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Darker Shades of Life

Life when related to sea,
Ups and downs of tides can be.
Comes but when a tsunami, Is tough,
For it overwhelms a half and leaves the rest rough.
 
Came in my life too such a season,
Made me cry which for every reason.
Though two eyes make one vision,
Viewing with one is indeed a hard mission.
 
Turned when my life's boat upside down,
I trembled a while, were I to drown.
Came then my captain with a life boat,
Swathed me she firm in her defensive coat.
 
Drenched fully in the rain of tear,
Gave she her umbrella and taught me to bear.
Pushed were we to an eventual remorse,
Though people around, none gave a lighting source.
 
Real face of persons pictured dad's demise,
How people transform, I started to realize.
So called friends and relatives were no more,
Only we three were left, alone in the core.
 
Just to see us, up above so nice,
From burnt ashes, mom made herself rise.
Devoted her entire life solely for us,
Whatever we do in turn, gonna count indeed very less :(

-Date(25/01/2017)

Copyright © Jayalakshmi Ramalingam | Year Posted 2017



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Who's He

Someone who brings in life new twist,
Twist from unknown to known,
Known treasure of success and joy, 
Joy not only of fun and wealth,
Wealth of real you- discovers who,
Who is the push at every stop,
Stop where everyone trembles to go,
Go not, as it looks dull and grey,
Grey not just because of dirt and dust,
Dust of pessimism that blocks the path,
Path of roses ever to bloom,
Bloom heavily out of confidence is showed by him,
Him- the precious gift of Lord,
Lord in the form of mom, dad or so,
So called friend, who makes a sweetest bend,
Bend that makes us live.
Live the life to our fullest end,
End where we friends kiss the horizon,
Horizon of one’s last breathe,
Breathe of purity and satisfaction,
Satisfaction of having made a mark,
Mark just not for a year to last,
Last for ever but in everyone’s heart.

Copyright © Jayalakshmi Ramalingam | Year Posted 2017


Book: Shattered Sighs