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Nancy Chawla Poem
For the ones who gave me birth,
and gave me the privilege to be on this earth,
I thank God for giving me such great parents,
Under their shadow i gained many talents,
My mum has always been poise, calm and forgiving,
which helped me in throughout learning and healthy growing,
My dad was strong enough to deal with situations even if they were grin,
which supported me and helped me survive in thick and thin,
This is my tribute to them,telling how extremely important they are,
Because i wouldn't have been an inch of a person without their efforts in each hour.
Copyright © Nancy Chawla | Year Posted 2012
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I don’t know where I shall start from,
From tiny seedlings to huge trees,
or
From varied seasons to storms,
or
From rivers to rains,
or
From Flora and fauna to all living beings,
Indeed,
Nature has embraced within it several forms,
The network of nature is so gigantic,
That need to explore makes us frantic,
The array of our nature is colossal,
Liable for our enduring survival,
From the early mornings to deep nights,
The charm of nature makes everything bedight,
The existence would have been impossible,
If Almighty, wouldn’t have been so probable,
Happiness & contentment could spring only if lives could sustain,
Else the only solution would have been likely is to abstain,
If sun for just one day kept yawning,
Our mornings will never be so charming,
The impact of rain is so embellish,
That nothing else is worth us wanting to relish,
The species, the rivers, the matter, the geology,
The beaches, the rocks, the weather, the energy,
Is all a result of environmental synergy,
Nature is massively excessive,
Making our lives progressive,
We should be thankful to the supreme deity,
For his magnitude, his showered grace & immensity,
The relation between us and nature is eternal,
It is not only peripheral but acutely internal,
The repercussions of disturbing it can be disastrous,
But sensibly dealing with it can spring results- that too magnanimous,
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Cool breeze, blooming petals
Dancing colorful flowers-all welcome spring,
He runs over my mind.
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Sometime, someone somewhere was so passionate about someone!!!!
They met- it was fortune!
They liked- it was fantasy!
They loved- it was destiny!
They separated- it was tragedy!
How could she let him go?
How could she say him no?
His magic was mesmerizing,
His voice was mellowing,
His soul was serene,
His heart was clean,
His words were mollifying
His mind was classifying,
His love was very intense,
But he could never commence,
He never shared his heart out,
So for her it was beyond doubt,
That someone thinks of her madly
Which she would have accepted gladly,
But she kept waiting for quite long,
That one day they would string along,
He did not say out of his shyness,
He used to address her as highness,
The time passed,
Days! Months! Years!
But still same story prevailed,
He had as yet not unveiled,
She could not carry the precious but unspecified relation forward
So spoke to him about it very straight forward,
The response was expected,
She knew she was selected,
But his nervousness in committing,
Compelled her actually for quitting,
Both weren’t ready to be apart,
Weren’t even prepared for a fresh start,
But
Life doesn’t always give a second chance,
One needs to be clear in advance,
This is what it turned out to be,
One who was at fault was – he,
Their relation is still a mystery,
He can’t forget her in his life history
Still someone is longing for someone somewhere!
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I wasn’t born with a silver spoon,
Neither on the night of full moon,
Yet,
I was showered with their grace,
They were divines in human face,
Nothing in my life I was denied,
They were the ones, who were my guide,
I was bestowed nonetheless affordability,
Thanks to their quintessence magical ability,
They were constantly present for me,
In times of worries and of course of glee,
They nurtured me to be a healthy sapling from a tiny seed,
They enlightened me perfectly, how, to lead and proceed,
I was fortunate to share their secrets basket,
They have always been my lucky mascot,
Nothing in my life was complicated,
As our bond was accurately conjugated,
The worst part was when they went away,
It was due to their work commitments, they had to convey,
Still
We continued to share same emotions,
Though the distance among us was vast as oceans;
The chemistry we shared was interesting,
They would know my actions, even before I was debuting,
Time vanished at faster degrees,
The life was so much at ease
Today, we are not together geographically,
for we are associated spiritually,
I am blessed to have them in this lifetime,
As the part they play is very major and PRIME,
Whatever I could learn, instill and inculcate within me to move ahead and further,
Is directly proportional to the efforts and attempts made by my distinctive BROTHERS!!!
I owe them my success and happiness,
How would i return them, coz the list is endless
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It would have been a different world altogether,
If there were no wars, no riots and no barriers,
The frequency of our success would magnify,
If the souls in every heart would pacify,
The conditions would become very conducive,
If there are no attacks and explosives,
That day would commence with a different reflection of people's sentiments,
When there wouldn't be any conspiracies, cheatings and acts of fradulents,
The world will consistently function,
& lead to a progressive production,
There won't be any fragment or piece which will bring us into a world engrossed with peace
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It’s been an elongated journey
Chockfull of mite gaily stuff alongside spilling tad glum,
With a bent on plights and glooms in conjunction with delight and fun
Oh what a performance life is giving!
All of what is going on, is an amalgamation
And has let me endure in a bizarre situation
Nevertheless, I am in a fix
Totally unable to comprehend
What to let go and what to mend
Indeed, the repercussions of the Almighty’s trials
Have made me vigilant and resilient
Concluding me as his impeccable sapient
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Why does it happen that we lose it when ,
we need it the most,
It is difficult to regain, what we have
actually lost..,
The situation becomes so unpredictable,
That we arent actually able,
To gather the reasons For it,
And we bear the loss every bit,
It becomes even worse when it can't be
shared,
The inner feelings we experience
makes us scared,
We ponder over the situation
And try concluding our tension
With any silly explanation,
But this is just to curb our depression,
Our mind keeps working constantly,
We aren't able to set freely,
As certain things affect us deeply.!
Oh Lord!
I wish to get the answers to my queries,
As there are million issues my heart
carries,
Like........
Did it happen bcoz I was being bad to
some one,?
Or
Did it happen bcoz u wanted my troubles
to shun,?
Or
Was it actually my fate?
Or
Was it fixed to occur on this date?
I do not know how to forget?
But
I believe in one thing
"Whatever happens, happens for the best"
Copyright © Nancy Chawla | Year Posted 2013
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Dubious mind
Perplexed situation
Bewildering environment
All compelling me, to lose my temperament
A Sense of hesitancy in expressing,
What I desire and what’s happening,
I seriously wish to instigate,
Before it becomes too late,
Don’t want to seek anyone’s support
But without it, can’t afford
Oh Divinity!
I need to be blessed,
To abandon the distress
Just gratify my soul
N Help me enrol’
Please do! Please do! Please do!
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Life isn’t always really great,
It very much depends on your fate,
Many-a-times you want to dictate
But, you are not even in a position to state,
You want your issues to abate,
Whereas they amplify at an alarming rate,
Often, good things happen quite late,
You expect them to occur at a particular time but they spring on some other date,
What you can do is just wait,
For opportunities to knock your gate,
You may never know
Who is going to be your mate,
You ought to be loved
But you still are a recipient of hate,
You wish your woes to deflate,
You feel nostalgic memorizing the blissful moments
Which facilitate you update,
And your life to completely translate,
That results in producing
A magnificent individual- “A perfect Create”!!
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