wholesome discipline,
Be gentle with yourself.
You are child of the Universe,
No less than the trees and the stars.
You have a right to be here.

Max Ehrmanm

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90 days on Earth

Somewhere up in air,
Not far from here;
Mind of mine
Takes in a shine,
Thoughts of thine-
Keeps my heart fine.
To-day you're ninety
With memories plenty,
Little do we know,
What future will sow,
But for you my dear,
Our love is clear..
Through Us you came-We
Shall guide you to fame,
World though smear,
Walk without fear;
Our Little Dia dear,
Mumma and Dadda are here..

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Daughters are special.. Aren't they? Being a man ,I keep learning as a son then as a husband and now as a father.There always has been a woman,who has been the "pen-umbra" power behind my every growth.When as child,I searched for my mother wherever I went,then in my youth ,I searched for a partner whom through I see my mother.Now as a father,I am again searching my mother via my daughter.When a man becomes a father,he has three daughters to protect and support.His mother in her elderly is the daughter he cares and shouts .His wife is another daughter he loves and fights.And his own daughter whom he loves and loves...Life is all about learning and growing through your own experiences...Relish,rejoice and return the gratitude of life..

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Multiple facets

Art is never subliminal.Our interpretation of the art and the biased nature of the artist may appear to make a genius work look like a product of subpar consciousness.Or simply,we say this is not in terms of common man.But markedly,it is to be noted that Eliticism in democracy is a sin..But Eliticism in art is Classicalism.The dividing line for any artist is that the artist creates what others cannot see..Collective momentum demanding simplicity kills the curiosity of expressive art..

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Light of the earth

Most people on this earth keep faith in a form higher than human.But faith is something you believe and not something you know.The world runs on the balance between the facts and the faith.The thin line of separation keeps the human ego at bay trying to explore the Unknown.Be it the faith or the plan of the Cosmos,you my dearie is the Light of our earth..It's my faith that the Universe conspires,as I had named you 9 years earlier and today we call you "Dia Advika"(Light of the earth)..


#MSbaby #Dia Advika

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