The Liberated Woman
Crouching in the darkness, nothing penetrates
Scrubbing the grime that does not leave
The scars, the blisters, the wounds
Nothing heals, nothing forgets
Anger erupts, tears scream in silence
Bitterness swallowed, dreams folded
The façade – Smiles!
I Did Not Remember You
Pic.Courtesy-PTI
I did not remember you
I did not even know
You were there by the border
through the heat and the cold
Busy have I been
Trying to make ends meet
And he was trying out the
Political will
I did not remember you
I did not even know
Busy with my kids
And family life
And he was negotiating deals
And forum meets
I did not remeber you
I did not even know
Busy living life
On a high
And he was contemplating
Campaigns and wins
I did not remember you
I did not even know
Busy with my dreams,
Desires and fancy whims
And he was oblivious
To his responsibilities
I did not remember you
I did not even know
You were there by the border
Through the heat and the cold
The Silent
Bleeding she cried
Crying she bled.
Now silent, dead.
My Village
Nestled in the bosom
Of awesome tranquil,
The cooling waters gurgle
A sublime melody.
Thro’ the palm fronds
The sunshine chinks.
O’er rafters tiled
Sleepy serene lies the rustic one.
Far away the hoots, the horns
Concrete structures of progress
A restless activity hive
Of hurrying scurrying vice.
Taint not the unblemished,
Embrace not the fragile,
Beguile not the innocent,
My village into the onerous town.
(From the book, “the angels cry”)
Running Late
This land of mine beautiful and green
The springs cool refreshin’
Laughter, merriment and sorrows shared
Together dwelt.
Our trust implicit in powers that be
Lived serene, peaceful, sossegad dreamed
Far and wide, lands traversed
Yet home and hearth were more beloved.
The raw beauty enthralling
The communal harmony joyfully blending
Charitable, hospitable, committed lived
Neighbours envied? Not perceived.
Progress they said,
Development for our good
Good natured we obliged
Lovingly we called nigh
Alas! Alas! insidious ramblings
Ignored; greed encroached
Selfishness poached
Our very own treason doled
Running late, running late
Save my land from crime
Let the waters meander
O’er land, field and bosom
Running late, running late
Brother, sister come hither
Gather the crumbs
Fill up the baskets
Running late, running late
Better late than never
Strike a chord, sing a melody
Together in harmony.
Fear Not
Speak not, shout not – silent be not!
Hear not, listen not – deaf be not!
See not, perceive not – blind be not!
Think not, ponder not – daft be not!
Let silence talk – the deeds of the wicked
Let deaf discern – the ways of the wise
Let blind appraise – the accounts of the just
Let daft decipher – the plans of the vile
The Wind, The Sea, The Land
Whence does the wind come forth
Thence where does it blow?
Whence does the sea break forth
Thence where does it flow?
Whence does the land emerge forth
Thence where does it go?
The wind dost blow – where it will
The sea dost flow – where it will
The land dost go – where it will
And so shall it take what you give
And so shall it bestow and give
And so shall it be as it receives to give
Heed then and give well
Perceive and dwell
Spake nor do ill – for knell.
Happy Diwali
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Light a diya, to dispel the darkness.
Light two, to disperse the shadows.
Light three, to brighten the place.
Light four, light more, to live in joyous, shimmering brilliance.
Light up your life – Be A Light!
Dispel the darkness – The darkness of selfishness, jealousy and greed.
Disperse the shadow – Of wantonness and misery.
Light up your life – Be A Light!
Judith’s Journal 