Lost

I have forgotten how it feels like to be loved…

I have forgotten the feel of a soft touch..

Fingers caressing the folds of my skin..

Sensuous kisses travelling from the lips

To the nape of my neck and further below..

The tender look which needed not words

And your eyes which said I was your world…

Yes, I’ve forgotten them all, forgotten how they felt like…

No they are no more there and never more will be..

I have lost you, I have lost your love.
   -elliemeg

Beneath My Wings

I held you in the hollows of my arms

Lifting and supporting you

As you cringed further below

Trying to hide from the eyes

That you once thought adored you.

Insinuating eyes that now follow you

Into every nook and bend

Until you feel cornered

And overpowered by it’s presence.

No the eyes are not there now

But you are overwhelmed with guilt

Which makes you see them everywhere.

My attempts to comfort you are all in vain

Yet I give not up, for you are mine

And mine you’ll always be

I’ll forever protect you

And catch you from falling further.

You are safe beneath my wings.

 

                          –elliemeg

 

My Dada Baby

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I wake up to the sound of your voice

Every morning, prepare your feed and

Fall asleep again with your arms

Wrapped around me and your breath

Warm against my cheek.

You open your big round eyes and say,

Amma, I’ll stay with you the whole day,

Please don’t go to work,

Please don’t send me to school today.

My heart pains to part with you

Even if it’s just for a while to school.

When I see your big round eyes swell

With tears and big droplets fall on your cheeks.

But I get to hug you again soon enough

And to hear your sweet voice say

Amma, I’ll stay with you the whole day.

We hug, we laugh, we roll, we eat,

We watch cartoons together,

We play with little cars, your mini coopers,

Your audi, JCB, and aeroplanes and bikes,

And spend the rest of the day leisurely

In each other’s company.

Your expression of love touches me deeply,

And my love for you knows no bounds,

My boy, my Dada Baby, as you call yourself,

You’re the best gift that God has bestowed upon me.

                                                        -elliemeg

Worth Living

Toys strewn floors,

Cars here, cars there,

Little cars everywhere.

Napkins here, chocolates there,

Colouring books, paper planes,

Building blocks, kinder joy toys,

Little crumbs of cookies everywhere.

Smell of lotions, baby powders,

Doraemon on tv, or sometimes Shinchan.

Piled up laundry, piled up books,

Scribbled bedsheets, doodled walls.

Little feet tapping, running here and there,

Sound of laughter echoes everywhere.

Voices calling Amma, all at once.

Pecks of kisses, showering on me

From little lips, now and then.

Little arms hugging me and tugging me,

They make my day- a day worth living,

Everyday.

-elliemeg

I Live on, for You

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There were days when

I didn’t know what to do,

Or what was happening to my life.

Days were counted, one by one.

Days seemed to stretch to months,

And nights seemed to stretch to years.

Time seemed to move its hands

Like a snail in a race course.

Alone and depressed, I longed a loving arm.

Your arm and none else.

There were times when I wished

Not to wake, but to sleep eternally.

Wished peace would find its way

To end the turmoil in my days and nights.

Yet I dragged on, as I knew

I’d have to finish my race

For I have little faces looking up to me.

With the same longing

To be loved, to be cared for,

And needing a loving arm

To soothe them, and a hand to guide them,

And understand their emotional needs,

And fulfil their odd demands and above all,

To consider them my first priority.

So I keep aside my needs, my woes,

And I live for them, my little ones, and for you

For no matter what you do to me, I love you.

                                             -elliemeg