Sonali Majumdar, an IT Management professional and occasional poet, currently lives in Dallas, Texas, U.S.A. A keen observer of life, she loves to pen down moments, memories, dreams, desires, illusions and reality as perceived by her in the journey of her life. Her poems have been published in online literary groups and resources such as Spillwods.com, Aatish 2 as an winning entry from "On Fire Cultural Movement", e-zines such as "Learning & Creativity-Silhouette Literature & Cinema", "Diff Truths", various prestigious literary groups such as "Kaafiya", "The Significant League", "Kubili Cafe - The home of poetic beans", and so on. With her golden dust of imagination, she desires to paint a picture that will reach the hearts of humanity, through her wildly woven, magically mysterious touch.
1.
Happy Eyes
When I look at those twinkling eyes
I just know where happiness lies
It’s not what you see or run for
It lies within you, the elixir of life
Achievements and University degrees
Corporate ladders and celebrities
Competition and rat races
Fashionistas caked up with makeup on faces
Games of jealousy
Money and winning spree
Oh yeah! It’s all for only one thing
Pursuits of Happiness
Is what brings us all in
But can you hold on to it?
Can you store it?
And never let it slip?
Material gains, brilliant brains
No one knows what lies ahead
In a fraction of a second
Do you know what can change?
Wealth goes down the drain
Hard times take away the fame
Only one thing remains
Happiness,
A different kind perhaps
Even in sadness, a certain happiness can prevail
Happiness
That is independent of this game
Happiness
That comes from inner peace and reigns
Happiness
Wrapped in love, full of bliss
Happiness
That isn’t artificially flavored and cheap
Some strive for it
Years of patience and meditation
Some gain it with seasons
Wisdom and reasons
But blessed are those eyes
They are just childlike
They are just born different
But then, rare gems are always different
They sparkle happiness
From every angle!
© Sonali Majumdar
* Author's Notes: This poem is dedicated to the happily blessed people, the saintly ones, and wise ones and then those that are born different, especially, those children in the Autism spectrum, who are away from everything materialistic in nature - money, power, name, and fame and yet so happy that it’s just amazing!
2.
Motherhood
Who would I be
If not a mother?
Even if I hadn’t given birth
I would still be a mother.
Every girl is a mother,
When she cares for her father,
Every girl is a mother,
When she wipes tears off her mother,
Every girl is a mother,
When she saves her brother from trouble,
Every girl is a mother,
When she nurtures her younger sister.
She is a mother when she serves others.
Her motherhood sparks in her childhood,
When she tends her dolls in their dollhouse.
Her husband sees a mother in her,
Long before their unborn children come to life.
The way she waters the plants,
The way she cooks the food,
The way she cares for her employees,
When she is the boss,
The way she inspires motherhood,
Even in a father,
The way she brings out the best in everyone,
Not just her own creation,
A mother will always be a mother.
From the day her motherhood is awakened
(What event triggers that,
Might vary from person to person)
To the day she closes her eyes,
Her motherhood never dies.
It’s the most primordial instinct
Every species sees it,
It cannot be extinct.
The Universe bows before her,
She understands her unrest.
The eternal Mother Herself,
Her love manifests
Motherhood at its best!
© Sonali Majumdar.
3.
Forgiveness
Forgetting is hard
Hence forgiveness becomes harder
And we enter a vicious cycle of
Hurting one another
With our thoughts mainly
Since now there are no longer words
My master made me realize
We are but the same soul
The telepathic connection between us
Is extremely old
So when I curse you
It recoils back on me
When I accept you
With your differences
(Which might seem frailties to me),
I stay pacified just the way
I have accepted myself
In my entirety
I have thus learned to
Try not to forget you,
Try not to, try to forgive you
But accept you with your differences
And forgive my self for my limitations
As I do not always understand you.
© Sonali Majumdar
4.
Missing
When missing someone
becomes the new norm
It’s a mode of acceptance
That plays along
And what can we do
When that is what we must
Places and people
Laughter and favorite songs
Memories are treasures
Fitting into our rights and wrongs
What is meant to be, will be
What we give up, was supposed to be
If we cross paths again, we call it destiny
If not, let that be a cherished memory.
© Sonali Majumdar
5.
Waiting
In the dire restlessness of awaiting, a hollow bitterness
In every streak of lightning, a threatened existence
In every shrillness of speechlessness, a forced acceptance
In exasperation, in anger, in wistful strains
In cycles of deprivation of every sort
In whirlwinds of temptations around the fort
We wait
We wait for something
We wait for someone
We wait
In the mornings of summer, for promises of long afternoons
In the eyes of a lover, to witness, blossoms of passion bloom
In the wee hours of tired drudgery, for a sip of sweetness
In the death of a beloved, for otherworldly messages
In the stillness of the water, to feel, a ripple of hope
In the calmness of a hymn, a prayer reinforced.
© Sonali Majumdar
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