The flame gave out a glowing warmth,
As it danced around in circles.
I stood there in its dancing shadow and watched in awe,
As it took control of my every thought.
Hypnotized by the dancing flame,
I stood there in its shadowy light.
And as it flickered and breathed its last,
I stood there, miserable and all alone.
We are much alike.
When we are happy, we dance around
And give out a glowing warmth.
But when we are enveloped in a blanket of sadness,
We become cold and uncaring,
Like an unwelcome wintery night.
-Rhea. B, 2004
The wind blew across my face,
Filling me up with hopes and dreams.
The rain splattered on the ground,
Washing my pain away.
Mother Nature herself came down to me,
And placed her palm on my cheek.
The feather-like touch of her gentle palm,
Relieved my stress and sorrow.
And out of the gloom of this dark night,
Came a ray of blinding bright light.
This, I knew, was the light of hope,
This was the light of a life renewed.
The pieces of my life rejoined again,
And at last I knew the cause of my happiness.
It was, of course, the power of love...
-Rhea. B, 05.08.2006
Now this is a girl you should get to know;
She can be the sweetest friend, or the deadliest foe.
Riding bikes is her one passion,
And being a tomboy is more of her fashion.
Football- man! She's crazy about it;
If she doesn't play it, she's sure to throw a fit!
The most she could do to a guy is be his best friend-
This is her motto and her trend.
She loves to dance, rap and sing,
But dancing in public is not her thing.
She can be so shy when she's talking to a guy,
But no guy will ever make her sigh.
"Love is not worth it."-this is what she says;
She and love surely go separate ways.
Animated movies- now this makes her happy;
She likes no movies that are sad or sappy.
Her choice of music includes rap and rock;
She likes to laugh, and loves to talk!
We've been best friends for four long years now,
And we'll continue to be so- of this I vow.
-Rhea. B, 01.06.2006
The trees swayed to and fro
Beside the gently flowing river.
I was sitting under a huge, majestic oak tree,
Looking at everything that was there for the eye to see.
I looked at the gigantic mountains
And at the green grass running along their sloping sides.
I heard the soft songs sung by the birds,
Each of them saying unspoken words.
As I was sitting in this calm and serene place,
I felt as though nothing could go wrong.
I realised the beauty of Mother Nature's art
And I felt a soft glow of warmth in my heart.
-Rhea. B, 2004
The little lonely girl sat by the window,
Watching the floating snow flakes outside.
Her eyes followed one particular flake
That resembled a tiny angel.
She reached out to grab the little flake
And then brought it inside.
But when she opened her tiny hand,
All she saw was a drop of water.
A single tear escaped her eye,
Her lips trembled.
She felt as though her hope was gone,
Along with the little angel.
She took out her coat, her scarf and her gloves,
And put them on, one by one.
Little drops of crystal tears trailed down her cheeks,
As sighs kept escaping her throat.
She stepped out of her house into the cold morning,
The blast of cool air taking her by surprise.
She started heading towards her favourite place,
The only place which gave her comfort- the park.
As the park loomed into view,
Her tears started drying up.
She sat on a bench with her chin in her hands,
Watching the other children play.
It was then that it happened- a tiny little miracle
That brought hope and happiness back into her life.
As she sat on the cold park bench,
Something fluttered down onto her lap.
She looked down to see what had settled there,
And uttered a cry of happiness.
The light seemed to come back into her eyes,
Her lips parted in a smile.
On her lap was a tiny leaf,
A tiny leaf that was shaped like an angel.
Many years later, she looks at the leaf,
Her lips parting in a smile.
She knows it was a gift from the Gods above,
A gift that brought hope back into her life.
-Rhea. B, 2006
I count the pebbles in my hand,
Running my fingers over their smooth surface.
The first one is filled with all my worries,
The second with my sorrow.
The third one is filled with the pain in my heart
That never wants to leave.
There are two more pebbles in my hand-
One is hope and the other, joy.
I stare at them with an everlasting sadness
For I know they will never come back into my life.
My worries are still prominent,
And my sorrow grips me.
The pain slices through my heart, sharper than ever,
And I feel like I’ll never get through this.
I ask myself, ‘Will I ever laugh again?
Will I ever shed my pain?’
But my heart gives no reply.
It just beats with a steady rhythm,
But with no life.
The tears slip out, flowing down my cheeks,
And fall onto the sand.
I gaze at the vast sea in front of me,
Till I feel a hand on my shoulder.
I turn around in mild surprise
And feel my heart jump a mile.
He stands there in front of me,
Gazing deep into my eyes.
His eyes are filled with radiating warmth
As he wipes away my tears.
He speaks in the softest of voices
Saying that everything is alright.
My heart beats with a life renewed
As I fall into his arms.
Three pebbles slip out of my hands-
The first is filled with all my worries,
The second with my sorrow.
The third is full of the pain
That has now left my heart.
I feel the contents of the other two
Fill my entire body-
One is filled with hope and the other, with joy.
-Rhea. B
2006
He made a promise to me two years ago,That he would never leave me, never let go.
How was I to know that it was all a lie,
A lie that would one day make me weep & cry?
He never gave me a warning, never a sign,
He always used to smile at me & say, “You’re mine.”
But how was I to know that it was all a lie,
A vicious lie that would one day make me cry?
We have now grown so far apart,
And I’m still mending my broken heart.
He’s ripped me to shreds for the world to see
The injustice that he has done to me.
Day by day my heart reforms,
And I recover from these dark storms.
But still my heart has one big scar,
Left by the man who will never go far.
-Rhea. B, 29.04.2006
I walk around in the fields,Looking at every flower.
How pretty they all seem to me,
Each one near and far.
I walk around in the fields,
The grass tickling my feet.
Little creatures run here and there,
Trying to look discreet.
I walk around in the fields,
Watching the setting sun.
The red-hued clouds chase each other around,
Looking like they’re having fun.
And now the sun has gone down,
Leaving the sky black.
I stare up at the rising moon,
Knowing the sun will be back.
-Rhea. B, 10.12.2005
The sun was setting in the western sky,Lighting up the field in a soft orange shade.
I saw the sun going down,
Going back home to sleep for the night.
In the distance I saw a cluster of trees,
Each having its own green shade.
I saw birds flying everywhere.
They too were going home to sleep for the night.
I heard my mother calling me,
And yet I did not hear her.
I was engrossed in the beauty unfolding before me,
Looking at every one go home to sleep for the night.
The scenery was fading now,
Fading into darkness.
Darkness that would soon disappear,
With the now waking moon.
Then, like the sun and the birds,
I too decided to go home,
Go home, and sleep for the night.
-Rhea.B, 2005
The moonlight falls on my face
As I lie down on my bed, alone.
The light’s becoming dimmer and dimmer
As a set of dark clouds is covering the light, the hope.
I look out of my window, searching for the light,
The light which will bring happiness back into my life,
But all I see is darkness.....
The darkness goes on and on
Till I think that I’ll never see light again.
All my hope has drained out
And all I can pray for is a light at the end of this tunnel
But it seems as tho' my prayers will not be answered.
Night becomes day, but I'm still waiting,
Waiting for that light.
It does not come as dawn breaks
As the dark clouds have refused to move.
It's as tho' the sun is hiding it's face from me,
Scared that he too will become miserable.
Just as I think that I cannot go through this anymore,
The sun peeps out of the clouds.
A ray of pure gold light strikes my face
And at long last I smile.
The smile reaches my eyes, lighting up my face.
Now I know nothing can go wrong.
-Rhea.B, 2005
We spotted three kittens lying in the rain-
Three black specks in this vast world.
They were brought home-
Three tiny shivering kittens with eyes barely opened.
You gave us encouraging words & hugs
As we nursed & cared for them.
But slowly their condition deteriorated
And they looked as though they would not survive.
We lost our hope & shed our tears,
But you never gave up.
You helped us nurse & mother them
Till their very last moment.
Even though they are in a different world now,
We will never forget your warmth & love.
You helped us get through their passing on,
And now we know the power of your love.
-Rhea. B, 23rd May, 2006
These were our beloved kittens...
I wrote this poem for my mom on her birthday this year.
The flame gave out a glowing warmth,
