Whispers

Our journey together started with my inception in her womb. So nice she made my stay there that I gained too much weight. I entered this world upside down too heavy for her to deliver. Unbearable was her pain and agony yet she welcomed me with a smile. Lovely as an angel is my mother, fair and beautiful she is forever, her heart as tender as a flower. her spirit still as strong as ever. She made my early years joyful when abundance graced my childhood. She made my adolscent years meaningful when health and wealth bid us farewell. Seldom does this world spare an innocent soul as my mother. Betrayals many did she face, yet innocence clings to her forever. Freedom and honesty I learnt from my father, as innocent as his wife. Sans desires my parents live their children's success their only aim. Many a value my father taught not by mere word or thought. His every action enriched my heart his goodness and love taught me a lot. Love for inlaws a rare trait long forsaken by mankind. But no...

Sparkling eyes radiating innocence, marks of beauty on a child's face. Happy mind and cheerful laughter, every child's birthright. Separated from the rest here comes a little servant. Dirty clothes piled on her hands trudging to the river bank to wash the heap of clothes, first of her many chores. Tender arms working without rest sweeping, cleaning and washing. Tiny legs busy rushing everwhere obeying orders from her masster. Pen and pencil have not the fortune to be held by her dirty fingers. Schools a forbidden place - engraved in her mind as a fort that imprisons kids. Sisters and brothers to tend and feed infancy long lost in life's struggle. Blind are those who see her on streets, in temples and homes. Stopping not to think twice, rushing through life amassing wealth. Misery and filth everwhere ignoring it is not fair. See the truth, feel the pain, do what you can to stop this crime. Child labour a shame to mankind, stop it before it ruins the world.

This mystery I try to unravel, Much have I yet to discover. Everyday I endeavour, My findings surprise myself. Definite description of me, Still a distant dream to me. My growing blossoming soul admits That verily is the true me.

Behold the lovely land, a tear drop adorning the pristine blue waters. Behold the palm fringed paradise stunning those who dare to explore her. Nature brought forth man to this land, in semblance of her loving spirit for of what use is beauty to a maiden sans admirers for her pastoral charm. Man thus brought forth to the land failed to cherish the rustic lure. Divisions within, many did he form questions of origin became the norm. Honourable existence for others, reduced to a state of illusion. Equal existence still a dream, but cannot be held back by the mean. Free is nature's spirit and soul so is every living heart and soul. Snatch not the rights of others for are they too not your brothers? Silent protests quelled by fire, signalled the start of disaccord. Never ending wars arose in pursuit of a land of fraternal equality. In woe stands mother nature, watching her children suffer. Bidding adieu to families setting out in search of a future. Battles on land persist unabated, suf...

I walk alone lost in silence, now my mind calm and serene, at times depressed and frightened. My mind's play ocupies me all day, yet my heart steers me tenderly leading me away from fear, which does not exist, but is imagined to be. I walk with love that shines forth from everywhere, rooted deep within me, Searching for which I walk in haste, not knowing that I am the cause and effect. Halting at the foot of the almighty I realize, the joy of being that which I had longed for. knowing not what I want, I walk in search of...