devi's poems

The warrior is bleeding,
The warrior is struggling,

Struggling to see light,
Plunged into darkness,
But still,
Always ready for a fight,
Can’t the world see such a warrior?
Did they lose their vision?
Or is it that he has lost his?

An attempt to recreate....
An attempt to stand up,
An attempt to face the world,
An attempt to put a mask (over whom)?,
An attempt to erase off the past,
An attempt to seek happiness,
An attempt to struggle; with a smile,
An attempt to love what was hated,
An attempt,
An attempt to LIVE………

IN HER PRESENCE..............( A Mother's Day Thought)

A short but difficult journey,

Still continues,

Not to be spent in greeting people,

But to deepen yourself.............

Where words are useless,

Silence can be a message,

A constant companion in my journey...............

Once a great saint said:

"Stay in the presence of those

who remind you of your lord.

who not only speak wisdom, but are that"

I did just that,

I stayed (maybe not physically)

I stayed

In presence of my mother..............