When they grow up

 When they grow up

My lonely house lays spic and span now

no messed up clothes in cupboard bow,

All things lie still, where they belonged,

Untouched, unmoved, staring at me as if ...

Knock at the door as I run to see,

no image moves with waves of wild sea,

Midnight whispers, wakes up the noisy breeze,

an empty chair watches those movies ...

Morning mirror counts wrinkles on my face,

years after years of counting days,

Smiles blossom as memories unwind,

to my cute little son's elegance redefined ...

To cherish those days I was occupied,

till sleep's embrace we could not sigh,

Those differences of opinion and fights, 

trivial issues when got intensified ...

Who could imagine the time swiftly flied,

spin of fortune with every circle spied,

Bygone are exhaustion and agility of past,

tears of solitude engulf to tender soul's aghast ...

Written July 25th, 2016

By Dr. Upma A. Sharma

Waves unfolding mysteries of deep oceans ...

 Ocean 

                            Waves

                            unfold

                         deep oceans,

                      As mystic pearls

      shimmer at the shores of pure moonlit nights.

Written Dec 9th, 2015

© Dr. Upma A. Sharma

My first offering ...

Where frozen embers still burn

Meeting you in life was an absolute delight,

Hearts rhymed perfect and eyes were bright,

Glow of a red blush on my face,

With your every blazing fiery embrace,

When souls took a far off flight,

There was a beauty even in the murky sight,

A tender heartache and you were there,

Those days certainly are lost somewhere,

Shunning the present and living in past,

Misery that would move the most obdurate heart,

No mold can shape as I quiver molten, 

Memories of best times are frigid frozen,

Illusions of your breath every moment,

Diving deep into heart, flowing torrent,

Red running in my veins has turned auburn,

Frozen embers in my heart still slowly burn !

Written August 18th, 2014

© Dr. Upma A. Sharma