My poems

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Monday, April 16, 2012

The flying machine


A poem for children


As I fly in my machine over hills and valleys,
I see a pretty girl looking to the skies.
She hears the sound of the flying machine,
but cannot see me, so I opine.

My machine is a new plane that I made,
it flies just above the treetop's surface.
I can see all the shy birds in the trees,
It is a delight to see where all they hide.

My machine is invisible to all and sundry,
no one has made something like it you see.
No one can see me that is for sure,
Unless I raise the shield for fresh air.

Soon my flying machine is alongside,
she turns around  as if to take flight.
Her hair blows all over her pretty face
she tries to see through the impending haze.

Soon I burst out in fits of laughter,
audible to her like running water.
she flings a stick blindly into the air,
manages my wheels to strongly strike.

The laughter now is from her for sure
I am the one looking towards its repair.
The shield lifts suddenly due to the impact
I jump out thinking I would be whacked

But the joke is on me for sure today,
her brothers have been waiting today.
I get a thrashing that I will never forget,
The flying machine is not for nonsense.

renukakkar 16.04.2012
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Thursday, March 29, 2012

The Man in the Moon(Chanda Mama)




Sometimes you see him, and sometimes you don’t.
When night light is dim, he is seen at the horizon.
As he moves across the sky, disappearing as the sun rises.
Spreading less or more light and increasing its shape and size.

Fascinated we were by Grandmother calling him Chanda Mama,
Meaning Moon Uncle (mother’s brother), great story teller.
Who puts us all to sleep, while he travels across the sky,
While we counted sheep, he glided across like a butter fly.

As kids, we saw him as the kind man in the moon with a smiling face,
While walking alone he was reassuring and gliding keeping with us same pace.
Growing up, the fascination with Chanda Mama or the man in the moon wanes,
But comes back in our children when we tell them his songs and poems.
renukakkar 30.3.2012
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Friday, February 17, 2012

I will make you my destiny




 Come sit besides me for a short while
In my eyes I'll capture your picture
and I will make you my destiny  


On papery heart I will draw your sketch 
will hide it in the corner easy to fetch
I will make you my destiny


You will remain always there
my heartbeat you will be for ever
I will make you my destiny


You will understand whatever I say
and I will understand what you say  
I will make you my destiny


I want you and only you
you're my life's prayer/ destination true
I will make you my destiny  


renukakkar 17.2.2012
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तुझे अपनी तक़दीर बना लू



दो पल बैठ मेरे साथ तू 
आँखों में तेरी तसवीर बसा लू 
तुझे अपनी तक़दीर बना लू 


कागजे दिल पे स्केत्च बना लू 
किसी कोनें में उसे छिपा लू 
तुझे अपनी तक़दीर बना लू 


हमेशा रहेगी (रहेगा ) मेरे पस तू
दिल की धड़कन बनजा रे तू 
तुझे अपनी तक़दीर बना लू 


मेरी बात हमेशा समझे तू    
तेरी बात हमेशा मैं समझू  
तुझे अपनी तक़दीर बना लू 


मुझे चाहिए सिर्फ तू ही तू 
मेरे जीवन की प्रार्थना है तू 
तुझे अपनी तक़दीर बना लू  


renukakkar 17.2.2012
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Saturday, February 11, 2012

The Celestial house



I was in meditation that day again,
and saw a park with little green hills.
The weather indicated fall of rain, 
the picture was completed with singing birds.

I felt as if I was in another world,
I saw a distant house I walked towards.
A strange house it looked indeed,
cautiously I moved forward.

The framework of doors and windows were visible,,
it roof was huge and white like a dome, 
Doors and windows, however seemed invisible,
celestial light it emitted and I knew I was home. 

As I came to stand before the house,
I heard chanting of Om coming from inside.
I realized that the chanting was from within, 
coming from the rooms inside.

I felt at peace upon entering 
all my aches and pains were vanishing.
Was it the house or the chanting,
that was effecting this miraculous healing.

As I walked through the doorway,
no one was there whom i could meet.
I saw a number of open doorways,
that lead into the  rooms  with chanting sweet.

Someone came toward me suddenly and stood,
dressed in a flowing white gown with a slash tight.
tears rolled down as his aura was so good,
His clothes emitted pure celestial light.

For a minute i was held spellbound,
he blessed me with raised hands.
Thereafter I do not know what happened
he vanished and I found myself in familiar surrounds.  

renukakkar 25.1.2012
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Will you be my Valentine?


Here is a poem for Valentine day..hope some of you will use it...as Valentine Day is around the corner :)


I pick up courage to tell you today,
that I love you more than I can say.
Love for me is a precious gift,
when I see you, my spirits lift.
Will you be my Valentine?

My love for you is honestly sweet, 
I would never ever on you cheat.
Love for me is very precious,
making my smile infectious. 
Will you be my Valentine ?

Love for me is very gentle,
It's healing  it is very sentimental.
Sometimes your leaving me I fear,
at home alone I shed, silent tears.
Will you be my Valentine?

The bond within is very strong,
I know from within that with you I belong.
Please reciprocate the love i have for you,
I am sure this love for you will remain ever true.
Will you truly be my Valentine?

Love works from the  core of our hearts
Our love is such that it lights up like sparks
Love for us is like seeing northern lights
Forever a source of delight
It is divine, will you be my Valentine?

renukakkar 12.2.2012
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Thursday, February 9, 2012

You’ve come to change my destiny



You’ve entered my heart via my eyes.
Who are you to me oh stranger mine,   
Very dear to me you are so suddenly. 
you’ve come to change my destiny.

Love seems to cascade from your eyes,
love is hidden in your unspoken words. 
How do I handle so much love suddenly,
you’ve come to change my destiny.

I was walking alone in this life of mine, 
searching for someone to walk besides. 
You came along to accompany me suddenly,
you’ve come to change my destiny.

Everyday now I pray to God, 
that we never get separated.
We take a vow on this jointly,
You’ve come to change my destiny. 

renukakkar 8.2.2012
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