Unity In Diversity

Published July 5, 2016 by tapasmi

What’s the colour of your skin?

Is it black, white, yellow or brown?

Physically, it sets us all apart

So wear your identity like a crown!

 

From which country to you come?

From the north, south, east or west?

You represent your land’s uniqueness

So epitomize what makes it best!

 

Your culture, your traditions, your family

Your colour, your home, your beauty

Wear your individuality as a badge

Glorify it, as is your duty!

 

Unity in Diversity. It’s what

Makes our hearts come closer

Spread brotherhood through the world

Find intimacy within exposure.

 

Without fragmentation, we are diverse

Without uniformity, we are united

Celebrate your difference my sisters

Forget the need to hide it!

Foul racism and inequality

Is going to tear the bond apart

Now or never- we must begin

To make amends we should start.

 

God blessed us all with this treasure

How thoughtful is the Almighty

We are different- exceptional

Only to shine ever more brightly.

 

 

Mystery Books

Published June 6, 2016 by tapasmi

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Bone-chilling, spine tingling

Quivering with apprehension

Words entwined with mystery

Expressing unfathomable tension.

 

That feeling when you open

A new mystery book to read

Is it crime? Is it horror?

Worth giving any heed?

 

Gingerly open the volume

Skip the prologue (don’t we all!)

Dive into the literary goodness

Into the story our mind does crawl.

 

The crime hasn’t even occurred

But your head’s buzzing with guesses

When will the culprit be announced?

Who’ll be the one who confesses?

 

As the story goes your heart

Stops when the spooks begin

The way author writes it

Makes you witness the scene within.

 

With crazy happenings popping

Clues and hints dropped to examine

All the characters, crimes and mysteries

Into your excited brain you start cramming.

 

When the books starts to end

You reading in frozen concentration

Does the mystery be solved

Led by the story’s intuition.

 

It’s that strange tingling feeling

When the mind registers the brilliance

Of how the plot has been unfolded

Making teeth grinded by millions.

 

These clandestine secret tales

So chilling, you end with a shudder

But as your soul yearns for more

You can’t wait to dive into another.

Are We Really So Different?

Published May 29, 2016 by tapasmi

Last month, there was an open submission of poetry from middle school students, on the topic ‘Are We Really So Different?” referring to the British Rule, aka the differences between us, as Indians and them as Britishers. This is what I submitted-the main message being celebrating our differences, respecting our history and surging ahead hand in hand. I hope you like my take on the topic! 🙂

Are we really so different?

This you may just wonder

Between the British and the Indians

Are there variances we fall under?

 

There used to be a time

Which not many of us have forgotten

When we were taken over by the British

And treatment of slavery we had gotten.

 

200 years we suffered and ached

With the thirst of freedom and liberty

Grabbed at our weaknesses with pride

‘Divide and rule’ brought them into victory.

 

They took advantage of the malice

Present in kingdom battle and meelee

But what they did bought far more agony-

67 years have passed since then today.

 

With hearts burning of patriotism

Our ancestors gifted us this nation

They fought to death with devotion

Yet, the youth doesn’t have appreciation.

 

Today, we have forgotten who we were

Clouded with Western, English influence

This revulsion is what we call ‘modern’

We must guard our culture with prudence.

 

Are we really so different?

Well I’m afraid not anymore!

If we can step back into our ethos

There’s still hope for igniting our core.

 

Being different is not a crime!

The differences make us so unique!

India is the land of colour and culture

About this we needn’t be discreet!

 

What are the characters of our country?

Excelling in art, music, science and literature

Aura of security, colour, joy and goodness

Don’t transform brilliance into a caricature.

 

We are known for our unity

We are the bigger people of the world

We unite the continents together

With Hindustan, happiness is swirled!

 

Are we really so different?

So the question you have set

Yes and no is the answer

How do I explain- it’s kismet.

 

No- we are not so dissimilar

We all are humans after all

Our origin doesn’t define character

Culture does not define one’s gall.

 

 

We all are at the top

We all have skill to exceed

English and Indian can hold hands

And together we can succeed-

 

History is history indeed-

Neither country should bring it back.

We aren’t different- God has given

Us equal form with equal knack.

 

Are we really so different?

You know what? We are indeed!

Why shy away from our uniqueness?

It is what makes us exceed.

 

Embrace your beautiful individuality

Remember how we went through adversity

We are beautiful- we are different-

We believe in unity in diversity!

 

Piano

Published May 22, 2016 by tapasmi

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An inexplicable beauty of senses

A pacifying and soothing serenade

Finger flying swiftly over the keys

Harmony thrillingly does fade.

 

Every note piercing stillness

Yet seemingly dissolving in the air

Chords amalgamating into brilliance

An effortless, incalculable flair.

 

So gentle and majestic, music

Melting into a dream for the mind

Human senses and the piano

So ostentatious; created to be combined.

 

 

Mother’s Day

Published May 12, 2016 by tapasmi

Hello! The previous Sunday was Mothers’ Day. Essentially, every day is Mother’s Day- not a day should go by where we don’t appreciate and return all the love she gives us. I made my mother a card- with koalas of course- my current obsession. I feel it really does capture those sleepy afternoons where I snooze on my mum’s back while hugging her. Love you mum ❤

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Koalas

Published March 16, 2016 by tapasmi

The fluffy little grey faunae

Australia- originates from there

The little Aussie wonders

Incorrectly named ‘koala bear’.

 

Yes, it is the sweet Koala

With fur so soft and grey

They are gentle herbivores

Eucalyptus their only prey.

 

Eyes so warm and inky

A bulky and black nose

And ears large as tea plates

With sharp nails on the toes.

 

Soft and gentle they may seem

And indeed; they’re not scary

But they are in the wild after all

So to interfere you must be wary.

 

Leave them space to themselves

Admire them from quite afar

Or they’ll slash at you with their teeth

Not their apparent soft avatar!

 

They eat so much eucalyptus

They are perfumed with its oil

The sleep for about 20 hours

About 4 hours of eating toil.

 

Koala mums too have pouches

To contain joeys- the little ones

No bigger than a jelly bean

And for round a decade grow the sons.

 

So next time you spy a picture

That makes you exclaim “Awww!”

Keep in mind these curious facts

And be cautious of the claw!