Reverie

(a Sonnet)  Are you happy up above in Heaven? Or grieving, leaving behind your loved ones? Did you bag any new confidants even? I bet they may be many a tens! Do you believe when I say I miss you? I haven’t given you any reasons to prove so The squabbles we had weren’t any few They had no logic, for you to know. I crave for your hugs you could bestow Would you cradle my head in your arms? I would pour my heart in a platter in a row And drown myself in the warmth of your charms I wish I had told you this a thousand times Mom! You are my idol and I love you to nines!

Serendipity will be the word Which I call aboard To even with my feelings And describe all my dealings   Let me tell you a tale Which will let you to a sail Across a margin of your thoughts And make you fill in the dots   Legacy to the conjugal unison Born as a daughter and not a son I was but my father’s moon Yet with no claim for the silver spoon   Living in a dispensable abode in a slum We call it ‘Kholi’ but with a glum Four walls enclosing a few hundred feet That is the far I could stretch my feat   Carried away in the realm of strangeness Creased by the nudity of circumstances I silently witness the gasps and the grunts Wondering it is some sort of a hunt   Onto the world I fly on my wings Too timid but harsh, as when it rings The multitude never lets you shy For it knows when and how to pry   Aghast at my loss of ignorance and innocence My body and my soul left all its obedience Could I justify my train of actions And conclude I was left with no options   The conflicting vicissi