Wednesday, 25 November 2015

MOTHER- THE SYNONYM FOR LOVE- FEMSY M V

MOTHER-THE SYNONYM FOR LOVE


Mother, the synonym of love
Who dedicates her life
For her twinkling stars.
She is the sea of love and care
Where salinity dissolves in the
Smile of her face
                      I was mesmerised with her                                   Loving and healing touch
                    She brightens even the darkest day
When I was a child,
You were there,
To wipe out my sorrow
To bloom a smile on my face
You were there,
To bring me up, When I fell down
You are my God
My teacher
My mom.
                           
     Your smile is like sunshine
      Which always lightens up my day
      Your eyes are like a pool of love.
You were ready to do anything for me
Without any hesitation
Wishes  showed the depth your love
With a sigh or geisture you accepted
Everything I told you.
       When I was ill,
       Your loving arms cared for me
       The words spoken by you                          Were like the precious pearls of love
    There is no one like you
   Who understands me
                   You gave me life
                  Your breath
                  Your blood
                 Your life
                 For my well being
                My love towards you is beyond my life
.You gave me a touch of support
When I was like a bird
Who lacked  correct direction
You are the fire behind
My cherished dreams
               At night, When I looked out in the sky
                   There was a glistening moon with
                 Your face engraned in it
You are like a candle
Who lighten the life  of your well being
And end up giving light
I apologize for all the misdeeds
I have done to you
     You are there to walk with me
      Throughout my life
      I wish I could sleep in your lap
     Dreaming about the great time we had
    Your gentle pat make me enter into
    The world of sleep. 

That’s the real magic!
Your love…..
That’s the real wonder!
Your care…..
That’s the real treasure!
Your smile…..
                       My love for you is unconditional
                               You gave me hope to line…..
M- memories that are enshrined
O- oil that smoothenes life
T- touch that wipes out all sorrows
H- hope that make us line
E- earth that gives us shelter
R- river that brings us refreshness
MOTHER – I LOVE YOU!!
                                
                                  -Femsy M V

Tuesday, 24 November 2015

                 A Red Rose   

                         

                           
                             Even far away,                                                                                     the memories of past haunts me
                            I remember the red rose,
                           which gave an incredible beauty to my life
                           I wondered when i saw the rose plant
                          in my waterless and less fertile courtyard
                         On seeing her my heart began to flow

                          in a deep sea of desire
                          I cared and loved it                                                                              
waiting for her to bloom
                          I requested the plant
                         show me the vibrant beauty
                         I wished that,it will fill
                         my heart with colors
                         In a glorious morning,there in dappled light
                         I saw a new red rose smiling at me
                         The red rose,enunciates the love
                         fulfilled my wish with 
an elegant smile
                         Tears dropped out of my eyes
                         It shone on my eyes,the red rose
                         creates a storm of love in my heart
                         And it smells just as sweet
                         I loved that red rose,bloomed in my heart
                         It keeps on shining with its beauty and
                         gave a new color to my life
                         The red rose,enchanting among the flowers
                         in the garden of my life
                         I still remember that beautiful sight,
                         as i looked at her.
                         So vibrant and eye catching
                         My sweet red rose,you stimulate love
                         I run my hands through the soft velvety petals
                         smooth to touch....
                         I loved my precious rose,you bring love in me
                         I even love her prickly thorns
                         as a sign of defense,which makes me bleed
                         But i enjoyed that pain simply
                         Thorns which covered the stem and
                          she shows both beauty and danger
                         My red rose,has the power
                         to create a sense of calm and serenity
                         She delicately danced with her leaves
                         moves in a gentle breeze
                         Once again i wished for a red rose,
                         the beauty in my life
                         The red rose,how lovely it is!
                         the queen of beauty,
                         adding beauty to my life!!
                  
       
                                                  ARYA MURALIDHARAN

Thursday, 19 November 2015


14 Years of Freindship , Love ...............


MY GREGORIAN LIFE


   14 Years ..... Though it was just a number in the proximity of real numbers for me during my school days,It has now become a fortune of a millenium,gifting me with exclusive gifts no other shops in the whole cosmos can gift me....Treasures which will exist till the last air drifts apast my nostrils. 
   I can't believe how clearly I remember my very first day at school and the kind of fuss I created , Where I was in Miss Simmy's tender arms the whole, Giving absolutely no rest to her ears with my complaints and grief of how cruel my parents were,Leaving me alone in a world unknown to me.
   It is this very same Miss whom now I call very possessively 'mom' and the kind of love Miss Simmy showered on me.I just couldn't ask for a better teacher to flag off my journey of ups and downs,happiness and sorrow.....
   From Miss Simmy to Ms.Rajasree, Ms.Augusta, Ms.Reena, Ms.Maisi, Ms.Suma, Fr.George,Vinu sir, Ms.Bindhu..........The list goes on who all at some point in there 14 years touched my soul. Though I used to curse Ms Suma for her classes on Integrals and Differential Equations when the lake nearby calls us to indulge in its elegance and merge with the wind lingering around the cocnut trees. But now I long for a second in those classes with Haroon, Kevin, Sebastian, Steeve.... and all my Friends, cracking jokes every now and then.
   Reminiscenes of my schooldays are inexpressible in words which takes me to a whole new dimension unknown to 'Horizon Space station' , violating Newton's Laws.Now the very thought that my longings are just dreams with no chance of materialisation makes my eyelids unstable in regular intervals. Though of no use , I simply wish if I could restart my life once again to reface each moment of my schooldays one last time and memories gifted by those 14 years creates a pandemonium of emotions taking the best of me. The impression these sweet but soul touching notions create is the dignity in being called a 'Pure bred Gregorian' which I feel will help me to face the challenges life has in store for me.....


        


~ Andrew Simon George

Wednesday, 18 November 2015

MY FIRST CRUSH!!

Crazy the day was 
I went in a rush to 
See his awesome face for once
I realized that,
he was a dazzling angel
     my eyes captivated on him
     with certitude I walk towards hi
     by the time I was near 
     he stopped for just and turned
     stared me for a while
     as he was ready for the move 
     for the very next moment
     I felt a bit excitement
As i leaned towards him
he disappeared from my vision
suddenly I felt a magical touch
on my right shoulder
my arms raised with goose bums
      I think it was my first crush
      my deep sense of attraction
      as our eyes get locked for a moment
      the cool breeze outside made us warm
oh!..the pity he flew away from me
he my greenwinged dazzling angel
MY GREEN GRASSHOPPER!!!
 
RANSOM GEORGE