16/02/2017

Andante Andante

A year has passed, since February last
and when March came along,

she was gone

a column in my life, my mum, she was
- still it's an unbearable loss

yet,
I know she would be glad for me
happy - that I'm strong and free

- with friend and family, lucky me
to be so loved, and so was she

- and there on my way from work to home
my tears just flow - because of this tone

a song that reminds me of the past,
and that some good things - they do not last

but some things do, if you believe it to be so
give it a chance - and a tender love will grow

Andante is my song today
for friendship and for love - to stay

so cherish what you have, my friend
believe in love, until the end

like she did
like she wanted me to

touch my soul
you know how
andante andante
go slowly with me now

I'm your music 
I'm your song
play me time and time again
and make me strong 

andante andante
tread lightly on my ground 


One year ago, I wrote this poem. This year I feel the same. I am the same. Just stronger, happier. Still me:

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My Valentine

come to me
come and see 
who I am
the real me 

I am not the abuse
I am not what he did 
I am not just simply my trauma

I'm the courage that escaped 
I'm the cleverness that survived 
I'm the power that protected my tiny spark of flame 

oh my Valentine
you do get me right 
you give hope that I can love again 

you do fan my spark
into firecrackers bright
you see me 
with your eyes open wide 

you see beyond and you sense
and you know me so well
a new love
but we've always just known one another 

oh my Valentine 
you read all my signs 
I am yours 
and you know it is so

with respect, joy and laughs
we are like half and half
and together we're one of a kind 

I love you
you love me   
there is hope
I now see   
and believe

Lucky me 
with my Valentine


ABBA: Andante. Andante:



06/02/2017

Life in a day

downs and ups - in life there is
pain, joy, tears
a tender kiss

it's sailing out on quiet sea
calm and happy
harmony

it's climbing to a mountain top
sweat and feel your heart
non stop

beating - and you sense it strong
you are alive
you do belong

to life and to your loved ones, dear
to the ones
the ones who care

and that is life - in just one day
downs and ups and
oh, you may

turn you face towards the light
choose yourself
day or night

life is what you want to see
sorrow, joy
mystery

grab it
live it
make it your own

it's for you to do
so
please
go on



...calm sea.....

..windy mountain tops....



24/01/2017

Nobody puts baby in a corner

- "Oh Eli", said my friend today, "I will never forget when I felt sooo low. I felt like nothing. A nobody. Worthless, down, broken. And you quoted this line...Have you any idea how powerful I felt at that time? And how powerful I feel now? Look at me, where I am?!"

I smiled. She was so happy. She was offered the new job she wanted so much. Today. I felt a bubbling feeling spreading in all my body. Yay! She did it! So proud of her and so so happy - simply because she was so happy! What a joy!

And that's the thing. That's the "sisterhood" I share with my besties. The ones who know. The ones you share tears and laughter with. The ones you stand by - shoulder by shoulder. Your wing women. Through thick and thin. Through rain and sun. Those who are there - no matter what. Those who love you for who you are. Unconditional friendship, unconditional love.

And a poem came to my mind: Phenomenal Woman - oh what a powerful poem! The strength and warmth spreading out from it. And I think of the phenomenal women in my life. The amazing ones. Today I feel grateful for them. And grateful that I am there - and can share - such an overwhelming joy - for my friend today. So happy - that she just did it, showed them, stood up for herself, followed her dream, went for it. Because nobody puts ladies like us in a corner! Nobody!

Maya Angelou: Phenomenal woman: 

Pretty women wonder where my secret lies.
I'm not cute or built to suit a fashion model's size
But when I start to tell them,
They think I'm telling lies.
I say,
It's in the reach of my arms
The span of my hips,
The stride of my step,
The curl of my lips.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

I walk into a room
Just as cool as you please,
And to a man,
The fellows stand or
Fall down on their knees.
Then they swarm around me,
A hive of honey bees.
I say,
It's the fire in my eyes,
And the flash of my teeth,
The swing in my waist,
And the joy in my feet.
I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Men themselves have wondered
What they see in me.
They try so much
But they can't touch
My inner mystery.
When I try to show them
They say they still can't see.
I say,
It's in the arch of my back,
The sun of my smile,
The ride of my breasts,
The grace of my style.
I'm a woman

Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

Now you understand
Just why my head's not bowed.
I don't shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It's in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
'Cause I'm a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That's me.

So you be sure - nobody puts baby in a corner! Ever!




17/01/2017

Small joys, big life

So what on earth does that mean, of course you might think
well, a hike, a cup of tea, with a friend - makes the link

- to a life that can bring you happiness my dear
the key is gratitude, ooooh, I do swear

- so, take a moment each day to think about
what you are grateful for -  and please please don't

- dwell with the what if's, the whens, when to be
life is now, let yourself sink into it, stay free

- and be grateful that you can Just Be - one more day
it is not for everyone, so just listen and say

- to yourself that a small joy is what makes it so big
with its ups and downs, life is what you should digg

and be grateful for small joys like walking on snow
with some fresh air, a sunset, and you linger with how

- is it possible to feel such a joy for just that.....

- and it is
 






02/01/2017

Happy New Year -

- is it time for us to say
as the old year has gently faded away

a year is like life, with good days and bad
with laughter and joy, some sad and some mad

still all of them moments that reminds you that
- you are alive and that you really can let -

- bad things be, and just move on
live again, dare to love, to be strong

and that is the magic of life, my friend
we will all keep on going till the end

and we will carry with us our life untill now
that's our luggage: moments and people we know

on a mountaintop, in the arms of your dear
or alone in a safe place, or to face your big fear

or wherever you wish with whoever you want
that is freedom, and no one can tell you "you can't"

because only you own your life, every step of the way
every dull daily minute, every weekend and holiday

so dear reader, I wish you all the best for the new year to be
and thank you for having read my simple 2016 poetry

and maybe I'll write a few more in this year as well,
ops, I guess I already did. If you like them that's swell
( - and if you don't, that's ok too
it will stay between me and you:-) )

No matter what:
I really wish you all the best for 2017. Freedom is being You. Be you!



17/12/2016

Home for Christmas

Last week now, coming up
people rush, all non stop

to buy, to clean, to get all ready
and still keep mind and body steady

and what do I do? take a guess
please do trust me, I do not stress

the cleaning I figured, I will do next year
a few gifts, yes, of course I'll prepare

- for my loved ones who are close to me here
and I'll send some cards to friends and family far and near-

home for Christmas, that's a song
driving home where you belong

and as for me? well, I am right here
so are they, my loved ones I have near

I so much enjoy these pre-christmas days
I count my blessings and kick my worries away

and I:
go for a hike in a forest wonderland
with the one that I love, hand in hand:

the sea opens up right in front of us there
and we smile just because of the moment we share:


then, I confess, I go over the top
when I decorate my tree, I do not stop
it's shiny and glittery and all that there is
and the mistletoe is up, just in case there's a kiss
and all of this is because I can

Yes, I can
how lucky am I


And the spirit spreads from my head to toe
peace and love, friendship and joy





Just a moment, then its gone,
take a breath, hold on

light a candle for the one who is no longer here
send a wish, give a hug - to the ones you have near

home for Christmas
yes I am

right home, here where I belong

home
- a hug when you feel down
- a thought when you're on your own
- a kiss that tells you simply - We
- is where you enjoy your morning tea

home is where You can be You

Home for Christmas,

That's my Christmas wish for you, too

29/11/2016

Yes, I can

I can decorate my Christmas tree whenever I want,
I can put up lights, so many - I have already lost count
I will put a giant pink Indian star on top of my tree
Just because I can, and it reminds me of - we


Poonam, a friend so dear to me
I know she would love to see
me go wild, - and just put whatever I like - where and when
just because

I can

No one around me - to order, dictate, control or fight
just loving people, applauding wild
when I bring out
yet one more light

so don't take for granted your freedom, my dear
cherish it, feel it, love it
like I do, I swear
I will never let it go again

This year, I will have blinking red lights on my tree,
just because I can, you see

I will play my music, dance, laugh and be me
with my loved ones, friends and family

I am free as a bird, but not everyone is,
so I send a warm thought to all my sis-
- ters out there who still suffers bad
- just the thought of it makes me so mad

mixed with the joy of freedom

to go where I want to go,
with whom,
with what
and whenever

just because
I can


Freedom to hike when and where you want:

Freedom to cherish loving memories:

 Freedom to choose freely that: Home is where your heart is: