Jovial Journey by Sandra Nair (13 inch ebook reader .txt) 📕

About the Book

 This is a journey through the poems written by Sandra Nair H R. 'Jovial Journey' discusses  the evils in the society and at the same time inspirational poems are also composed!

Prologue

" Everyone thinks of changing the world but none is ready to change themselves". I know that this is a famous quote and more than the fact that it's popular , I would like to bring out the main reason why I have written it here. It is because my poem is dedicated for anyone and anything that became a victim of the social evils of the world. And I would like to give you a positivity while you read them.This book is also a dedication to all girls out there and to show my love for us ( woman), I've used images of women all through my book. Finally, 'Jovial Journey' is my parents' , especially my mother's hard-work's result and it's dedicated to them.

 

 With regards,

Sandra Nair

 

Contents

 1. Best of Best

 2. What will Happen

 3. Will never Meet

 4. Listening to my heart

 5. Mother Resembles Purity

 6. New Santa

Best of Best

 

Not any of the stars,

But the Sun;

 

Not any of the planets,

But the Earth;

 

Not any of the peaks,

But the Everest;

 

Not any of the trees,

But the redwood;

 

Not any of the flowers,

But the Rafflesia;

 

Not any of the chairs,

But the throne;

 

Not any of the hearts,

But the kind-heart;

 

Be the best!

What will Happen

What will happen :

If the stars fight?                                         

 

What will happen:

If the Sun and moon fight ?

 

What will happen :

If the plants fight ?

 

What will happen :

If your hands fight ?

 

What will happen :

If the hour and minute hand In a clock fight ?

 

But they won't fight, Only we fight,

To see our own destruction !

 

Will never Meet...

One morning,with a gesture,

I left my home.

But never did I thought

That was the last wave

I could, to my mother.

 

Happily learning my lessons,

Gun bullets took my life,

So soon 'twas;

Not even a single second

To say goodbye

To my soul.

 

I lay soulless,

And booked for a seat

Up in the heavens;

With my friends

And teachers.

 

Here, in the heavens,

Remembering the moment

Those cruel men

Made me hopeless.

I now realize,

Nothing lasts forever!

 

Goodbye mum,

Goodbye dad,

Goodbye everyone,

Goodbye dreams;

See you again 

In the heavens.

Goodbye forever the ones

Who separated me 

From my soul.

 

We'll never meet

Because once you die,

The path to dwell

Will be opened to you,

And never to the heavens.

 

Listening to my heart

 

That was the time,

I realized-

Someone was listening to me, to my heart!

My heart , filled with joy

Was clapping in all its happiness

Someone could hear it!

My happiness when I feels

Someone is safe inside me

My worry when He says

Someone is sad inside me

The moment my heart

Burst out in tears

Someone listens to it

Like a keen student learning-

The first letter!

This is the day

Someone would call me 'mamma'

I slept quietly dreaming

Of the most innocent face of a heart!

I woke up from my sleep

The moment I felt Am I living in Earth?

Yes, but in the midst of devils!

My brain was right

My heart has dead

The most innocent face has been eradicated;

She is no more.

Mother Resembles Purity!

 

Mother,you makes me safe-

In your womb.

Mother,you hugs me-

With your pure hands.

Mother,you bear me when-

I dance on your heart.

Mother,you gave me shade-

Under your wings.

Mother,you taught me music-

With your loveliest voice.

Mother,you gave even -

Another mother for me!

Now,kissing me the last one-

You're fading away.

Though,

Womb being nature,

Hands being wind,

Heart being land,

Wings being trees,

Voice being cuckoo,

Mother being my 'mamma' ;

All those, which are

Facing worries now,

As you weep.

Mother,hold my hands,

Help me learn the chapter,strength;

As you does,mother Earth!

New Santa

 

Christmas time,  

                                                

Jolly time.                                                             

 

Santa's arrival,

 

Awesome arrival.                                                 

 

But things changed                                             

 

In this century.                                                   

 

Santa too changed.                                          

                                                                                 

 

He comes,                                                            

 

Not with reindeers ,

 

But with guys;                                                     

 

Not at night,                                                       

 

But at noon;                                                        

 

Not with gifts,  

                                                   

But with greed,

 

to take money,

 

to fill his belly.

 

 

Shops have Santa,

 

Pictures with Santa.

 

To increase the people

 

visiting them.

 

To increase their income,

 

And to empty our pockets.

 

 

Santa on December,

 

Aiming money;

 

Only money;

 

And nothing more.