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shokeen123
August 13th, 2002, 08:31 PM
Raj:

Here is the true description of life in the US in the form of poetry....

The old house

The other day, as I drove past my old house
a nostalgia of the yesteryears flooded my mind
With my little girl, not-so-little now,
I cherished the moments
When she was little,
the corridors echoed with her sweet crooning
and the household bustled with multiple activities
Then as now, the autumn arrived
As bright red and yellow leaves fell to the ground
saying so-long…with a subtle hint in the air
that winter was somewhere just around the corner
Haunted Halloweens, pumpkin patches
Diwali greetings and Thanksgiving feastings
Christmas Carols and the Easter baskets
The weekend games and the neighborhood yard sales
the daily rush of life, with yearnings of back home
From here to there and there to here
The warmth it contained made it home sweet home

Out in the front lawn the perennials appeared
year after year just as the nature would have them appear
The unrelenting stubborn patch of crabgrass
the maple tree, the bluebirds, butterflies and the orioles
blooms of multi colors, danced in harmony
as if to welcome the spring’s bounty
dainty white, pink and purple azaleas
The lavenders, the roses, the irises and the lilies
The daffodils, tulips and honeysuckle strands
The dawns filled with hope
and the dusks with anticipation
It always felt like home sweet home

It was where my little one leaped to life
It was where I realized the deeper meaning of life
Of love and endurance, of eternal bliss
Of the real, the ordinary and falsehood abound
Shades of people and emotions alike
The cul-de-sac beamed with energy
of the tiny tots and adults alike
I remembered the deck
we had so enjoyed with dear friends
Sometimes pale from the hot summer sun
Other times laden with harsh winter snow
The children’s swing set in the backyard
And my stint, that one-year as a vegetable grower,
Mustard, tomatoes, peppers and greens
in the hope to cure my nostalgia so evergreen

The house was dimly lit as the sun had traveled around
windows open, as cool breeze blew around
Just as always there were sights and sounds,
as new and old still clung around
A bright red, white and blue-stripped flag now stood in the ground
But the saris on the cloth line were no where to be found
There was the dogwood that always bloomed last
But the swing set so lonely
awaited its occupants from the past
Almost everything seemed the same
Except it wasn’t our home anymore…

Sujata

mansi
August 13th, 2002, 08:44 PM
Sujata di
simply terrific and marvelous one!no words to describe and appreciate it, just beyond fantastic and great one,keep it up and let some more come of this kind!:-)

proudjat
August 14th, 2002, 10:18 AM
Its so touchy..... a wonderful piece of thoughts n emotions.....

shokeen123
August 14th, 2002, 05:09 PM
Thanks Mansi and Seema...

Its very encouraging!

Sujata

anurana
August 14th, 2002, 06:26 PM
Sujata ji,
Very nice ! I admire the way you let your thoughts flow in your writings - poems and others too. Thanks for sharing !

shokeen123
August 14th, 2002, 07:02 PM
Thank you jiji Anu!

Par munne thoda sa dukh nu sai uk entry bhot kam aaye...Yo Saurabh nu te lagya rah sai hanuman chaalisa mai :-D par jiji ki kavita pe ek haraf bi nah likhya!

cheers!

Sujata

mansi
August 14th, 2002, 07:12 PM
Sujata di
aap kun chinta karo so likh dai ga bhai ata ho ga kam tain parmoshan ho kai kam bhi to parmot ho gaya ho ga daftar alan nain socha aak parmoshan kar kai dekh lewan Saurabh bhai ka kai bera usai tain kimai kam karna sharu kar dai to ! :-)quote]Sujata (Aug 14, 2002 09:32 a.m.):
Thank you jiji Anu!

Par munne thoda sa dukh nu sai uk entry bhot kam aaye...Yo Saurabh nu te lagya rah sai hanuman chaalisa mai :-D par jiji ki kavita pe ek haraf bi nah likhya!

cheers!

Sujata[/quote]

akdabas
August 14th, 2002, 07:51 PM
Sujata ji,

Aapaki shaayaree or poem dono hi kamaal ki hoti hain bas ase hi likhiti raho aap.

shokeen123
August 14th, 2002, 08:03 PM
Bhai Ashok,

Yo kavita kum, er amricca ka rona dhona jyada sai. Haade ka akelapan kati khaa jya sai! Kit gaam ki dulandhi, er kit haloween! Jib haloween pe baalak candy lane aanwe mera te sir ghoom jya sai! Poori ki poori super market ki candy kharidan ke baad bhi, kai kai te raat ke gyara (11PM) bjey aaya karen. Bhai haar ke pichhley saal munne akhir ek notice taang diya: "Candies will be offered from 8-10 PM!"
Par haade ke baalak ke kum sain? de mar de mar, darwaja tod diya....:-D

Bhai himmat bandhaney ka bhot shukriya!

Sujata

naveenadalal
August 14th, 2002, 09:23 PM
Ram-ram bua,

apne to kamal kar diya, mane to nu laga ke apne hanumaan chalisa padan ke bad hi yo kavita likhi hai, tabhi to itni badhiya aur gahari likhi gayi.

This is a wonderful peom , i appreciate ur thoughts & way of expressing these in a great way. Really u r very talented a great combination of intelligence and beauty.

shokeen123
August 14th, 2002, 11:09 PM
Jiji Naveena

Bhot dhanyavaad! Jiji Kavi te haade kai sain, par bahar likad ke nah aate. Ib mai koshish karoongi saaryaan ne lyawaan ki :-)

Thanks!

saurabhsaharan
August 14th, 2002, 11:31 PM
jiji ram ram!!

maaf karnaa reply karan me deri ho gayi, parr ke karun mere mote dimaag me kavita muskil se hi badaa karen,,arr waa bhi angrezi kavita,,arr usme me bhi bhaari bharkam shabd,,manne toh dictionary kholni padi baar baar,,ibb jaise "orioles","azaleas","crabgrass",,,yo mere paale konya pade,,shabdon ke context se toh kuch kheti baari se sambandhit lage se parr jib lo asal meaning na bera pade, mazaa sa naa aata :)

parrr ibb maalum padya se toh jiji kamaal karr diyaa aapne,,ke kavita rachi se,,ji saa aa gaya!!!!!

shokeen123
August 14th, 2002, 11:58 PM
Bhai Saurabh:

Munne pur bera tha, west coast te 3 ghantey baad jawaab aawega! Te bhai ib tu aagya, ib yo make-shift chatline shuru howegi!

Haan te bhai yo azalea ki nu baat sai uk west coast mai sardi e nah padti? Azalea te sirf jit baraf pade hood e hon sain!

Bhai doosra haraf "Orioles" munne udhara le liya, mahre sahar mai Orioles ki baseball team sai....!

Teesari baat bhai "Crabgrass" haade weed nai kahan sain!

:-)

Sujata

ranjitjat
August 18th, 2002, 03:38 AM
Sujata Bahin nice peace of poetry
English ky sath chalagi to nahi 2 line likh raha hu
Bundaly har bolo ky mukh hamny suni kahani ha
Khub ladi mardani bah to Jhansi bali rani ha
Nana,Taya, SAHA BHADUR chamky kae sitary ha.
Bharat mata unko payary ha bah mata ky payary hh
Tirangy jhhanday ki bhi yahi aak kahani ha
THE OLD HOUSE ny bhi dohraee yahi kahani ha
good job keep it up
with best wishes & regards

urmiladuhan
November 5th, 2002, 02:44 AM
That was an excellent poem. It made me see a

personality with contrast. Some years back i heard someone say that human beings have two faces ( at least)- one for the world to see and one for their own self! Poems sometimes bare the face for self, to the world- and that is a very vulnerable situation. I admire your courage to share your delicate

emotions.

shokeen123
November 5th, 2002, 08:22 PM
Dear Urmila:

It is especially rewarding and encouraging to have your acknowledgement. Thanks!

Sujata

anurag
February 11th, 2003, 11:33 AM
Buaji merai to aaj haath laagi sai ya kavita...kati gajab dhaa rakhya sai.....

a rare piece of perfect emotions blended in the form of a masterpiece poem.....

jaatni
February 11th, 2003, 12:21 PM
buaji this is simply excellent!!!

devdahiya
December 14th, 2005, 09:00 PM
Sujata jiji yo te gajab ka discription tha. I loved it. You are a poet too. Good stuff jiji.

vinodks
December 14th, 2005, 09:09 PM
Wow!! I didn't know that:)... that was nice poem, post more poems Sujataji.

-Vinod