Monday, February 23, 2015

They are my friends


numero1
She broaches life every time I call 
and our serious talks take so long.
Life lessons can't limit to hours
A friend who talks the language of a monk.

numero 2
This one is ingenious at public speaking 
organizing events and parties.
Beauty and brain wrapped in one 
her "welcome", is heartfelt and hearty.

numero 3
 She is my sister; she is my savior 
So many savory recipes she shares. 
Family discussions are made at times 
One who genuinely gingerly cares.

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She is finicky, finding faults 
surprisingly in her own creations.
Her exemplary friendship, a proof of forgiveness, 
reaching the zenith of perfect patience.

She is oozing energy in her actions 
her frolics, laughs, and giggles.
Living her life "who cares, she dares"
Splurging on shopping and never niggles.

She is one hardworking, soul I know 
who made her way, her life her own.
An acing company, she goes for work 
but keeps a distance from her phone.

This one is so simple in her looks,
and thoughts are honest and clear. 
Her pleasure travels are, myriad and vivid
Content comrade, who is unlike her peers.

She didn't change with time and influence.
Keeps a mindset of her own.
A truly content, confident soul 
"Sheer street smart" as what she is known.

She is my avid, assuring asylum 
at times of plaguey plight.
Her nature is so, calm and serene
 but she mentors, to fight for the rights.


They are my friends 
unique in their traits.
Priceless moments and 
memories we make.
They are my mentors.
I soak what I like.
Discount what I hate.
They are my friends.
They are my fate.
       
                        Aarushi Agrawal "honey"

Monday, February 2, 2015

My unborn girl child



I know in my heart 
the deep desire to have you
in my thoughts
in my womb
in my arms someday 
would have flamed an argument with the God.
You are my unborn girl child.

I know your pristine pious soul 
have pleaded so hard 
to be in my life 
to be my girl 
to be in my world 
would have whirled his world of justice.
You are my unborn girl child.

I know his callous robust reply 
unveiling sheer strident truth of the world 
is depraved
is ostentatious
is a dreadful place 
would have shattered your soul's hope.
You are my unborn girl child.

I know your absence 
from my life 
missing on feminism 
missing on gossips 
missing on emotions 
will enshroud me in"incomplete mom" plight.
You are my unborn girl child.

I know in my brain 
the deep fear of bringing you 
in the world of wolves (rapists)
in the world of man (gender discrimination)
in the world of blame (to have a girl child)
 has debilitated my desire to conceive you.
You are my unborn girl child.

What I don't know 
is the way, to admit to you
being missed 
being sought
being craved everyday
will keep my eyes soaked in tears.
You are my unborn girl child.

                  Aarushi Agrawal "honey"