Loved

yes, I loved you
not like I wanted to own you
but I did, in my own little ways

I did not stare at you
nor did I hold you
will never ever tell you this
But, I loved you in all the ways

I have loved you so much
that u will be the last one to know
truth, i did not know till last stretch
untill 4 seasons passed in a blow

one morning, a blue jay flew 
and i saw his eyes, just like your's
staring at me and turned away,
disvalidating, just like you
and that was the moment, I knew

i turned to the morning,
when i was walking back
i heard a honk to attract
it was you, i know for a fact

you loved me too,
in your own little ways..
And I know you will never say
but knowing this, that love stays
is enough for today

- Shweta Singh

A guest Poem

This poem is by Dwarka Prasad Maheshwari - you can read it in full here
http://www.geeta-kavita.com/hindi_sahitya.asp?id=372

The lines that have stuck with me are following -

लो अतीत से उतना ही जितना पोषक है
जीर श्रीर का मोह मृत्यु का ही द्योतक है
तोडो बंधन, रुके  ना चिंतन
गति जीवन का सत्य चिरंतन
धारा के श्श्वत प्रवाह में
इतने गतिमय बनो की जितना परिवर्तन है !

I am flowing with the waves of life :) Its a constant change, next stop Canada and then Australia for work, Then Austria is the next dream. !!

- Shweta Singh

Voice And Voice

It's time, I said
Ahh.. eyelids still down
It's time, I repeat
about time for the show down

It's time, she said
with gaze up the clouds
It's never too late, she said
to catch up the clouds

It's time, I repeat
to harvest the old grain
It's time, she repeat
to sow the soil again

It's time, I say
to accept and let it remain
It's time, she said
to see ahead the coming change

It's time, I say
to silent her forever
It's time, she say
to wake from slumber

- Shweta Singh

Social Face

the questions are same
with too many answers
wasn't i told
there are 360 degrees

at each with same droplets
a different color emerges
yet, 0 and 360 are not,
all the same, perceptions

smiles, all but same
each have different depth
some are lips, some teeth
while some eyes & even some soul

yet, the questions are same
each with different depth of smile
each have its own social face
and the one projections
each is scared to show
like that insect which oozes tears to protect itself
from harm of rays or touch
everyone's soul is timid
they say, its the core
but its scared
even when the soul is same
no one wants to show it
only the face, they see

I am here, scared
with my head, feet, heart bruised
and lips too
but it stretches
the depth of smile is 3.14mm
they say the circle is formed with that length;
so smile must return to soul;


I stand there to reach a 10 ft tall tree
there it is - the soul's cloth
its not me, not myself
I chose one cloth to show it to the world
its white, the color of purity
thats what I want to show
its perception, you see
that's what it is, the social face






- Shweta Singh

Turnaround

I believed in love before me,
bent knees, embrace &; closed eye
showered sunshine, removed clouds
smell of lavender, crooked roses

stinged by the bee, it turned around
I got up on feet, opened eye
took back sunshine to open sky
smell of grass, dirt and sweat
Now, I believe in ME !

- Shweta Singh