Tuesday, March 10, 2009

You Are Beautiful!

The mirror is no friend of mine,
Look at the wrinkles,
And that toothless smile,
She complained.

I was beautiful
The belle of the ball
Thousands of admirers everywhere
She reminisced.

As she became silent
Her tears rolled down
Sitting here she had gone
To a time long ago

The ensuing silence spoke
Of her pain
Of her old age
And of the loss of youth.

I tried to
To take her pain away
To calm her
The young lady
Trapped in an old body

Your wrinkles remind me
Of the tales of my childhood
Each missing tooth of
Of our shared misadventures

You are beautiful
I tell her
Admired by thousands

My screams fail
To break her reverie
As she mourns
The loss of her hearing!


अविनाश said...

that was Excellent composition Priyanka

^_^ SENO ^_^ said...

Beautiful picture and even more beautiful post. :)

ps: I can see your mehandhi *wink wink* :-D

अविनाश said...

Wishing u and ur family a very happy holi

Patty said...

What a beautiful poem but more so what a beautiful photo. Tell your Grandmother beauty is in the eye of the beholder. To me she looks beautiful and think of all the wonderful memories you two share.

fatoori said...

:) for once,u hav succeeded in seeing someone else's beauty ;)
d poem is beautiful n so is d lady in question :) tell her dat, in whichever way u can

Prachi Pandey said...

nicely composed

Happy Holi Priyanka

Indrajit said...

Sitting here she had gone
To a time long ago

You might like to redo these lines , just to elevate the depth like other lines here.

This does not robs the poem of it's simplicity and goodness.

Keep writing.

Deepak Barua said...

great composition, full of pain and hope

Priyanka said...

WOW!!!! I envy...

Priyanka Jain

vIpIn said...

That's nice.

Btw, are you thinking of getting all these published in a book. That will be good. isn't it. I mean younger generation should get some new stuff along with "Mahadevi Verma"'s and "Suryakant Tripathi Nirala"'s. At least I would prefer that .....

Isha Mitra said...

Thats some great work.. its very touching... really good...

tc.. hope what u've written brings a smile to her.

nituscorner said...

you are right..she is still beautiful....sometimes even the wrinkles and the toothless smile is heart warming.....

rahul said...

nice post

Tan said...

That was a nice composition! You told all you wanted in such simple words ... simplicity is a good art ... Thanks for sharing!!

Little Girl Lost said...

A Lady Who Thinks She Is Thirty

Unwillingly Miranda wakes,
Feels the sun with terror,
One unwilling step she takes,
Shuddering to the mirror.

Miranda in Miranda's sight
Is old and gray and dirty;
Twenty-nine she was last night;
This morning she is thirty.

Shining like the morning star,
Like the twilight shining,
Haunted by a calendar,
Miranda is a-pining.

Silly girl, silver girl,
Draw the mirror toward you;
Time who makes the years to whirl
Adorned as he adored you.

Time is timelessness for you;
Calendars for the human;
What's a year, or thirty, to
Loveliness made woman?

Oh, Night will not see thirty again,
Yet soft her wing, Miranda;
Pick up your glass and tell me, then--
How old is Spring, Miranda?

Little Girl Lost said...

i hope you liked ogden nash's poem... this was my first visit to your blog and i loved it completely... your poetry is beautiful. hope to keep coming back for more :)

do visit me sometimes

Little Girl Lost said...

hi priyanka... thanks for visiting... if you liked my blog pls become a follower so that we wont lose touch in this big bad world of blogging... i'll follow u for sure :)

Scribbler said...


Simply touching!

Could relate to it.

keep it rollin;)

Anand said...

Ur 'about me' stops me rite on my tracks from cmmenting any further. Im with my finger to my lips.

U hv a dangerous cndition goin n inside u..wt if...I write a fact.. u take it for fiction..or vice versa.. and im doomed.

But Ill visit u again..

Anand. ;-) :-)

Anand said...

Priyanka....do u work for A.I.R ??

U know I was wondering if anyone wud say this to me. U r the only one who did.
I'm sorry I broke the pretty picture.

But awareness is inevitable. It comes..sooner or later, in some way or the other. For u, it came through my blog.


Anand said...

That's kool Priyanka. Ur an RJ.

Well usually, I do not ever reveal and tell people this..but since u r one urself, I can probably tell. I'm an RJ in Radio Mirchi myself.
Grt to bump into you.


sawan said...

u cared to write this priya, tells a lot bout ya :) god bless ya.