My Love

No, I don’t want to own you but there are times when I want to steal you away from reality and find you a cozy place in my dreams. I’ll then go to heaven above and ask God to lend few twinkling stars and the mighty silvery moon to light up my world of dreams. I know I don’t need these elements from God’s chambers to light up our world and my love is enough to show you the path leading to my heart but I want you to know that my love is worth all the stars and the moon in God’s kingdom.

I can’t ensnare you by weaving a web of words to woo you but I want to write thousand ways in which I love you so that the tiniest of splints can glow brightly with my love and add more sparkle to the land of dreams. I know my love needs no words to prove its worth but I’ll make my words fall like the thousand drizzling drops of rain so that you know how many words I can use just to let you know my heart.

I can’t perform magic to make you love me in the same fashion as I do but I know your heart will feel the magic of love that echoes deep from the well of my heart.  I don’t need any music to glide on, on my way to your heart but the notes of love will give you a ride into the depth of my heart where you shall dwell for eternities with no end.

What am I?

Am I insane
having lost all my mind
walking in the abyss
of forgetfullness?

Am I mad
fuming with anger
delving deeper into the volcano
of boiling emotions?

Am I stupid
easily fooled into emotions
which leaves me more scarred
each time I take a plunge?

Am I completely nuts
jumping from one thought to another
from blank to void thoughts
keeping me occupied with nothing?

Letter to my daughters

Dear li'l Ones,
This is mama here, with eyes unable to latch in the tears of missing the two of you, wishing she was with you guys snoring in that li'l world of ours- holding your tiny fingers; regretting her decision of leaving you all to pursue her dreams of no horizon.
Everyday is a new ordeal for me as I fight hard with my heart not to miss you, my angels. I try myraids of ways to shield my weeping heart from pain. I open my laptop, get locked in conversation who have touched me in their different ways but this talks never soothes the part in my heart where I've made a cozy home for the two of you.
As I sit here typing this, I know two of you are fast asleep unaware of this heart beating in pain, imagining herself beside the two of you, your tiny fingers clasping my fingers tightly. I see the two of you, smiling,playing new tricks you have learnt in my absence, I smile too but as soon as your image fades from the click of a button, I cry thousand galloons of tears remembering each move you made.
'Children are selfish,'one of my friend told me,'they forget you as soon as you are gone from their sight.' But I know somewhere in the dead of the night, in your tiny eyes you hold the dreams of me dancing with you. I know as you put any morsel of food in your mouth, you miss the love in the hands that fed you. In the darkest hour of the night, you miss the warm hands that pressed on your cheek to feel the beauty of our relationship.
Even when away from the two of you I never forget to thank God for giving me the chance to mother the two of you. I feel blessed that I've two of you to hold my hands during my old age but I am sorry dear that right now I am not there to hold your tiny hands. Each moment feels like an eternity of endless eternity and I cry, sighing n sobbing missing you and hating the moment I decided to leave the two of you.
Parents are selfish sometimes but my dear li'l ones you must understand its for the two of you I took this decision but now I am getting the feeling that I must have been insane to think of future when I am missing the best of our present.
Whatever it is, mama misses both of you a lot, I love you my Angels.

Mama.