THE PUP IS ALIVE!!!!

I am gory!

I was introduced to a new ME today.

Trying to express my feelings and thoughts in the best possible way but it is turning out to be quite a task today. There's a devil hidden inside each one is what I had heard in the past. Today I realized I have one inside me definitely!

Early morning whilst in the mill of daily routine, I reversed the car. Next thing noticeable was the young puppy's face, blood rushed out its nose and it was breathing heavy, almost snorting in the young lad's hands. It suddenly turned a new born baby curled up in the boy's hands and looked at me with painful, questioning eyes, ones that were hardly open...I looked away, almost on the verge of crying. Instructed the little boy to feed it or give it some water, "In case it's dead bury it properly under the mud and be careful of its mother being around" I told him. Then reversed the car again and drove off.

It would have been easier to deal with the situation had I stopped and took care of the little pup but I didn't, it's been killing me since then. The tears aren't stopping but if only they could heal. Sad but true, I have my hands coloured RED...

Sorry yet irreversible action that can have a lasting effect? Isn't it?

Prayers for the little pup with the hope that it is alive when I reach home in the evening today.

Rains in Vizag!!

Two solitary birds that flew in the distance;
I saw it in their flight,
So real, so sure of themselves.

The Ocean that spread its wings to eternity;
I saw it in the vigour,
that lay deep within.

The overhead sky that cast shadows of the setting sun;
I saw it in the clouds,
so full of confidence.

The plant from the kitchen garden that faught to its roots;
I saw it in its sway,
so swift.

The shriek of the neighbour's daughter who wanted to be let out;
I saw it in her trials,
so wanting to be free.

The trees atop the hill that stood as landmarks;
I saw it in their huddle,
so knit together like family.

The wind that caressed your locks like its darling;
I saw it in its efforts,
to express its heart's desires.

The rain that dreanched you in its hope;
I saw it in the little droplets,
so tiny but so warm!!

It is love that keeps them all at their best.

With love
For the change in weather,
From my much loved home's balcony....

Expression

It's an image, a thought, a present forever sought...
It's a rant, a crib, a pain in the rib...
It's limitless, it's charred, it's bloody hard...
It's vicious, it's prone, it's grit - a stone...
What is it that I write about when thoughts are so clubbed, so squished, so difficult to express.
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Miss Ash!!

I miss you....
When I wake up from the alarm ring,
When I look at your picture on the wall,
When the evening breeze brushes my hair,
When a bad dream wakes me up in despair...
I miss you.
Every time the phone beeps,
Every time at the dining table,
Every time when I spray perfume'
Every time when I'm in the bedroom...
I miss you.
I miss you with each rising sun,
I miss all the fights and the fun,
I miss you every pity, every plight,
I miss you when the sun goes down and I miss you throughout light!