Gear Up!

Gear Up ! Go Educate Your Girl Child,

As gentle as a dove,
As pure as an ocean.
Girls are a bounty,
A precious gift from God.
Look into the scene at the hospital,
A tiny little being is brought into life,
For all to invite.
But look at the family’s expression,
It’s one of shock and dejection.
The little one grows up,
She grows to become a wonderful  lady,
Her eyes full of dreams and hopes,
To reach high and thus, touch the sky.
But the reality is dreadful,
That one just can’t imagine.
Opportunity catches hold of those who rush,
But her beautiful dreams are spoilt and crushed,
She gets trapped in between heaven and hell,
How awful it feels,
When you can’t even freshly breathe?

Are the parents to be blamed or the staunch patriarchal mindset to be cursed?
We don't really know!  But our society needs to grow,
and come out of sheer despondency.
Think over it;
As clearly evident, girls can really achieve the big.
She could become the next Kiran Bedi,
Or turn up the next Iron Lady.
If provided opportunity, she would glow and shine,
Thus punishing the evil and all wrong mind.

-Shivani Priyam.

Across the Border

Have you ever been across the border?

See how the clouds in blue surrounding the sky,

The lusty green trees waving high,

See the beautiful mountains adorning the land,

And the breeze flowing by, breaking all strands.

The nature fills us with joy,

Thus anyone would enjoy.

But the opposite is yet to come,

The dark clouds ravaged the sky,

There are wild creatures living by,

Showing the voracity for human life,

Being satisfied only by killing all lives.

I wonder how a land can be so cruel,

The terror spreading awful beings, being so gruesome.

The nation being the worst enemies, and

the poor soldiers suffering the attacks,

Dying for their nation’s sake,

To make us smile and embrace! 

Now, one can no longer enjoy the beauty of the land,

As the raucous cries and precious bloods are spilled along the sand.

Aren't these bloods need to be praised, as a precious human life is crushed by a spade;

Should wars and violence gain ultimate momentum

lest the dead turn into phantoms?

One has rightly said;

 It takes a lot of time to construct,

But it takes just a minute to destroy and destruct!

“Let us stand together

  To fight against terror

 and  spread grace through our prayers"

-Shivani Priyam

Shades of Nature

                                                                       Shades of Nature

Opening my eyes,
When I realized,
Nature does nothing in vain.
The fresh breeze refreshes the veins, 
And cures all our pains.
The lusty green trees born to embrace,
The tiny saplings are God’s grace.
In the fields I could see the men working and toiling hard all day,
In the hope of turning wealthy someday.
Tiny toddlers playing with toys,
In the midst of all noise.
Oh, then the alarm rang,
when suddenly my mind went blank
looking out of my window
My eyes couldn’t bear the truth.
The nature and the trees were nowhere around,
It was the buildings that all surround and the harsh honking sound,
Where did the flowers and trees go?
Uh! It was just a dream!
The hectic life abounds us,
People are just in a rush to earn fast bucks.
Can someone really slow down the mad rat race,
Or stop the pace?
Or have sometime to cheer and to embrace.
But my dear friends this is the ultimate reality
Of the human race.

-Shivani Priyam