Showing posts with label Papa. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Papa. Show all posts

~Nostalgia~

"Unknown"
Too much work! :(

Today is a ordinary gloomy day,
The sky is cast, the sun is veiled,
I am hopeless, clueless, with nothing to do,
I scribbled many a poems and gibberish too,
And yet the soggy past hangs in front of my eyes,
The future seemed to loop ceaselessly by,
My present repeats itself every single day,
I am bored, strung out, unhappy, in dismay...
The music disheartening, the lyrics seem silly,
The gym is tiring, the walk too lonely,
The food unpleasing, hunger seems dead,
The white covers of the room colourless and drab!

I miss my mother's fruit custard pie,
My father's melodious car ride,
My hubby's hearty breathtaking embrace,
The house full of flowery decor and lace.
My mother constantly scolding me,
My father watching football on TV,
Or Mr. Husband trashing the house around,
While I find something dirty to freak about!
Fighting over the TV remote too much,
Arguing over what to cook for lunch,
Running amok in search of the phone,
Lost in some corner, unnoticed unknown!

I sit alone in the hotel room,
Its quite and peaceful, not a moan,
The custard is too perfectly served,
Decorated, yet not enough!
The football game is of course ignored,
As I watch some random comedy show,
For no one fights for the remote,
Its just me me all alone,
In the stark white perfect uncluttered room,
No one to mess the perfect gloom,
As I sit and stare at my phone
Waiting for a call from my faraway home!


Shared with Poetry Jam!


Papa Dear!

"Unknown"
My first dance, My first kiss, My first bear hug!!
My first rose, My first valentine, My very first Love!!
Papa Dear! You hear me loud,
I have swung on those strong arms,
I played with your bushy moustache
of which you were so proud!!
I ruffled your best set hair
just before you went to work,
I knotted your tie queerly but
you happily took it along!!
I stole your pen and you searched around
for hours in your room,
not ever doubting your little one,
for she was your sweet bloom!!
And I grew up smart and quietly,
I din't think it through-
But you scared those awful boys away
keeping me safe and true...
I still don't know how to invest
the wages that I earn,
I still return to you 
for emergency funds...
You still trust me with your credit card,
even though I made a few loots,
This poem is also part of Sunday Poetry Pantry at Poets United !
You buy me ugly dresses 'coz they
travel to my boots...
Oh! Papa Dear! I miss those days
when I could clamber up your feet,
and fly like a little bird 
and sing to any beat!!
I miss the pink rag doll 
you got me for my birthday,
I called her Fatto for she was fat
and loved chocolate icecream!!
Oh! Papa Papa listen to me,
I am still your little princess!
So what if I am married now
and flying to fancy places!?