True love, is you and me.

This love an epitome

Strong as steel it has withstood all,

never to stop or stall.

The meaning of true love, I now understand,

it is love that all adversities, withstand.

True love, is not an emotion that is fleeting,

but it’s that which keeps my heart beating.

It is this love that has brought us this far.

True as a guiding star.

It is this love that I look forward to.

This epitome of true love, me and you.

Through good and the lean,

besides me, you have always been.

I cling fast to this emotion, this love,

because I know that it is true.

This love that I have for you!

This month Bollywood was rocked:

an actor had died.

It is alleged that he,

committed suicide.

What draws a person, to take the life of his own?

Is depression, so strong that it will pull you down?

Sinking and sinking in its murky dark depth,

suffocating you, eventually asphyxiating your breath.

When depression, slithers its cold tentacles, is suicide the only choice?

Can no one reach out to you, with a sound reasonable voice?

The terror and trauma of the final moment,

when life ebbs away, in death indecent.

The horror and pain of the loved ones left behind,

when the lifeless body, discovered and find.

The guilt, as they come to terms for realising that they could do something,

that could prevent you from this act, committing.

Seek help, if you are in depression,

because suicide is definitely not an option.

We are at opposite sides of the world,

but never apart.

Distance makes fonder, the heart.

Growing up, amusing adventures, we have shared.

Standing united, through thick and thin, we have dared.

To school, we would walk together.

a quick game of Pac-man before school to enter.

We are different, but of the same gene pool.

With your company, the soccer and cricket grounds, we would rule.

Any difference of opinion between ourselves we would resolve,

but never into a fight would, it devolve.

At university, our own digs, together we had.

and a car that always needed fixing, that would drive us mad.

Living on our own, together we learned independence,

through all this, you taught me confidence.

To You, my Brother.

Unlike any other!

When you are young, you are energetic and bold.

When you age, it’s difficult to be old.

Fear now takes over,

as you become older.

Fear of…….

…falling and breaking bones, of sickness and not recovering,

… not being taken seriously, when once you were a leader,

…being a soft target for being mugged,

…using advanced technology when once was a developer,

…losing memory, when once there was a razor sharp wit,

…being dependant for meals to you to bring,

when once, of your own kitchen you were the Queen or King.

…losing eyesight, when once there was foresight,

…empty nest, when one there was a full house,

… being a financial burden to loved ones, when once was a provider,

…of loneliness, when once was the centre of attraction

… who will take care of you, when ill, when once was the caretaker and caregiver.

Spend time with them, cherish them,

if you have any aged in your family,

because one day, they will be gone

and will be just a part of your memory.

Control, Alt, Delete!

Pressing all these keys, yet the virus does not deplete.

This Covid19/Corona virus has no cure.

No antivirus can be installed, for your system to secure.

Conspiracy Theories, abound,

that makes my head spin round and round.

Yet there is an increase in the infection rate

and no decrease in the death rate.

The virus lingers in the air.

To cough, to sneeze, beware!

On surfaces, it may reside.

On the soles of the shoes, it may hide.

The virus may enter through the eyes, mouth or nose.

Hence, breathing problems, it may pose.

On a ventilator, in a hospital, you may be.

The virus attacks your lungs, if you have a co morbidity.

Whether it is false or true,

from being infected with this or any other virus,

may God save me and you!

The world has turned upside down.

Social distancing is the new norm.

It takes some getting use to, this life in lockdown.

in all its unique form.

My profession, I conduct over social media.

Zoom meetings, telephone consultations are all virtual.

To make it work, finding a new way, a new idea.

Is this going to be the new perpetual?

No restaurants and no eating out!

No cinema, no sports and no social gathering!

Always a mask on my face if I am out and about

Always washing hands and sanitizing!

But Wait!  Social distancing has some positive privilege.

My home is my new office, hence no traffic.

More time to spend with my family, an added advantage

No longer in a rat race, rushing here and there to make quick.

This new norm, I can get use to,

since, staying at home, circumvents, çontracting the corona flu!

12. Sonnet- My love for you!

In stages does love grow

as it moves from attraction

to a burning glow.

From steaming hot to tender passion.

Shakespear wrote ” love does not alter when alterations find”

It is like a burning ember of coal,

a strong emotion, that two hearts , bind.

It is a commitment towards a mutual goal.

Love is not trivial , but a reality.

It is a feeling so true and sublime.

Rose coloured eyes where anything seen is just beauty.

Soft and peaceful,  a poetic rhyme.

Whatever I pen, I know its true

Because thats the way,  I feel about you!

11. Moonbeam

It’s past midnight

as I sip my coffee

and dig into my concrete filled brain,

to write some inspirational poetry.

Damn this fog!

Hush!

The croaking frog!

Glowing from a shimmering moonbeam

Inspiring a poem!

MOONBEAM!

10. A. I

In the very near tomorrow

Artificial Intelligence is a fact not a dream

An intelligence from human kind they wil initially borrow.

And then surpass humans as a team.

Predicted by Asimov and Stephen Hawking

Robots will be superior by far.

Motional and intellectually talking.

In the 80′ s KITT was just an imaginary car.

The world as we know it would change and evolve.

Coding,  robotics and genetically modified,

buzz words round and round will revolve

Until A. I will rule and be ratified .

Will humankind adapt or become extinct?

Will AI allow us to populate and survive

Arguement is rife with a possibillty so distinct

That AI will humankind into extinction would drive.

9.   200 UP!

Coinciding with the cricket world cup

this poem marks my 200 up!

With this poem, a milestone.

200th poem in a marathon.!

20 and some odd years,

I began to write with trepidation and sometimes, fears.

Each poem of mine, is a work I cherish,

since writing poetry is a passion , I relish.

Poetry has taught me , strength and discipline to find.

To flex the build and flex the muscle of my mind.

Through happiness and depression,

writing poetry , my solace and companion.

Inspiration , like my pen, is not dry!

Towards another double century, I am going to try!

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