Happy New Year
Hello 2018,
You awesome awesome year. I welcomed this year with whole family over FaceTime. With some cake, some appy fizz and lots of laughter. A year that starts beautiful has to be beautiful.
This first day was also a flight to heaven. With new beginnings and starting as I finally plunged into my driving lesson.
The year which starts beautifully has to be gorgeous. This will be year of laughter, love, romance, independence, power and all that I desired ever.
I also feel this will be a year of a new muse and lots of poetry and rhythms. A year of law of attraction and all that is best. All that I always saw coming is finally here. So, welcome happiness.
I wish the same for all my followers and lot more.
Have a gorgeous 2018.
HAPPY NEW YEAR.
Thank You, 2017
So, its end of the year once again and a new year is just round the corner. And like always, how can I end the year without thanking it irrespective of how it was.
This year was chaotic, nothing remarkable, yet nothing bad as such. So, let me thank you and be thankful for little sweet moments it gave me.
January brought some chaos
Refurnished home I received
Some friends did pamper
As I drank to happiness
February was quite responsible
As foreign delegates came
In month of love
Beautiful moments I gained
March is always about cakes
And some women power came along
Gifting promises to the nearest
And meeting ones I awed
Birthday month was the best
As I learned presentation skills
And got love and surprises
To make it the best in years.
In between supervising works
My baby grew a little
Which makes May special
Inspite of all mundane
June is all about devotion
As I spent a month of sacrifice
And learned the power of purchase
To get the power of responsibility.
In the unusual month that was july
I gifted myself the dream phone
And another family holiday
To give and get yearly smiles.
August has given the best people
Yet there wasn’t anything unusual
In works and commitment it went
Seeking something extra.
And then came another unusual month
First solo trip alone for work I took
Gave back with some beautiful memories
And smiles in vacationing away.
October is to poetry say they
And I revived it from within
Though commitment wasn’t fulfilled
But then writer in me found a voice.
November was the start of many beauties
As weddings came in a stressful month
In between food and dances I felt love
To celebrate the unions of special ones.
December was all about letting it go
Going higher and higher in spirits
I danced and smiled even in wrongs
Felt a beautiful year in coming.
So, 2017, thank you for the beauties you gave me. You were a year of firsts. You taught me to present in international conferences for the first time. You was the year I took a first solo trip even if for an office workshop. You were the year I learned how to organise events successfully for foreign delegates and for students. You was also the year of money power, of buying for family, and for oneself and feeling the power. You gave me the surprise birthday after long and some gifts that made me smile. You gave the best weddings and dancing craziness. You were a year of fun and liveliness as you end. Thank you for the upbeat spirit as you end. Gratefulness to you for existing.
2018, you I love already. You are giving me happiness. You give a feel of romance and achievement. You will be the year of independence and only smiles. You are something I am waiting to conquer.
So, goodbye 2017. Thank You.
Lets Celebrate.
HAPPY NEW YEAR, 2018 ♥️
Losing Fears
Day 16
Loving amidst a crowd
Obvious scares to frighten
Secrets waiting to be uncovered
Inside my puddle of fear
Nibbling my insides much
Giggling at at my trauma.
Frowns and wrinkles abound
Earnestly seeking to fly
Amidst all anxiety amassed
Repeatedly I find an escape
Surprisingly of contentment
A Story
Day 15
Flying in middle of nowhere
I have a story to tell
And yet it’s not fully set
It’s about the dream unseen.
Yet this story is quite complete
It has a hero, lost somewhere
And a heroine, seeking some time
It is about the link still unknown
It’s about the sadness to be vomited
And happiness to be marked permanent
It’s about the love still to be felt
Yet it is the best incomplete story.
P.S. This is my attempt at narrative poem.
Words Speak, I Write 
