Time only tells

In a urge to grab

Something new,

Sometimes you forget

Something important

Time only tells

How wrong

Or

Right were you

You repent

If love for new found

Proves to be a disaster

You feel nostalgic

For the one left behind

You forget it completely

If your decision is right

It can be a person

It can be a thing  

08-02-2012
125-36-02-12

Memory Brings Back My Old Friends To Me

Memory

Brings back

My old friends

To me

I can hear them

Talking to me

Their laughter

Enthralls me

Their advice

Encourages me

I feel they are sitting

Very close to me

I feel happy

My mind full of

Peace

I completely forget

They had died

Long ago

Thinking about them

Makes me nostalgic

Revives good time

I had spent with them

Reduces my agony

And loneliness

For a while

03-09-2011
1438-13-09-11

When I look at the empty chair

When I look

At the empty chair

I feel nostalgic

My mentor, my teacher

Sat on it

Now lies in the corner

Without him

He is no more

Others cannot see him

I can see him sitting

His memories become alive

His teachings revived

Motivates me

To do my best

In an honest way

As he taught me

15-08-2011

1362-84-08-11

Memories are like an open window

Memories are like

An open window

Keep coming

Throughout the life

Bringing the past

In front of you

Good ones make

You nostalgic

Giving a feeling of

Cool soothing breeze

Touching your face

Bad ones you do not

Like to remember

They leave a bad taste

In the mouth

You feel like

Being burnt in hot sun

Memories

Cannot be avoided

Sometimes bring smile

Sometimes agony

What may come?

You cannot close

The doors of

Your memory window

They remain open

As long as you live

13-08-2011

1356-78-08-11

Her prize possession

She never forgets
Her blue frock
Does not even 
Show it
To anybody
She was 
Six years old
When I had bought it 
Presented to her
On her birthday
She liked it on 
The first sight
Thanked me 
A thousand times
Insisted 
On wearing it
The same night
It became 
Her favorite dress
For every function
She would wear it 
Cried if told to
Choose from 
The rest
She wore it 
The most
It also fitted her
The best
As she grew 
Had to Stop
Wearing it
Preserved it as 
A treasure
Her most valuable 
Possession
When reminded 
About the frock
she becomes nostalgic 
I can understand
Her love 
For the frock
It brought her 
Childhood
Back

22-06-2011

1089-116-06-11

childhood,memories,treasure,posession 

Dr.Rajendra Tela,Nirantar 

My mother’s lap

I opened my eyes

Found myself

In my mother’s lap

I cried, I played,

Laughed and smiled

In my mother’s lap

I grew older

But it was still mine

When tired,to rest

I climbed in the lap

When shy,

I hid my face
When hungry

She fed me in her lap

When sleepy

I used it as a bed

Warm and secure

Full of love

It was the coziest place

I could have

I am an old man now

But never forget

The luxury

Of my mother’s lap

The most precious

Possession

I ever had

Tears flow from my eyes

Makes me nostalgic

Whenever I remember

My mother’s lap

25-05-2011

925-232-05-11