A sensitive expression – On Woman Day

This is written by kartikey Sehgal. In a few lines he has touched the longing of a mother to see her children unite.At the same time She wants them to keep their individuality .

Caged helplessness

Enjoying the sights of  caged beings

 Have we ever thought how they feel

In their limited spaces

Restlessly pacing

Restricted  movements

No free will to roam

Eating  when and what given

No springs, lakes or rivers

To drink water or bathe

Removed from their natural habitats

Taking away their right to live as they please

The look of despair  and helpless

Says their tales

If  only  they could speak

I am sure would express

Their wish to be free      

 As they were meant to BE

 

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Walk and the path-Gratitude

My walking path since 2012

Gratitude to this sea shore For being my companion Witnessing my journey Absorning my emotions In return giving me PEACE

There are no traces of my presence No footsteps to say I was here yesterday But everyday I come to you Without any fear of being judged Or misjudged

The stillness of your being The gentle sounds of your movements Connects me to my SELF Ever time I take your leave I know you would be there for me tomorrow

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Winter mornings -I long

How I miss the  winter mornings  of the hills

The lazy rising of the city

Foggy moist air  all around

Small Fires burning outside the tea stalls

A few bold people encircling the warmth

Talking from current affairs to world  politics

With steaming cups of tea in their hands

Heavy checkered blankets and  caps wrapped around

How many glasses of tea they would drink

Even they  would not know

The woody texture fills  my nostrils

When I think of those  times

How I miss those lazy mornings

Would I be able to experience it ever  again ?

That is where my heart belongs

In the deep pine mountains

I am not a city person

But then the destiny never asked

What I want ………

Our spirit may have free will

But are we not slaves ?

 

 Shimla – my childhood connect

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