MY LIFE IS THE CANVAS, WHICH THEY COLOURED WELL

This week we were given pictures and had to write on that basis. I was given this:

And it brought me thoughts on my own gems – my daughters.

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My world upside down

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I sat whimsically looking at my kids

I wonder from where to start

and where to stop

the mess around me

had turned my thoughts bushy and wild

I wondered was it just me?

or every other mom in the world like me

lost in wondering thought

feel like solitude is a bliss at times

I look at them, at times lost in my thoughts half way

as they keep doing their mischiefs

beguiling me and my lost mind

was I mad? or really lost the grip of my anger?

the world around me was moving faster

and I sat there idle watching it like a clown

one goes this way, while the other goes another way round

as I walk towards my daily chores

which keeps building up like a mountain overnight

the mom is me was lost in thoughts

when the little ones were gaining the momentum

and gained the control of my home

The soon I decided to ignore

the easier it was for me to relax

even though the world was upside down around me

Yet their smiles made me feel that the world was right around me.

The little girl wept silently…yet none noticed

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The little girl sat at her desk

silently browsing through the pages of the book in front of her

even though her mind was not even letting her read

she just gazed at the book

Her mind was with the sounds of the kids playing outside

she cursed her self-being locked up in the room for hours and hours of studying

she felt exhausted, but her parents never bothered to even ask her

They stressed her from point to point

on each and everything

they wanted a perfect one, not a good one

she felt she was tortured,

she felt being snatched

she felt being lonely

the sadness on her face was neglected

to make her perfect, her parents quarrelled and competed

little did they realise that they are hurting her from inside

she wept inside

her silence was taken as being dumb and useless

little did her parents knew she was causing invisible scars on her soul

the little girl wept from inside, hoping that one day they would realise

what these scars have turned her into….

All she wanted little play and little time to enjoy

All she requested silently was that

She revolted, but none noticed

the little heart bled.

Like an eagle, she soared

Bald Eagle in Flight

She had the vision of an eagle

like an eagle she soared high up yet her focus was on the land below

her ears were sharp and her senses were at its best

she could feel the wind and the danger coming to her

Like a mother bird, protecting her baby birds

she had the focus on her kids

she wished she could hold them under her wings

away from all the troubles

yet it was impossible

she need to let them go

let them fly away

Even with the fear in her heart and eyes showing it off

she left them to learn the world

with a heavy heart

she knew they would stumble upon rocks

fall and fall and get hurt too

yet they will learn to live

she let them learn, by staying far away

watching them all along, letting them explore the world around

She focussed on them, even when her presence was far beyond their notice

her love for her kids w as beyond one’s imagination

vast like the universe and deep like the ocean

Obsession – being a mom

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Take me by your hands

let me walk with you

for the rest of your life

she looked down and held those tiny hands,

who want to walk along with her

those hands meant a world to her

the soft and tenderness of the hand, was her strength

to fulfill and accomplish her journey

she never knew that she would be leading the path to the life she wanted

even though, she walked in front holding those tiny fingers

it was those tiny hands, that gave her strength to move on

the hands that held her firmly,

and knew would never leave her side

it might not be the strongest hands that held her…

but the willingness was always there

and that led her to live

live life to the fullest

none could beat the vision and the love she had for her children

she can walk miles, without even measuring the time and distance

never getting tired or judged by those lovely eyes

the only love that is unconditional and true in the whole world

the trust, that is blind

the care, that is given forever

the bliss of being a mom

~~the bliss of being a mom~~~