Tag: child

Poems

From a mother…

nimmu

motherchild

The day you entered the big big world
My motherhood was born too.
An important role I had to play
With no manuals or how too’s;
You became my sun around which my whole world revolved.
You laughter was the only thing I expected as a reward.
A love I never knew found its way into my heart.
To love unconditionally was what I was being taught.
My precious child, but I am not without faults
I have many weaknesses too which I need to work on without halt.
I fumbled, I have tried to do everything right.
So please forgive me for all the things I have not done well in your sight.

Advertisement
Poems

Be Yourself….

nimmu

Be yourself

I came unto earth with a closed fist and a cry
Surrounded by strangers dressed in white
Lavished with love, praised and adored
Life was fun and I was eager to grow
Curiosity, enthusiasm, imagination and play
Filled every minute of the day.
Eager to grow up and to please those around
I morphed myself into as many avatars that I found
So that I could fit in and be accepted into the crowd.

I laughed when they laughed, cried when they cried
Even though it didn’t feel right inside
I dressed how they dressed bought things to impress
And waited to receive their accolades and praise
Slowly my true self withered away and
The light in my eyes turned a light shade of gray
Happiness seemed to be out of reach
Each time I was not being my real self.
Life felt like a big wide hole
Unfulfilled and cold as the north pole
Taking it no more the little child inside me found her way through my hearts door
Asking me to see her in the past when love was showered and I needn’t act
Be who you are that’s what the world wants to see
They don’t need a carbon copy of another celebrity
You’ve come with the talents unique to yourself
To carve your name in the world with your own hand print.
To share your goodies that only you can give.
And enjoy the journey by being yourself!

Poems

One day as a child…

nimmu

DSC01990
Sometimes life bogs me down,
With responsibilities and duties to everyone.
The everyday mundane things make me frown.
Making me ignore my spirit and losing my bounce.

Where is the excitement? Where is the thrill?
Where are the drums, whistles and frills?

I wanted to grow up so eagerly.
But life’s shackles has taken hold of me tightly.

I wish I could be a kid for one day,
Making sand castles, jumping on puddles and making funny shapes out of clay.

Finding joy in the littlest things
Laughing out loud by making silly songs.

Eating candies and marshmallows without a guilt.
Feeling happy to exist in this wonderful place filled with magic.
Living my life with enthusiasm
And digging myself out of this self made chasm.

Oh I wish I could be a child for one day…
And never forget that this life is indeed a grand holiday!

Poems

Dreams….

nimmu

UNICEF/ HQ97-0097/Donna DeCesare

Born into poverty
Raised with abandon
In dust and dirt I found pleasures
In the trees and night skies I weaved my dreams
Dreams of being treasured and valued
Dream of living a normal life…
Of clean dresses and good schooling
Of sleep without the noise of crickets screeching
and dew drops pelting on my tin roof
That which is taken for granted I promised to treasure
Maybe in another life my heart whispers
But my mind wanders to fill my nights with dreams

 

 

 

Poems

Monsoon

nimmu

boat

Raindrops drenching treetops;
Mother earth quenching her thirst;
Rivers welcoming fresh waters;
Worms hiding in their holes;
Brings memories of yesteryears
of paperboats and squishy mud
and pitter patter on my window;
of gum boots and puddles and the pure joy of being a child,
The kid in me reminds me that to be happy I don’t need much.