Quill

O dear quill!

I lost you somewhere in the lane. 

I missed you with my heart. 

But, I never searched for you

As my heart was fogged in love, 

And the love was filled with duties.

But you spilled your thoughts in me, 

And thoughts need to crush my fingers

O dear quill! 

Now I lost myself in the lane. 

And you are pouring my heart with love.

Be loved

Be in kitchen 

And fill my appetite.

Be in bedroom 

And know my desire.

Be in guestroom 

And manage my prestige.

Be in graveyard 

And watch my smiles too.

Fear to bloom!

I blossomed witnessing the blood.

I withered witnessing the fire.

I warned my buds,

Not to bloom

To decorate the grave.

Differently Abled

They call me Abled!

But beautified it with difference.

They send me to a special school!

But protected me from special days.

They label me gift!

But failed to unwrap me 

They call me Heaven's child!

But always stare at me.