Showing posts with label That tuesday thingy. Show all posts
Showing posts with label That tuesday thingy. Show all posts

Monday, 19 August 2013

We Meet

(C) Juztamom

We meet
In the middle of the bridge

Eyes locked with eyes
Hands held together
Distance covered together
Step for step
Vow for vow

We meet
In the middle of the bridge

No questions asked
All questions answered
Who cared who cared
We didn't
Together we were
Is all that mattered
Wink for wink
Nudge for nudge
Promise for promise

We meet
In the middle of the bridge

Longest bridge to cross
Longest distance to travel
Traveled in the shortest amount of time
Smile for Smile
Tear for tear
Nod for nod

We meet
In the middle of the bridge

(C) Juztamom 2013

Shared with Indiblogeshwari That Tuesday Thingy-Sepia Tones
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Wednesday, 7 August 2013

How shall I sing that majesty?

How shall I sing that majesty?
How great a being you are
With a spirit so freeing
Thy words are the only words I am always agreeing

Thy art of sweeping and cleaning,
Like full moon bright and beaming
Thy wrinkled smile with a teeth gap showing
The red of pan mixing in the yellow like a sun glowing

Thy chitter chatter like a food platter
For my soul and my stature
Thy nose ring, with a red twig
Like a forest on fire, with a burning twinge
Thy soft nature with a loud stature
Thy big spirit and bigger laughter
Like a wild elephant in a small manor

How shall I tell thou, how much I miss thou
Enlighten my life and my house again
Wake me up with your loud booms and bams,
Kitchen is empty, craving thy hands
Sink is flowing and full, waiting for thy chants
The floor is dusty and lonely,
Looking at the broom eagerly,
Broom is tall and pretty,
Waiting to be picked by almighty
My kettle is up and boiling
Fuming hot and shouting
Where art thou, O my love!

For thy thousand reasons to break up with me
Here are my few to make up with me
The house, the dishes, Ms. Broom and the Mrs
Every nook and corner misses
And hope for thy mercy
My majesty

~~~~~Thine devotee~~~~


This post is a tribute to my maid, my help, my lifeline "Rupa tai"who left me for greener pastures few days back.