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The clouds that float across the sky..
Listen to all one has to say…
The story of love, achievement or dismay..
They move at a graceful pace…
Like a thick woollen blanket that fills up all the space…
Or an unmindful fawn, not in a hurry to win any race…
Above the mountains, trees and the lake…
Dancing in rows all grey, white and black..
A little one struggling to match the speed that it lacks…
As their bellies gets big and full..
Rain drops hit to break the lull…
The magical drops…follow the gravitational pull…
Rain oh Rain the giver of life…
The song of the clouds, a melodious lullaby…
paints the earth green ...
Copyright © Puja Parida | Year Posted 2014
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A cry. A wail…of despair....
Piercing …perforating the winter air….
And then a painful silence followed...
Putting the peace of my sleepy mind to an end…
Search for a reason in nothingness of life had begun…
Was it for betrayal, grief, pain or was it to mourn….
The night grew like the creepers in the rain…
All my efforts to sleep was in vain…
Solitary woman in black attire …
Haunted through the night entire…
A strange mystery that prevailed…
Through a unpredictable sea i sailed…
All that begun has an end…
At last it was the crack of the dawn…
Sleep oh sleep the trance of sleep…
Blessed were my sleepless eyes…
Yesterday’s sorrows shall end tomorrow…
With the thought i mellowed…
Copyright © Puja Parida | Year Posted 2014
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A strange feeling engulfed me as I saw
Your little body with excitement and awe…
Twinkling, black eyes that stared…
Filled my heart with love, I swear…
For the first time when I hold you in my arms…
Was taken aback by all your charms…..
You added a new meaning to life…
And filled it with joy and pride…
I love your messy morning look..
The way you listen when I read you a book…
You stay up late in the night…
Then I rock you on my chest to sleep tight..
You are the most precious gem I have…
Treasured are the infectious belly laughs…
Every time I look at You..
Adore your face fresh like dew…
Now you are learning to walk..
Enchanting are your sweet nothing talks…
Its real pleasure to watch you grow…
I thank god for the blessings bestowed..
You are like a dream come true..
There is nothing more beautiful than you..
Today you are turning one…
Oh my little angel from heaven….
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU!!
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In the darkest hour of the night…
A bright idea was born….
Writing my way out of the Depression!!!!
Depression that was nourished by unforgiven hurts…
Emotion that had grasped the mind….
And crippled every aspects of life…
In the darkest hour of the night…
A bright idea was born…
Sitting in a closed room staring at the blank walls….
Wondering at the voidness that was growing…
Just stumbled on a thought called” One life”…
A single chance to live….
In the darkest hour of the night…
A bright idea was born…
An urge to find that was lost…
Faith to rebuild stood strong….
Desire subtly replaced Depression!!!
Desire is the drug to life…I discovered….
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One more year is here…
Let’s live life and share..
We are the authors of our destiny..
Let’s pen the lines with all zest..
And make efforts to do our best..
Let’s take a road less taken….
And resolution not made to be broken…
Let’s hold fast to our dreams….
For dreams drive us when rest forlorn…
Let’s not grieve over the blunders …
Not waste a moment over yesterdays…
Let’s bid adieu to the year gone…
And welcome the new king on the throne…
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Oh dear Love...I love you more.
Today, tomorrow and all the days to come….
Without you, my life would be a love less land..
A ceaseless, meaningless wonder…
You are the elixir of my life…
There’s lot that I can’t say….
But all I mean is, you brighten up my every day…
You are the reason…
For me to cherish all season…
You are my hope…
To live life and cope…
Together we make all the sadness disappear…
Together we live a life so precious…
Together we pursue a dream so magical….
Count not the days, nor the hours or the ways..
For we are together now and always…
Ours is love story without an end…..
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You brighten up my days..
In your own little ways..
You are my answered prayer…
My sweet little orchid so rare..
When you sleep quietly in my arms..
I can’t help but stare at your charms..
As a mother every day I grow..
With the seeds of love that you sow…
Curious, bright toddler you are now..
Puzzle all with questions why & how..
Nothing is permanent as they say…
I want to treasure your childhood days..
Tomorrow you shall embark upon the journey called life..
May you reach the goals that you strive…
Till such time my sleeping Beauty…
Mama shall nurture with love so plenty…
Copyright © Puja Parida | Year Posted 2016
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As we walk hand in hand ..
On the life’s ferny floor..
I acquaint you to the intricacies’..
You illuminate the simple joys..
I ask you to be bold to use your voice..
You tell me to listen to the heart..
As we walk hand in hand..
Under the starry sky..
I get wary by the anonymity of the darkness..
You are enamored by the fire flies..
I want you to take a defined direction..
You choose the path less taken..
As we walk hand in hand..
Beyond the horizons..
The more I discover me in you..
Your little charms keeps me spellbound..
My love for life gets renewed…
Copyright © Puja Parida | Year Posted 2018
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Someone in the packed compartment spoke in my native tongue..
Voice resonated in my ears.. reminiscence of the past..beckoned..
A gush of wind from the far east... swept me off my feet..
Fragments of imagination took a flight…
Nostalgia spread its wings…thoughts rolled over…
I vividly remember…though not all…
As children we played under the tamarind tree that bred…
flocks of birds and their younglings in its shade..
Clatter of school children bubbling over with laughter…
Women gossiping in their husky voices as they bathed together...
Jingles of the bells hanging from the cattle necks..
filled the environs as they marched home in the dusk..
To watch the splendor of the falling stars..
and the mistfying cold moon of the winter…..
An old owl hooting.. unaware of crack of the dawn ....
The hearth in the corner that kept us warm..
Days spent chasing the colorful dragonflies…
Lying easy under the sun… till the twilight.
I want to go walking the paths back home…to my small village
somewhere in the nature’s womb….
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Why is it so…
An idea that seems so bright..
Loses its brilliance in the day light…
Why is it so..
A dream once close to heart..
Fades away....and leaves no trace..
Why is it so..
A Friend with undying loyalty..
Turn hostile….
Why is it so..
The pristine flame of love that burnt…
Was extinguished by the storm of loath..
Why is it so…
A mind so cognizant and conscious..
Drifts in to a state so oblivious
Copyright © Puja Parida | Year Posted 2017
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