Was a crowded local train,
With people of mixed faith,
As rich don’t prefer train to car,
Majority were middle class.
As I observed the crowd,
Got a glimpse of their activities,
College students joked and laughed aloud,
Others, busy with their mobiles and chitchat.
Caught sight of a lady with a baby,
Who sat emotionless;
Her body looked so fragile,
For the baby must be just a few days old!
The lady flashed in my thoughts,
And haunted me now and then,
Being poor is the worst form of violence,
As she couldn’t afford a comfortable travel.
Run, to be a part of the race,
Conquer, else you will have nothing,
Produce, as you have people to feed,
Save, as all will mind their business when in need.
Stand tall to be unique in the crowd,
Be bold to withstand the scheming ones,
Ignore the black sheep as there are many,
Be careful with your peers, as they are your competitors.
Care for your parents, as you are their flesh and blood;
Keep an eye on your children, as there are vultures around,
Precious is your life, keep your beloved happy,
Eat healthy and sleep well to live long.
Hate the one whom I love,
But end up loving again,
On and off love may be silly,
But can’t change the devil in me.
Am I mad or madly in love?
Years passed, yet we fight like cats;
Same dialogs, same fights, same reunion!
Good that we don’t have spectators.
Undoubtedly, we are the shameless couple,
With the same silly smile after each reunion,
Silly me and my stupid heart,
That is lifeless without my silly other half.
Contagious is depression and negativity,
Like a parasite, feeds on your mind,
For its a disease and not a condition,
Better ignore the one who laments.
As your time is too precious,
Stay away from the negative elements,
That wait for a sympathetic soul,
To easily pass on the burden.
Their stories may be too real,
That will impact your thought process,
Putting your peace at stake,
And turning you into a different person.
Let them cope up with their negativity,
As you already have too many to handle,
May sound like, you, an introvert,
But prefer to live your beautiful life. Kavitha Patchamalai
Different masks on different faces amuse me,
All take distinct roles and play them smart,
Often the masks slip to reveal the real face,
But I prefer the masked one to the other.
Quite comfortable is to deal with the mask,
That does not involve any emotion,
They play, I play and we play the roles safe,
As we go to office just to work and not to make friends!
Yet I see some take up the role of a friend,
Soon they try to become masters,
But I say, “Sorry pal, go to hell”,
As I never mix business with personal life. Kavitha Patchamalai
When your life is miserable,
Temporary is the condition.
When the expected change does not happen,
It may take a while, but don’t get disheartened.
All may be on the other side,
Be proud to stand all alone.
You may be left behind for a reason,
Make use of such situation to prove your power.
It’s you who can determine your strength,
For no one has the right to judge you.
Study your enemies’ motive,
So, their next move will not be a surprise.
Surprise them with your power to stand strong,
As they may expect you to quit.
If you don’t quit, you prove yourself,
That you are a one-man army.
Saw him pop a pill to calm his nerves,
As I threw some questions, nothing out of the box,
He turned red and seemed visibly shaken,
Felt him nervous as his tasks were incomplete.
He took another pill which alarmed me,
A warning signal that he was unstable,
His movements were strange,
The fear that surrounded him was strong.
As a human, I had to pacify him,
For he may not do well but is a normal human,
Struggling for an identity that may be difficult,
As too many compete with him.
God knows how many are in the game,
But not every one is smart to win,
The winner is always the best,
A strong willed fighter of course.
I woke up and tried to get up,
But neither could move nor talk,
I saw my family around me,
Shocked and shaking me from sleep.
I was awake, yet couldn’t shout,
Stiff I felt and heavy was my heart,
Was that fear or coma?
Felt a ton on me and was immovable.
Was rushed to a doctor, everyone crying,
I tried but could move only my thumb,
Which none noticed or cared!
But I gathered my strength to shout.
Nothing happened but a sharp pain,
That was too painful and unbearable,
Pulled myself and shouted loudly,
Gasping for breath, cursing the damn dream.
Stay away from the sick mind,
That manipulates and tries to stop, scare and destroy you,
As the evil, incompetency spreads like a moss;
Or like a parasite that invades and feeds on you.
Stay close but be far to mask your anger,
For it will drive you nuts,
Let them not know your move,
As they wait to play games with you.
Anxiety is their problem as you have nothing to do,
Wait and watch them fall, as no one escapes karma,
Pathetic is their effort to win you,
As they fail again and again,
Just to see you stand so tall. Kavitha Patchamalai
Cool is the ride on the road at night,
As it is calm and with no big fuss;
So are we who remain silent,
As the wheels take us on a silent ride.
Soft music penetrates and soothes the mind,
That has lots of deep never-ending thoughts,
Silent night ride on the road is therapeutic,
For it puts our mind to deep sleep.
Lights flash throughout the night,
As the other vehicles become our travel partners,
Chasing one another just for fun,
For we stay awake to see the race. Kavitha Patchamalai