She

She watches the TV,
She reads the book,
She writes beautifully.
She sings, she dances,
She plays Lego & Barbie.

As you can see
She goes about
The house, being a
Busybody!
I’m not free either ;)
I’m so busy watching her
As every activity of hers
Mesmerises me.

Her looks,
Her actions,
Her expressions,
Her stares and ogles,
She engages me
Intensely!
And I don’t want to
Miss any.
Lest she grows up
Quickly,
Scurries out of home
For me to miss her
Miserably :(

Yes, you’ve guessed it right!

She’s none other than my
Dearest, darling Kochi.
I love her being a
Little girl, you see :)

Sleep

When sleep evades me
I just have to see
The sleeping face
Of my beloved beauty:
My daughter Kochi,
Peace pervades my eyes,
And sleep overcomes me.

Feet

Caressing the tender
Feet of my daughter,
I wonder…
One day, she’ll have
Heavy feet,
Carrying a life,
Within her.

I don’t want her
To go through
All the pain…
But, how can she
Refrain, from the
Pleasure of becoming
A mother…

Realization

When you realise
You are as bad as
Others,
The goodness in you
Decides not to judge
And ends up
Forgiving others.

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