Soo Short Story ! Fifteen…


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People hanged dream catchers for having sweetdreams.

She never hung one. But from the day she met him , her each night was filled with a beautiful dream. She didnt buy a dream-catcher rather she found one whom she kept safely forever !!

P.S dedicated to my dream-catcher.. ❤

Pic courtesy : Google ..

The Black And White Heart !!


It’s the heart which paints the world red,
It’s the same heart which makes you dead.

It’s the heart which makes you smile,
It’s the same heart which makes you bleed every while .

It’s the heart which makes you dream,
It’s the same heart which makes you cry and scream.

I wonder whether the heart is loud or quite ,
but I am sure it’s a blend of black and white .

———– Shahini.

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P.S Kindly do not copy.

Mother Birdy !!


Two little eggs  beside my window on the nest,

Watching fluffy mother birdy lay over it was the best.

 

So much love and care was sparkling through the eyes of mother birdy,

That it made me think of my own baby.

 

I opened the window pane just for fun,

But the caring mother birdy started twists and turns.

 

She looked ! as if with her I was in a state of war,

But I failed to explain “I wont harm coz i too am a would b mother !!”

 

I finally closed window for mother birdy to forget fear and rest,

Once again in my heart I realized Mothers are always the best …………

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“This poem is dedicated to all mothers and would-be mothers of this world..”

This poem was written by me a year back when I went for a short trip in one of the famous tourist place of India and there was a nest as right outside the window pane of my hotel room. I watched the mother pigeon throughout the entire afternoon as I was super excited to see the nest and eggs so closely.. The love, care and warmth exhibited by the bird inspired me to write this poem.. Hope you all enjoyed it !!

P.S don’t copy this poem without permission.

Pain Demands To Be Felt !!


I always waited for every “first” with you,

But it was not the same from you..

I wanted to see each corner holding you hand,

You were busy alone discovering hill, sea and sand..

At times I feel I am wrong,

So I try recovering myself with tunes of song..

I feel incomplete inspite of being one,

Because you never bothered to understand my heart atleast once..

May be I wont express this to you ever,

But I am sure you will realize the day I will be lost forever..

P.S This poem is not indicating anyone in my life but during march I wrote this so shared with you all. I was inspired by the book Fault in our stars so you can see this pirticular title of my poem

Gift for Parents !!


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What can be a better gift for your parents than your own drawing !!!

3rd May was the anniversary of my parents so I decided to gift them something special instead of regular gifts from store, so I decided to gift them a painting of my own. Thanks to google from where I got idea of this painting. I remember during my childhood I always made cards for them but as I grew up due to excess pressure of studies I could not make it for them any more. So this year when I have little time in hand after my job I decided to draw once again. To make it more special I framed it so that it can be with them forever.

You can also gift your dear ones something made out of your own hands as that involves your feelings and touch much more than expensive or ready made gifts from stores.

Go ahead and bring smile on lips of your dear ones.

P.S the signature named “munai” in the picture is actually mine as my nickname is munai 🙂