National Poetry Day is being celebrated in Britain today. It's already trending on Twitter, worldwide. For the most of the days of the year, we celebrate poetry here. Today's poem is my dedication to the poems I could write so far and how I learned to live a better life from them. It's my gratitude to poetry for blessing my life. Heartfelt fervent words
One more poem on the serenity of love. Wrote this poem at the end of July. Though I don't remember the date of writing, presenting it with more depth of emotions with some addition.
You're the strength,
The inspiration that guides
You're the power
Where sweet love smiles
In your words Found the nest for my mind In your thoughts Found the tranquil light for my mind
In your poems I realized the glory of life Though we never met Your poems did all the magic.
I love for you the magic you create I love you for your friendship you give I love you for touching so deeply my soul
I am stirred I am transformed I am soothed I love you for showing me the forgotten beautiful me I love you for showing me your serene guiding light So tenderly, with so much sweetness...
I love you for all this and yet for no reason I am amazed by your lovingness.
Wherever I am, whatever I do, In my battles of life or in the successes or failures,
small or big I never stop loving you My mind can't stop thinking of you
The only gift and the best gift I have for you is my love For everything you do For being a bright smile My love is for you, Always with you. PS: My battle with nerve palsy is still going on as progress went backward. I am utilizing this battle to increase my patience level. More poems you'll love reading:
Weather is so pleasant these days. I miss the days when I would go on a highway drive to nearby places alone. Had written this poem 'Aaj maine kshitij chhoo liya' when I went on Highway for the first time. It was so joyful, can never forget. Now, after the palsy episode, it's been a bit risky to drive alone on a highway. All this illness has become quite traumatic. I should wait for a month or two and then things will be easier than today. But I can't wait in such a beautiful weather. Highway drive was such a solace and escape from thinking on a gloomy day. The good thing about Dhule is two national highways cross here: Mumbai-Agra (NH3) and Surat Nagpur(NH6). I couldn't resist writing a poem remembering those free days. Here it is...