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Distance may keep us apart,
Argument may happen when we meet.
Yet unexplainable is the feeling that we both share.
Our hearts may be miles apart,
Yet Soul in unison.
We may not be able to express a lot,
Yet the best of partners we both are.
Like a rainbow beneath the cloud,
Always u came by to light up a smile.
Whenever life thrashed me down
For many reasons unexplained.
My eyes searched for you
And always found you by my side.
Standing there always to show me that you care.
Your presence my love makes my heart feel light.
As long as you stand by
Nothing can give me a fright.
@Chitra Arun
“Tread softly because you tread on my dreams” By William Butler Yeats
Cause My Son!
Life is like a fickle lover, with it's capricious behavior.
And this everyone of us have to learn.
When things go wrong,
As they always will,
When the trail you traipse on
seems all uphill,
When you want to smile but you end up in a cry ,
When defeat shoves you down,
Rest if you must,
But Son don't you Quit!
Many a failure turns around,
And you might have won,
Had you smacked it out!
Don't give up!
Though the pace may be slow,
But you would succeed before another blow!
Success is failure turned inside out,
And you never know how close you are to it,
May be near when it seems so far,
So hold on to the fight when you are hardest hit,
It's when things seems worst,
That you must not Quit!
Don't fall now,
And just believe in yourself!
As I reside in there as your belief and strength!
©Chitra Arun
It was never her choice,
to be into the red gallows.
Body sold in the witching hour,
forsaking her hemorrhaged soul,
she moves on.
Twitching in pain,
trembling limbs,
scars of yesterday’s lust,
squashing the very being out of her,
yet she bounces back in the morning.
A wife and a mother,
her own choice,
her only aberration,
falling in love with a man,
who placed her under the red light,
with harrowing nights.
Just for the livelihood of her family,
which her man should have given,
she sold herself every day.
The lusty eyes,
that could have grazed upon the innocent,
she cools that lust off,
at the cost of her nights.
Today she is at crossroads,
her man being bludgeoned to death.
She ran from one hospital to another,
with her mate writhing in pain.
God – speed said few of her clan,
from the crimson gallows.
Succumbed he did,
with the setting sun.
Disowned by society,
and now by protectors of law too,
She stood there perplexed.
Benumbing silence engulfed her,
She held two arms tight,
better or worse life would enfold,
unaware, unperturbed she stood there,
a defying silence,
chilling the soul.
It was not her choice,
to be pushed into the red gallows,
now with two innocent souls,
walking along by her side,
On these roads!
@Chitra Arun
May 2022
Amidst the gentle and warm glow of a flame, we gathered, you and I,
A farewell party, teary eyes, beneath the green sky.
Together we celebrated, in a heartfelt adieu.
Among your Laughter, grace, and vibrant smiles,
They all made the moments precious, in this final mile.
With a gift so divine, you bestowed,
A symbol of love and blessings, on the path I would go.
The meet up and the warmth, oh! a sweet memory to savor,
A taste of friendship's sweetness, in every flavor.
As we part ways, my heart swells with emotion,
For your love and warmth, I'll carry like a timeless devotion.
You've etched your love in my heart, a treasure that's the best.
With gratitude and tears, I bid you all adieu,
For the love you've given, forever I'll hold onto.
©?Chitra Arun
*Savitri, a celestial soul or a mortal being?
Encapsulated in a physical form are you that cascading spring?
Just like the source of life,
just like the squeal of a new born,
immaculate and bright are you an offspring of Aurora**?
In your mother’s womb as you grew,
your mother wud have been overwhelmed in seeing God in her flesh.
Watching and feeling this little miracle grow in her,
a soul inside her yet to see the world.
Awaiting the day to love and to be loved,
waiting eagerly for a little pink finger to hold.
Didn’t she whisper to you,
to sleep peacefully in the warmth of her water?
As she knew for sure about crashing storm outside that was in store for you.
You slept in her peacefully so,
soon enough to discover the taste of your tears.
(*Savitri – One of the greatest actors of South India, Savitri Gemini Ganesan
**Aurora- the Roman mythological goddess of dawn and also the princess in the popular fairy tale Sleeping Beauty.)
©Chitra Arun
In the bustling halls of workplace,
there lies a quiet enmity hidden in plain sight.
A simmering rivalry that runs deep,
whispers behind closed doors and furtive glances that never meet.
On the surface, all seem polite and cordial,
but beneath the shining sheet of professionalism
lies a devious inferno.
The backbiting, the petty squabbles,
all serve to undermine a collective goal.
We pretend that all are in this together,
but the fact is far more guileful, much harder to bear.
For as long as this hidden enmity persists,
we can never truly reach our full potential or even hope to coexist.
©Chitra Arun
In the cozy, dark chamber of my womb , you fought hard to breathe,
And we prayed.
Your safe passage out into this beautiful world a huge concern,
And your too-soon departure to an oblivion,
our world’s dreaded fear.
A room in the hospital became our home, a surreal place,
Where hope intertwined with fear in every breath we would take.
The smell of medicines, the frequent pricks of needles,
The oxygen mask to keep me and you breathing and alive,
All this didn’t break my spirits with your father and family by my side.
A whirlwind of urgency to shield the lives of two entwined souls,
At the seventh month, a way for hasty entrance for you was made,
Your tiny frame bore the scars of early strife,
But through it all, you clung to the gift of life.
Every step you took was delayed,
Seizures, temper storms,
And subsequent hospital vists surged,
Yet within you, a resilience silently grew.
In schoolyard whispers, looks of contempt and curious stares,
You faced the world, your spirit unimpaired.
Branded different, yet you stood tall,
Embracing each challenge, refusing to fall.
Through tears and triumphs, you forged ahead,
Standing your ground strong.
A rock of strength, where others fled,
Engineering dreams within your grasp, you seized,
Now at twenty-one,
a milestone accomplished,
"Aaditya 2.0," you proudly proclaim,
A testament to perseverance, not in vain.
As a family, we've weathered the stormy tide,
Guided by love, with you by our side.
The journey, though arduous, has shaped you true,
Into a son, a brother, resilient and anew.
On this special day, as candles softly glow,
Know that our love for you continues to grow.
For in every hurdle, every triumph, we see,
The essence of Aaditya, strong and to be free!
©Chitra Arun
2024
It’s not necessary that my friends
feel the same for me as I do for them,
and truly, that’s okay.
Maybe I’m not on their favorite list,
Maybe I cross their mind only now and then,
Or when I call them,
But for me, they’re forever.
When I call someone my friend,
they’re not just a name in my contacts,
but a part of my soul,
a beat in my heart.
I know I can be difficult, a little crazy,
often silly,
sometimes too much.
But if you like me, you take me.
And if you don,t like me, well,
you still must take me.
That’s just how I come.
And today, I just want them to know,
though I never say it enough,
and they never feel the way I do,
they mean the world to me.
©Chitra Arun
The weight of my heart feels heavy,
As I watch you talk about leaving.
A pit of despair swallows me whole,
As I imagine a world without you, alone and cold.
Every whispered word of freedom,
Feels like a death knell for our love.
I try to understand your longing,
But the pain of losing you makes my heart feel strung.
Am I not enough to make your heart sing?
Is this partnership not worth the fight?
These questions taunt and sting,
As I try to make sense of your sudden flight.
The crushing weight of heartbreak rests heavy on my chest,
As I hear you speak of freedom, of leaving all the rest.
My mind races with fears, with questions left unasked,
As I watch my happiness shatter, an impossible task.
What of all the dreams we shared,
the plans we made for life?
The hurt and pain of these thoughts cut deep within my soul,
As I witness your desire for freedom,
as you plan to tow a different role.
The thought of you moving away,
of leaving me behind,
Rips my life apart,
my heart in desperate bind.
©Chitra Arun
A little birdie came chirping to my courtyard,
vibrant its wings were,
tangerine, green and white,
a golden hue all over,
an impeccable hymn it sang.
I looked at her fervently,
her hymn and charisma had struck a chord.
Felt she was mine and had come to see me,
from a distant land of absolute freedom,
San’s shame and fear.
Where my heart pined to go!
She chirped, hopped, and fluttered her dazzling wings,
presumably she desired to show how thrilled she too was!
My heart sang aloud,
Tears flooded my eyes.
Yes, thrilled I too am to see such an enchanting beauty
and hear your mellifluous song.
Giving the woman in me a new reason to dream,
of the land,
my heart yearns to go!
Oh! enchanting little visitor you came for me I know.
And my heart says little birdie you are my even more.
Wish you lead me to that distant land,
of absolute freedom sans shame and fear!
@Chitra Arun