MY AUNTIE - by George Naylor

 

MY  AUNTIE by  George Naylor When I was hopeless, you were there.You picked me up; you showed me care.Without the love you had for meGod only knows where I would be. To me, you were a second mom,a person I drew wisdom from.In my corner every fight,you always cared that things were right. I won't forget the things you've done.I felt like your adopted son.Ready now and feeling new,I couldn't leave not thanking you.

BEST AND WISEST MOM - by Joanna Fuchs

 

BEST  AND  WISEST  MOM by  Joanna Fuchs Mom, I wish I had words to tellHow much you mean to me.I am the person I am today,Because you let me be. Your unconditional loveMade me happy, strong, secure.Your teaching and exampleMade me confident, mature. In all the world, there is no motherBetter than my own.You're the best and wisest person, MomI have ever known.

NEVER FORGET - by Crystal Lee Ott

NEVER  FORGET by   Crystal  Lee  Ott Thank you so much, Mom  for everything you do,  thank you for the gift of life,  and thank you for being you. I want you to know that every day  that you stand by my side,  it helps me see my wisdom,  and it helps me see my pride. I want to thank you for letting me  have someone to tell my problems to,  thank you for letting me see who I am. You've made me become a very beautiful person  and you believed in me,  you helped me see the ways of life,  you helped me see who I could be. One day I will become  everything you've ever dreamed, I promise you this, And with that promise secrets behold, you have the special key to my heart which only you can unfold. I know I'll make the best of my life because I know that you did yours, and once again I want to thank you  for letting me walk through life's doors.

THIS YEAR - by Rhiannon Grant

THIS  YEAR by Rhiannon Grant   we have rebuilt in our gathering an anywhere temple we spill ourselves practising our faith with a smile giving small acts (and large) in service a ready sacrifice we have come up to see our faces through God’s eyes

BIRTH MOTHER - by Srilata Krishnan

BIRTH  MOTHER by Srilata Krishnan   We are standing in front of the mirror, my daughter and I, brushing our hair and being vain when I think of the doctor’s question: “What was her birth cry like?” I don’t know and never will. She is fine, or will be, I know. But looking in the mirror and into her almond eyes, I wonder what she is like – her birth mother – if she too, was once, afraid of words and of the fluttering of pigeons, if she has nicely formed arches on her feet and whether or not her eyebrows make a bow for good luck, if she is small and slender-waisted, if she is anything like my daughter, or was. Strange, but I don’t wonder at all about the father. I tug at her pony. “Amma, let’s go”, she urges into a mirror that is slowly swallowing her birth mother. Our eyes meet in that eye of a little god and she smiles the sort of smile that is like mine.

ON MY WAY - by Kimberly Denice Wyatt

ON  MY  WAY by Kimberly Denice Wyatt The road is long but I'm on my way To find my place in a brand new day.  Making up new dreams as I go along. Writing down lyrics to inspiring songs.  Getting away from stressful distractions. Falling weak to love and all its attractions.  Letting fate guide me and following my heart,  Knowing this time I won't be torn apart. I can write my story, I realize that now. All I had to do was figure out how.

ALIVE - by India R Fitzgerald

ALIVE by India R Fitzgerald She rose from ashes that were of her own  and she decided she would begin living life the way she'd hoped.  She had been through the storm  so the only thing that now lied ahead of her were brighter days. She remembered briefly what it had felt like to be happy effortlessly  and she was in desperate need to get back to that place again.  It wasn't impossible, she just had to believe  and it would be faith that would have led her there. She'd gotten down on herself some days just like the rest,  but she was optimistic about the future.  She carried herself with grace and her smile was delightful.  She could brighten up your day even if she couldn't her own. Despite what she'd been through, she was remarkably strong. She'd been hurt but she was not becoming of her wounds.  She knew not of her own strength. Some even looked down upon her  and she did not quite understand why until she would...  She would learn soon that no matter what the battle- she had to fight to win,  she was already winning because she was amongst his good grace.  He would not have let more on than she could bare.  She began to realize that everything that was supposed to break her,  in fact, did no such thing.  Once she'd come to that realization,  she knew she was going to be okay because what didn't kill her,  only made her stronger.  Though she'd been in doubt, she was not facing the end,  instead she was facing a whole new beginning.

AN ELEGY IN THE TWILIGHT OF LIFE - by Sudha Varadarajan

AN ELEGY IN THE TWILIGHT OF LIFE by  Sudha Varadarajan -  India Staggering amidst the swaying crowd, The frail and fragile figure, hidden in a shroud, Stretches her rocky palms, beckoning for alms; Teary eyed and stifling her pride, She prays for mercy to the men in jersey; Withering of age, Yet resigned like a sage, Slithering through her life in its twilight, She begs all day and night; A mother perhaps, Who once with love her children she nurtured, Now stumbling upon her dreams fractured; A widow perhaps, Who once strode across joyous years, Now sulking in solitude, haunted by fears; A teacher perhaps, Who once nourished young minds, Now in desolation counting her finds; A singer perhaps, Who once moved many a heart with melodious numbers, Now weary of her heart, she slumbers; And into the dusk she fades, Splashing all around life’s dark shades; Strewing behind bitter tales, As the ladder of life she scales; Her glorious memories searing like a knife, Mournfully she pens the elegy of her life;

A MOTHER'S SONG - by Susan Noyes Anderson

A  MOTHER'S  SONG   by Susan Noyes Anderson I took you in my arms the day you came into this world. Around your head, it almost seemed that bits of heaven swirled. I nurtured you and cared for you and read you  “Goodnight, Moon.” But then your life came calling. You slipped away too soon.

WOMAN, BE BOLD - by Susan Noyes Anderson

WOMAN,  BE  BOLD by Susan Noyes Anderson  Draw lightning from the sky. Call down the rain on shifting sands. Become the one who understands where strength resides. Control the tides; create your wake; trust in your flow for its own sake. No looking back, except to marvel at the glory. You live the story. And so be bold, be bold for you; be bold for women far from view. Be brave and real; contrive to feel the rightness there. Summon the wisdom of the womb. Assume the mantle of your birth. Ignite a flame across the earth for woman’s due. Begin with you.

OCEAN PORT - by Kenya James

OCEAN  PORT   by Kenya James Feel the warmth from the heat Feel the sand on your feet Feel the cool of the breeze Feel the calm Hear the peace Hear the waves hit the shore Hear the sounds Of boat motors roar See the people in the sand See that kite in his hands See the way the seagulls fly Taste the air as it passes by Taste the salt Touch the wood of the ocean port

WOMAN, BE BOLD ! - by Susan Noyes Anderson

WOMAN, BE BOLD ! by Susan Noyes Anderson Draw lightning from the sky. Call down the rain on shifting sands. Become the one who understands where strength resides. Control the tides; create your wake; trust in your flow for its own sake. No looking back, except to marvel at the glory. You live the story. And so be bold, be bold for you; be bold for women far from view. Be brave and real; contrive to feel the rightness there. Summon the wisdom of the womb. Assume the mantle of your birth. Ignite a flame across the earth for woman’s due. Begin with you.

LESSONS - by © Jeremiah E. Fanjul

LESSONS  by © Jeremiah E. Fanjul There's beauty in struggle, There's feeling in pain. For every painstaking mistake, There are lessons you can name. No one is excluded From life's many trials, Not even a scrape on the knee From an innocent child. It's true, most lessons do hurt. Some more than others, Some short and temporary, Some smothering with suffering. Some beautiful with love, Like a baby and mother. Some are a constant battle, Like sister and brother. There are lessons we must learn About how to love one another.

 

Ogura Hyakunin Isshu - JAPANESE 待賢門院堀河

Ogura Hyakunin Isshu JAPANESE 待賢門院堀河 長からむ 心もしらず 黒髪の みだれてけさは 物をこそ思へ  ROMAJI Taiken Moin no Horikawa Nagakaran Kokoro mo shirazu Kurokami no Midarete kesa wa Mono o koso omoe  ENGLISH LADY  HORIKAWA  Is it forever That he hopes our love will last? He did not answer. And now my daylight thoughts Are as tangled as my black hair.

KHUSHI - Hindi poem with translation and english fonts - by Ehsaas

KHUSHI by Ehaas दिल के चमनमे बहार बनके वो आई फुलो सी अंगडाई ले खुशी पास आई छुकर मेरे दिल को दिया ऐसा एह्सास लब्जोमे बयान ना हो सके वो दास्तान दिल ने किया स्वागत अचरज से रोम रोम मेहक उठा उस्की खुश्बू से फेल गई होठोपे वोह बन के हसी आंसु बनके आन्खो से वोह बरसी  आन्खोकी नमी वैसे तो गवारा नही मुझे पर आज वो पसन्द थी बहेज से परे नही आई थे वोह आंसु आज रुलाने दीखाई दी थी खुशी की झलक उस्मे  चुपके से संभाले वोह खुशीके मोती इस खज़ाने की कीमत ना कर सके कोई कज्ररे कि धारने देख ली मेरी होशीयारी मुकस्कुरा कर दी उसने मुझे बधाई  चादनी पूनमकी रेह्ती है एक दिन दिये कि रोशनी मीटती पल गिन मैने लिपटा खुशीके किरन को ऐसे लुप्त होके भी चमकेगी याद का सितारा बनके   ENGLISH  FONTS    Dil ke chaman me who bahaar ban ke aayi Fulo se angadaai le khsuhi paas aayi Chu kar mere dil ko diya AISA ehsaas Labjo me bayaan naa ho sake woh dastaan   Dil ne kiya swagat achraj se Rom rom mehak utha uski khushboo se Fail gayi woh hontho pe banke hasi Ansoo banke aankho se who barsi   Aankho ki nami waise to gawara nahi mujhe Par aaj who pasadn thee bahej se pare Nahi aaye they woh aansoo aaj rulane Deekhayi dee thee khushi ki jhalak us me   Chupke se sambhale who khushi ke moti Is khajane ki kimat kar naa sake koi Kajre ki dharne dekh lee meri hoshiyaari Muskurakar usne dee mujhe badhaii   Chandani poonam ki rehti hain ek din Diye ki rtoshni mitt ii pal gin Maine lipta khushi ke kiran ko aise Lupt hoke bhee chamkegi yaad kaa sitara banke     TRANSLATION    Like advent of spring in the garden of my heart Flowing out of the flowers joy came near me Creating the feeling unparallel by touching my heart It is impossible to express it in words   Heart welcomed it with a sudden delight Every pore of my being was fragrant with its fragrance It tickled my lips and made them smile And flew through eyes in form of tear drops   In normal course I hate tears But today I had no urge to stop them They were not here to express sadness I could see the joy lurking in them   I gathered those pearls of joy to hide They were priceless in my eyes Kohlline in my eyes looked at my act gave me a look of approval with a smile   Full moon light lasts only for a day Burning lamp has few minutes to extinguish I picked up this ray of joy and preserved it in my heart When the time passes it will shine like a star in my heart