With (out)?

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Some may say
A rose can turn blue,
A race can start without a cue,
A mystery can run without a clue,
A winter morning can be without dew.
Israel can be without a Jew,
Cat can speak without its mew,
A bride can marry without something new,

But baby I only wish you knew
There is no me without you!

A – Z poetry : “M”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “M”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with S, T, X, Y and Z as muses.
Leave a comment in case you’re interested, I’ll contact you – don’t post the poem in the comments ūüėČ

Maa…

Moment of my birth was

Miraculous in my Mummy’s life,

Mother for the first time,

Miles and miles of smile.

Million wishes and a billion gifts,

the Moment was just so complete.

mother and daughter

Memories of my first laugh

My first step, my first Maaa,

Music of her lullabies, the moon would enjoy

from Morning Milk to Magical Mathematics,

Momma my first mentor, my first love, my protector,

My support in maddening times,

Master of strength and motivation

Managing, Multitasking home, work and me

One who Matters the most,

Moulded me, my manners, nourished my mind,

Makeup, middle school and more

Mistakes and mischiefs were forgiven, with magnanimous heart

Mandatory manners, prayers and rules

Mighty lectures made me mature, Morals mended my soul.

Mystical mind reader, how’s she always right?

mom daughter

Misunderstandings faded her smile, Manipulated truths hurt

Modern markets, machines, moolah, mobiles, motives

Memories now moisten our eyes

My marriage is now her only agenda,

Making me believe my match will make me complete.

Master of Divinity, How will my moment of Motherhood be?

Mamma’s girl, maybe not me, BUT she’ll always BE.

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This is a guest post by Shruti Deora.

Shruti is a Chartered Accountant having graduated from Narsee Monjee College, Mumbai. She is currently working as a research analyst in a Premier global investment management organization. She is an editor and one of the founder members of a quarterly online E- magazine Mentor Mantra. A creative person she has specialized in Tanjore paintings, and loves photography, adventure and travelling. She loves trying new things, and this being her first attempt at writing poems. Check her blog at http://shrutimes.wordpress.com/

A – Z poetry : “H”

One alphabet as a muse at a time. Here is “H”

An open invitation for poets to attempt to write with Q, V, X, Y and Z as muses.
Leave a comment in case you’re interested, I’ll contact you – don’t post the poem in the comments ūüėČ

how

How do I make you understand?
How do I fight my tears?
How do I make you believe,
You’re my only near and dear?

How do I change the past,
How do I win your trust back,
How should I begin to live my life,
The way you wanted me to have?

How do I control my emotions?
How do I fight my fears?
How should I leave behind my dreams,
Please make that clear?

How do I face you again?
How to not disappoint you?
How to become successful or famous,
When your faith in me is due?

How to live with you or without?
How to break my spirit free?
How to make you happy,
But not hurting myself or me?