A Little Compassion

A Little Compassion 

A basket on her head                 She came as if dread

I was in a hurry                 To make my day merry

She gave a knock and checked                 If she could get a consent

She stood there a basket on her head                 She came as if dread

The door I opened                 In sweat she was soaked

She wanted to sell some prawn                 For all her money was gone

She wanted to sell some prawn                 To buy something for her little John

She stood there a basket on her head                 She came as if dread

I was in no mood to buy                 I did not heed to her cry

I was in a hurry                 To make my day merry

My reply was a sharp ‘No’                 Which to her was a rough blow

The day’s routine went on                 Till it was time to yawn

That night when I slept                 I found that I had wept

Unaware, I could recall                 The lady who came with a call

Perhaps, I could have bought those prawns   So that she could buy something for her little John

That face ,for ever it stayed                 In my heart to be weighed

I never saw that face again         For the act from which I could never regain

- Nandini Anandkumar

                                                                 26/5/2020

On Compassion

                            On Compassion

Compassion is a virtue Everyone has to pursue To come to others rescue Whatever may ensue
	Compassion is everything An act of giving And never leaving Anyone with unhappy feelings
Compassion should be a passion For us all to fashion For our expansion And Everyone’s satisfaction
	Compassion is no unfair dealing It’s all about healing To possess meaning And no unhealthy feeling
Compassion is total surrender As a good mender To render and tender As a great defender
	Compassion gives inner freedom A sign of wisdom Beyond reason and season To create an equilibrium
Compassion should be the foundation For one’s elation For attaining salvation And  getting liberation
	Let’s practice compassion The reflection of our love Let’s practice Compassion And bind with divine love

For Whom did the Birdies sing?

                                                  For Whom did the Birdies sing?

                         

                          The musical notes of the birds that sing

                          Oh! What a joyful Spring it brings

                          In the early dawn of Morn

                          It is like a new life born

                          The notes that come from its Soul

                          Goes deep within piercing my Soul

                          I wake up in the twilight Hour

                          To get company for my heart Forlorn

                          Was the Song meant for me

                          I ponder with all my glee

                          It is solely meant for Thee

                          I could hear the birds Agree

                                                            -Nandini Anandkumar

                                                            (22/5/2020)

The Face of Beauty

The Face of Beauty

Looked for the Face of Beauty In what I thought was my Duty

Looked for the Face of Beauty In all that I could fathom

Looked for the Face of Beauty In the new-Mown Meadows and Green Grasses

Look for the Face of beauty In the Majestic Mountains and  the salty sea

Looked for the Face of Beauty In the Tall Trees and the Deep –Thick bushes

Looked for the Face of Beauty In the Flying Birds and The Grazing Herds

Looked for the Face of Beauty In the Red Roses and  the Fanciful Proposes Looked for the Face of Beauty In a Cute Child and the Wide Wild

Looked for the Face of Beauty In Sweet Smiles and  Self Supporting Life Styles

Looked for the Face of Beauty In Pretty Girls and Sparkling Pearls

Looked  for the face of beauty In Delicious Dishes and Passionate Kisses

Looked  for the face of beauty In the Shining Sun and the Glowing Moon

Looked  for the face of beauty In the Vastness of the Ethereal Blue Sky

Looked  for the face of beauty In the Eyes of my Beloved

The Beauty that I was looking for I found it almost everywhere But I found it more Profound Deep down in  a Humble Heart

                                                - Nandini Anandkumar

                                                                 22/5/2020

The Vilvam Tree that Survived

The Vilvam Tree that Survived

It stands tall, The Vilvam Tree I do recall , The Vilvam Tree Planted as a tiny sapling , The Vilvam Tree

The planter loved the growing sapling For they said, ’It’s a healing tree’ For they said ,’It kills bad energy’ For they said, ‘It’s a sacred tree’

One day someone chopped it unaware The root too was uprooted  un-spared He cried For it dried

The planter's heart went into sink For they said, ’It’s a healing tree’ For they said ,’It kills bad energy’ For they said, ‘It’s a sacred tree’

Then the root was somehow put in With belief that it would shoot up again With faith and hope that it would regain One fine day, it did regain

What a Joy! It stands tall, The Vilvam Tree I do recall , The Vilvam Tree Planted as a tiny sapling , The Vilvam Tree

It grew with full foliage Giving beautiful trifoliate herbage It grew well to the planters amaze And on it the sun did  blaze

Last week, I just watched the vilvam Tree Almost denuded with just few leaves I chanced upon the Vilvam this morn With tiny fresh leaves like a new born

It is such a joy to see it spring The tiny new leaves the branches bring To watch it would make the planter sing For the planter it is a precious thing

It stands tall, The Vilvam Tree I do recall , The Vilvam Tree Planted as a tiny sapling , The Vilvam Tree

                                                - Nandini Anandkumar

                                          21/5/2020

Respect is a Need

Respect is a Need

Respect is giving space For the other to pace And render them grace So that things fall in place
	Respect is not controlling the other Under one’s mighty power It is to hear the other So, together you go further
Respect is accepting the other No matter what the bother To get along further With each one another
	Respect is a trust Not to get fussed To overcome disgust And be ready to adjust
Respect does manifest A beautiful mind-set Makes one get impressed To Connect and feel blessed
	Respect creates an identity To make  one feel an entity Creates an intensity To maintain ones serenity
Respect creates leaders Who go deeper To upgrade their followers And make them not feel weaker
	Disrespect can inflict A sort of insult Cause us to reflect With a feeling to reject
Lack of respect creates a pain Fathomless to explain One may go insane Never to regain
	Respect is love’s Pinnacle It takes you to love’s pedestal Makes the love more comfortable Spiritual and  more powerful
Respect is vital Respect is revival Respect is never futile Respect should be one’s idol
	Respect may seem rudimentary But it is the greatest complimentary Required fundamentally To live contentedly
Respect is to let express And not to suppress So as to address And not to agress
	Let’s respect others Condemn not others For greater than hunger Respect has power
Let’s Respect Ourselves For our own true selves For Our Self-Actualization And  to Awaken

-Nandini Anandkumar(19/5/2020)