Meaning of loving someone

Loving someone is wanting to share,
and be with your loved one for whom you care.
Making future plans with your loved one by your side,
sharing ups and downs of life together with pride.

Loving someone is to wanting your partner to rise,
in all walks of life with great pride.
Encouraging and praising with sincere words,
so that the loved one attains set goals.

Loving someone is to have a special friend,
on whom you can always depend.
Who will be there through the future years,
and will be sharing with you laughter and tears.

Loving someone is seeing fulfilled dreams,
one by one, all coming true slowly it seems.
From house to children to parents and spouse,
sharing and caring affectionately with merit and joice.

Loving someone is to have special memories,
moments captured in time, you personal stories.
All the good things that life brought along,
to recall left alone, when emotionally not strong.

Loving someone teaches of sharing and caring,
and to fulfill dreams that you have been dreaming.
Learning the full meaning of affection with its hue,
is not for everyone but those with hearts that are true.

renukakkar 9.4.2011 

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I like you a lot

There is something I have to tell you, 

for a minute if you listen I shall tell you. 

You seem to be like me it is true, 

that is why I like you. 

Whenever you come to meet me, 

thoughtful and quiet you seem to be. 

You talk to me as if you are slightly crazy, 

that is why I like you, you see. 

You come to see me in peak summer hours, 

smiling to yourself thinking something about us. 

You seem to be shy like me perhaps, 

that is why i like you, you I trust. 

Perhaps you are apprehensive of what I might say, 

may be thats the reason of talking and stopping mid way. 

the truth I must tell you today, 

that is why I like you a lot, I have to say. 

renukakkar 6.4.2011 

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आप हमें बहुत अच्छे लगते हैं.

एक बात हमें आप से कहनी है,

सुन लो ज़रा तो कह  देते है.

   लगते तो आप   हमारे जैसे हैं,          

इसीलिए आप हमें अच्छे लगते हैं.

जब भी  आप हम से मिलते  हैं,            

गुमसुम से गुपचुप आप रहते हैं.

कुछ पागलों  जैसे  बातें करते हैं,

इसीलिए आप हमें अच्छे लगते हैं.

कड़ी धूप में भी  मिलने आते हैं, 

और  मन  ही मन मुस्कराते हैं.
हमारी  तरह क्या आप शरमाते हैं?

इसीलिए आप हमें अच्छे लगते हैं.

शायद  हम से थोड़ा डरते  हैं,
कुछ कहते कहते  रुकते हैं.

सच्चाई हम आप को बताते हैं,

आप हमें बहुत अच्छे लगते हैं.

 renukakkar 6.4.2011

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Cricket Fever

It is now the turn for cricket fever in Mumbai,
all routes are heading towards Wankhede.
People big and small are heading there too,
in this race are politicians and big wigs it is true.

All supporters will be cheering their teams,
viewers will also come from across the seas.
Presidents of participating countries will come to view,
and support their respective countries too.

Like in Chandigarh the place will be a fortress,
offices to be closed to avoid further stress.
Movements in and out of the city restricted,
security is declared to be high alerted.

More policemen on roads it is true,
to keep a check on the crowds and for security too.
Special guards and commandos will be assured,
for Cricket diplomacy as a success to ensure.

renukakkar 01.04.2011
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Why am I here?

Sometimes sitting in a thoughtful mood,
I ask myself my purpose here,
Searching within for an answer good,
the reply of which is not very clear.

When i sit in a thoughtful mood,
I ask again who am I?
Searching within for an answer good,
i get an amazing reply.

Then i ask pondering over my life,
wanting to know what lies ahead.
Looking within there is always strife,
between the self good and bad.

I still ponder about my fate.
and the answer I get from within me,
You have time and so wait,
future unfolds slowly to be.

Then I think about trying situations,
wondering why it was always me.
We are but prisoners of our actions,
that culminate in us facing tragedy.

As I continue to meditate more,
understanding of giving of different stuff.
Anyone can give of materials things and score,
the real giver* is one who gives of himself.

I continue to ask within and pray,
why I came here and where will I go?
The answer comes as a flashing ray,
giving me glimpses of what l should do.

Suddenly everything becomes very clear,
my time here will be done one day.
With clarity I see the ending and hear,
leaving the body my soul will fly away.

I am just passing time here learning,
lessons that I did not properly learn.
After my lessons are learnt of giving,
my soul to stars and heaven will return.

* The chapter of  ’giving’ in the book, ‘The Prophet’ written by Khalil Gibran

renukakkar 20.03.2011
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A warning by Mother Earth

To our environment we are interlinked,

through food chain to mother earth and beyond.

Exploiting nature and not putting back,

depleted earth has paid us back.

With more vengeance we see nature's wraith,

Earthquakes and Tsunami and flash floods cometh.

A glimpse of the future we are shown,

to make amends is a chance given.

All pay Mother Earth  a lip service,

driven by greed we take from her resources.

Tampering earth in this part of the world,

a resounding slap is given  by her around the globe.

Our flora and fauna  have been  exploited,

advancing deserts  have been  created.

A hole in the ozone layer pollution has made,

the greed of the rich nations when will it fade.

The third world cries for  payment by polluters, 

the maximum noise is made by exploiters.

How long will they be safe from natures fury,

Global warming and flash floods are occurring surely.

Nuclear disasters are new additions,

maiming, mutilating coming generations.

Not only in war but due to calamities,

these accidents occur now in regularities.

Stop mutilating the earth please do, 

a warning that it will come back to pay you.

Let us amend our ways of living to be true,

and observe environment conservation for sure.

Reflect to 1973 the first environment days celebrations,

and subsequent ones where all nations made various slogans.

We need to abide and preserve for our future generations

they will not forgive us for our lackadaisical  commitments.

renukakkar  17.3.2011

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A catastrophe in Japan

Nature again shows its anger,
making the entire world tremble.
Throwing out the ocean in anger,
covering its path islands and islanders.

Waves as high as a tallest building,
cars and houses in its sway it is carrying.
A catastrophe for a small nation,
fires and blasts are the culmination.

We as humans can only stand and watch,
offering prayers for those caught in the aftermath.
Governments move to give help in cash and kind,
the nuclear dust floating around the world they mind.

All awaken to the terror of the nature's fury,
realizing that we are but like leaves very puny.
My heart filled prayers go to those facing the onslaught,
a second disaster for them after the nuclear holocaust.

renukakkar 15.3.2011
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