felicitate
verb fih-LISS-uh-tayt
1 archaic : to make happy
2 a : to consider happy or fortunate
b : to offer congratulations to
That first look sneaking through the air
That first sight of thousand feelings
That first scent when you crossed me
That first gush of wind when you walked fast past me
That first sound of your shoes
That first burst of your laughter
That first voice when you speak
That first wave of your hand
That first scene when you stretched your tired hands
That first sparkling bright smile
That first staircase talk
That first look at your eyes
That first first question your eyes asked
That first red-handed-caught look of yours
That first feel that you are looking into my eyes
That first safe feel when you are near me
That first longing feel to see your texts
That missing feel when you are not in for the day
That anger when you pretend not sensing my presence
That sadness mixed anger when you speak well to other women
That proud feeling of spotting you very often
That comforts when told about my troubles to you
That Awesome respect when other felicitate you
And that beautiful feel that
Only I could cherish all these..!!
DEMOCRACY
You know what!
The kite of democracy has
Soared a bit too high
In the vermilion sky
That eventually has acquired
Hue of unripe opium
After change of yonder years,
It has fallen in array
Of those high flying birds
Whose cradles
Happen to be swayed
In petite hands
And horoscope contained
Fortune in plenty,
The land creepers and fireflies
Of unimpressive bushes
Do get frequent opportunities
To choose a few of them
Kings, queens and Pawns
And having bouquet of gratitude
In their bosoms
To go to felicitate them
In groups as per-
The color of their skin
And creed of progeny
Their women bore in wombs,
In the mean time
They also perchance
To negotiate for
Approach roads in colonies
And public places to be free
From encroach and rapists
In the name of development,
Feeble notes of longing
Belonging to dead souls
Starved in gardens and fields
And those hanged themselves
Under the duress of dubious
Life style
Find no living concern
In popular mandate, my love!
Gat not much to say
But that all will pay
Both hubby and wifey
In the life race that
is pacey.
Dream not again
For the reality is
now a rain
Very cold to the skin
Shredding the
thickest cover to the
thin.
Together you are
now
Forever and ever,
so take a bow!
From us all
And walk with heads
tall!
Barakah and Sakinah
I see
Flowing with you in a
sea
Swim and dwell in it
And felicitate forever
with it!
Happy Married life!
A life free from strife!
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I am what I am
Accept or reject
I am intelligent
Avail or envy
I am caring
Love or hate
I am short-tempered
Endure or ignore
I am happy-go-lucky
Enjoy or mourn
I am loved
Love or hate
I am pious
Pray or complain
I am self-made
Strive or laze
I am successful
Follow or backbite
I am respected
Respect or malign
I am winner
Felicitate or criticise
I am chosen one
Like HIM or blame HIM
Choice is yours
I am what I am
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© Hitendra Mehta
What is possible? You don’t know, my family isn’t so liberal.
Religion has matter for us, doesn’t matter woman is ever feeble.
Although God is one, we all are brother and sisters as I believe,
Whom do I felicitate? Why is forgiveness and mercy scribble?
My Caste is scurrile for me and my family lived with degrading,
Nobody delivered me delectation but I was grown up in trouble.
Pain and misprisal is a part of our life dejection enjoyed delectation,
I depart my home only to hide defame for my children’s reflectible.
You shouldn’t understand me why is appreciation pride for us?
Honesty and trust is mourned for me and love isn’t a festival.
Happy is the day a baby is born.
Happy are the parents of a new born.
Happy are the siblings of the new born.
Happy are the relatives to the family.
Happy are friends and well wishers.
Happy is everyone who appreciates God's Gifts.
It is wonderful to experience parenthood.
It is wonderful to experience sibling rivalry.
It is wonderful to have an inclusion to the family.
It is wonderful to have someone to love.
It is wonderful to have someone to love you.
It is wonderful to celebrate procreation.
Today you remember your coming to the world.
Today your parents remember your first word.
Today your siblings rejoice with you.
Today your relatives celebrate with you.
Today friends and well wishers appreciate you.
Today everyone felicitate with you.
Here comes a day for you to be really happy.
Be lost in the celebration of Goodness.
Gesture in her sound,
Pleasure in her mind,
She awaked with the little hope,
she scrambled down when the day come
with the fear of stage.
Unexplored talent remain inside
just because of a small cage.
Eyes of them
made her to remain behind the doors.
But,
Soon someone was coming from these doors,
Brightness was there in her eyes
when,
she heard his little voice.
And her talent swerved towards the pages.
Yet another day ;
Persuade was there,
But
she had to limped again.
Her dreams were seized.
And,
tears was there in waiting eyes……
he looked those tears
and got the fame
the very next moment.
With the smile,
she felicitate her own boy.
Her desire was there in his voice,
Her pleasure was there in her pen.
But, self seeking
he forgotten his own mother.
And
Soon her desire left her alone
But pleasure was there till her last moment.
She never expressed her feeling
as the fear to loose all her worth.
In her story;
Last word swept away by the tears
Of those forbidden eyes……
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