Thorny Inspiration....

Roses have thorns, so does a cactus plant
We love them for their beauty; both enchant!

Relationships come with pleasure and pain...
They have their pricks and also their gain

The Cactus symbolises a strong, brave life...
Reminds me of a friend who overcame strife!

A creeper is weak, so she finds and clings to a strong wall...
 Shy, diffident despite the delight she gives them all!

The cactus is resolute, stands alone in the land barren and waste,
It flinches not, it fears not, it has no haste!

Sunset reveries make this cactus sweet...
It may hurt, it may be harsh but i repeat

I have a thousand lessons to learn from this cactus which has grown, 
Thrift, sobriety, simplicity, the courage to stand aloof and alone!!

Life.... a battle!

Funny are the facets of life
One who needs care, is gifted strife
Though it is rare to find a heart, so pure and selfless
Unconditional love is perceived as weakness!

On black hearts with scheming mind, dazzling facade galore
The world goes head over heels, adores them to the core (sigh!)
While for simplicity, intelligence, brilliance and a beauty so natural
Getting adulation and respect, becomes nothing short of a miracle!

Real diamond sparkles, unmindful of the environs
Connoisseurs prefer gold and not plated bronze
Politicians may be elated by the screaming hysterical masses
True talents rather prefer heartfelt wishes of the classes!

Blazing sun overhead, surrounded by a maze of thorns
They do not bow down, but prefer to take life by its horns
Bitter battles they fight, with forgettable losses and cherished wins
Undeterred they tread on life's journey, the terrific twins!

The Little Angel!

The curly haired girl stands with a sweet smile

Writ large on her face is happiness no guile

Never has she owned a barbie doll

Never has she had ice cream in a mall

Yet this innocent stands proud and tall

Through all seasons ....winter or fall!

From her cherubic face framed by curls

Radiates an innocence, a bliss that swirls

Appeals to me as I see her bright, cheerful, smile

It causes me to forget my worries for a while

Those little eyes and that lovely smile, show her joy and hope

Those brows never frown, she will not sit and mope

Truly I wish for such children all the very best

For their lives are a never ending test

This one will emerge as one of the best

She will learn to work without a rest

There are less fortunate ones souls

Who chose the sad begging bowls

But this valiant girl knows hard work will pay

She will be sure to meet success half way!!

The Blue Canopy

A happy blue sky

An early morning sky

A lovely summery sky

Happy memories float by

Conjured up by my mind's eye

When I see the deep blue sky

The clouds up there float slowly by

They make me want to fly high

Up there... amongst them.. to soar, I will try!

Those clouds fleecy white

I can't touch them try as I might

They entice me, clean and bright

Alas! they vanish soon in flight

Like birds in flight

They disappear out of sight

The sky makes a vast canopy in space

Calm, soothing, beautiful as an angel's face!

The Road Not Taken!

Miles of asphalt stretch on, seemingly without an end

Up ahead the long, tiring road has a visible bend

The trees are lovely, tall, cool and green 

But otherwise not a single soul  to be seen

The wind in my hair, the cool breeze and fresh air

These are my companions for the road so bare

I wonder what lies at the mysterious other end

Will I dare to break away from this trend?

Time alone will tell whether i was right 

To take a road not taken ... in hindsight!

I listened to my heart not to my head 

There are thorns  with petals on this chosen bed 

I plod on... stoic that I am; a braveheart 

With the unflinching support of my dear sweetheart

The means do matter as much as the end

There is no smooth highway without a bend

Life may be tougher but my choices are made 

Never will I allow my happiness to be waylaid!