locked neighbours

locked neighbours are all that i have
me in  mine they in their
worlds accomplished , half done , half hearted
it never happend that we see of chance
or because of talk left balance.
our children grow younger , we grow older
as it is times order

still they are my neighbours
locked neighbours

its odd to see each other in the common corridor
saying " please do knock at my door" when you feel
to which i reply " please be  free to do the same to me "
but feel and free never seem to be bottled together

still they are my neighbours
locked neighbours

yet the aroma says it all ,
if they cooked, baked or left for a call
guess work is always in handy,
must haves, may bes and could bes are the best of commodities.

still they are my neighbours
locked neighbours

Some say neighbours are god in disguise
Some say love your neighbours like your selves
but who are they in real
compulsory friends?
friend in need or in deed

 

My son you are my crust of fun.

To my 1 year, 2months and 7days old son Parthiv( kuttu)
 

 

My son you are my crust of fun.

Each morning and night together we fall and rise,

  Never thought of a companion as you ever twice.

When you were born new,

I began my chores anew.

 

When you stepped once ,

My heart had gone far and bounced.

 

                                       

      
 When you hugged me ,
 

 I knew who I am and what am I for thee.
 

 

 

                  When you turned to find me,

                  I understood what I had longed to see.

 

 

You never sought or animated,

Made all mine thine as automated.

 

 

 

 

 


 

You taught me with patience,

Cases without precedence.

 

I must not hide those times of frantic haste,

But you were always in reasons so chaste.

 

 

They say its love at first sight,

I say its love in sight .

 

 

 

My son you are my crust of fun.

 

 

love

 

amma