GRANDMOTHER...

 

People having Grandmothers,

Really feel happier than others..

Only lady to look alike forever,

She cares your stuffs used ever..

First perambulator was kept,

Tiny toys for those you wept..

Still all make her very pleased,

Being grown up usually swept..

Face has so many wrinkles,

But her eyes have twinkles..

Holding your hands together,

Her affection seems sprinkles..

From a daughter to grandmother,

It's never easy from one to other..

Ladies have so many roles to play,

Different toys made of same clay..

 

All of these challenging aspects,

We feel proud of giving respects..

Bringing from darkness to lights, 

Fill one's life with many prospects..

 

Caged Soul.

I want to hear whenever I breath,

This is my heart , I feel it beneath...

Now I easily move all around me,

My cage looks like a statue, I see...

From this statue, I'm going apart,

For being liberated, with this art...

It works as my identity for years,

This body, my playful soul bears...

I am going through a dense forest,

Hearing peaceful and a deep rest..

Of all the playful creatures around,

Freely on the branches and ground..

Sleeping and dreaming for the best,

I'm very happy to see them at rest..

Sparrows are with their young ones,

Peacefully slept in their dried nest..

Our nature has its own way to treat,

Cares to be advanced and to retreat..

Like water in a river, I flow in the air,

Worries are left behind somewhere...

I could live with this beautiful nature,

Like a rabbit or any other creature...

It's time to go back in my golden cage,

I am just waiting to complete my age...