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My Little Krishna

Poetry By: Pratibha

Kriish is our only son. As an adult, we try to impose our polluted thoughts on the clear and innocent minds of kids. Have we tried to see the world through their eyes?
It is awesome. I was ashamed of myself that I am holding on to unwanted things and letting go of important issues like loving unconditionally and selflessly.
He brought back my faith in life.

Submitted:Apr 1, 2008    Reads: 706    Comments: 35    Likes: 21   

My Little Krishna:
He is the star of my eyes,
Always twinkling inside my soul,

Fragrance of my life

Spreading a breeze of positive energy wherever he goes,

My little son, my tiny angel, kriish

Thinks mama and papa can buy the world for him

Where has my simplicity gone?

Thinks life is easy,

What am I going to achieve by making life complicated?

Thinks life is a big playground and all problems are foot ball

Did I honestly try to kick them away?

Thinks GOD is someone who is his friend

Where has my faith vanished?

Knows that sun brings happiness and clouds are gloomy, but they will go away soon

Why am I so impatient?

Thinks that today is important, there is no tomorrow and there was no past.
Why am I clutching onto the terrible moments of past?

Forgets his problems soon and remembers which toy he wanted to buy

Where has my FOCUS disappeared?

Believes that Mama are Papa are in love and there should never be any disagreement between them

Why am I trying to prove him wrong?

Gets scared to see anger in my eyes

Why am I getting angry and scarring his innocent soul?

Smiles like an angel when happy
What happened to mine?
Teaches me to take tiny steps like him at a time

Why am I running after mirage?

When he laughs, I can see the world in his eyes

Why can't I try to laugh without waiting for a reason and a season?

Runs towards me with open arms and hugs me tight when he is happy

Why do I disbelieve that 'hugs' do set things right and never tried to embrace life with open arms?

I need your hugs,
Your smile,
Your tiny hands in mine,
Your foot steps in front of mine
Your confidence
Your Innocence
Your simplicity

Your belief in love

Your forgetfulness

Your faith

YOU and only YOU

Before you leave our lovely nest and fly away like an eagle to carve your own niche,

Teach me to be human again........

Teach me to live, my son........

Teach me to breathe in fresh air........

Detoxify my polluted mind and soul with your non-stop chatter............

Teach me everything you do so effortlessly...............

I am waiting with open arms for your magical hug and the warmth of your presence around me, sweetheart

Come honey, come to mama and release herfrom these vices and give her your magical hug with your tiny, warm arms.

Mama and Papa promise you that they will create a world of love around you.


Come honey, let's play..............................


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