Christmas 2008

Children Born Anew Each Christmas

Christmas is here! Here…
with Jingles and Yule Logs
Cinnamon Ciders and Gingerbread figurines…
The Child within us beaming joyously-
Because a Child was born so humble and Holy-
We Children keep singing “JOY to the WORLD…”
Carol along streets every year…
Growing with Christmas that never fails…
To rekindle Cherished memories-
wrapped so lovingly…but,
Crisply unwrap each Christmas…
for sharing!

I am my-mothers daughter!
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I am my-mothersdaughter.

Mummy's Favourite Cup of Beverage!

Sigh, sitting on the porch…
Sipping away the brimming tea,
Shifting into bliss afar…
Sensing the exotic aroma,
Seeping through my soul…
Slowly lifting me up!

Soothing notes… of thousand
Song bird calls… and
Sweet scents of Honeysuckles
Sweeping through my senses,
Softly lulling me into a…
Slumber of acute awareness!

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ThanksGiving 2008

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Blessed be the LORD;
for his Mercy and
all the blessings he showered upon us...
Light...
Life... and
Wisdom, enriching our lives each and everyday!!!

VeerajaR

Gift from GOD; Holding The Torch!

Letting me rule the day in tailor made dresses...
She always made my Birthdays-very special!
With matching new ballerinas and stockings...
Chocolates and sweets to shower my friends
with mouthfuls of buttery cake melting into bliss!
Most of all, it is THE day-
Declared free... from spanking!

A day, I try to test her patience and
THE extent of her love.... in my childish little ways!
I have gotten wiser by the year
In her selfless love that burned deep within
Just so that...we could emerge holding the torch
Of values she stood by- honest and straight forward
Fearing no evil, she held her head up
with shimmering aura that kept everyone at bay
with such respect and awe!
But, she held us tight-
by the hand-protecting in her shadow
that was once my whole world, and is still...
My peaceful Haven-where my soul seem to yearn
for that torrential love of my mother
To keep me afloat and rise above...
All the trials of life-still holding high, the torch
She passed on to me with pride...
Trusting me to succeed, holding my head up
In full honesty and conviction to see the beauty
In all GOD's creations-including the humble me!

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Free Thy Soul

Oh! In shimmering self-made cage
Of steaming jealousy and scourging rage
Over- possessiveness and growing greed
Objects immaterial that steadily feed
Our ego, poor souls- thus, trapped!
Open the ugly cage-so, warped
Out… let pure souls free-to be
One with loving GOD, Almighty!


-Poetry by VeerajaR

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A Mother's Dilemma

I hope she understands...
I do it all- for I love her dearly
Lest she may fall or in way of danger
I scream to catch her attention!

I hope she doesn’t hear, just the scream
But, the pain of a protective mother
who wants the very best of the best
for her angel-the apple of her eyes!

-Poetry by VeerajaR

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The Apple of My Eyes

Apple of My Eyes -by VeerajaR


The name says it all
Apple of my eyes, I call
with every Red drop full
I love my little girl!

Answer to my prayers
A blessing from above
Amidst all pandemonium
Arrived like an angel!

With twinkle in her eyes
Wet black hair framing
Her soft rosy cheeks, A bundle
of beautiful genes-doctor proclaimed!



-Poetry by VeerajaR
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