Mine.

Every time I pick my phone

And swipe across your handsome face

I realize I never tire, looking at you

And just a glimpse of you makes me smile!

Kite

If it were not for bonds,

That kept me tied down

I'd fly away...

Into the deep, unknown.

Turning 30.

Though a bed of roses

To the world it may seem -

My life hasn't been

An easy dream.

Mighty goals at length

I pursue at my pace

Each year bygone I see as a step

And each friend I've earned as a mighty leap!

A hard day's work

Every night in the stranded boggie

As I head home and plug in my ear phones

Tired from office, I swear no more

Morrow I'll be early, to spent time with mom -

But morrow comes never

Some say, I'm a hard worker

Who ain't smart, ain't clever!

I'd rather call myself a lover

In love with my job - sadly none other!

Journey

The craving at the smell of a hot bitter coffee

The goose-bumps from a cold morning shower

The excitement at my name being called out first

The modesty when I'm patted for emerging winner

The exuberance at my team’s triumph

The sobriety expressed - only when depressed

The abstinence at being told I’m wrong

The flutter each time he utters ‘It's you I love!’

The nervousness before each long-awaited kiss

And the blush that follows - never goes amiss!

The responsibility on holding a baby close

The pride at my niece’s victory, to boast!

The comfort from a friend’s ever-giving efforts

The hatred when another good one betrays

The sympathetic tears at a stranger’s demise

The agony at watching a near one's pain

The helplessness on seeing a stray puppy cry

The brief content on helping a blind in need

The peace when the gushing streams caress my feet

The momentary dislike when a sibling screams

The easy yawn as I rest on my mother’s lap

The sleep that ships me to an Utopian dream

 - is what keeps me going.

And not money.

Reminiscence

I tread lonely paths, I had once tread all alone

I recall silent sobs, as I wade through tears flown

It was not too while ago, yet now feels like long ago!

I'm thankful for that grip that holds - for that grip that never lets go!

Merry Christmas!

Carols and cakes are back again!

Turkey and toast, wine and dine,

Trees that shimmer with presents in line -

Here's wishing you and folks, a Christmas divine!