Last night my blog came to life
Will you not write, till I put your neck on the tip of a knife?
With a shudder I thought I had breathed life into my enemy
Attacking me in my sleep, how can my blog such a coward be?
Then it smiled, the smile of an old soul
Gently reminded me of my own goal
Writing to your heart’s content
That love in your words, I wonder where it went?
It is still there I confessed
I have a long list of words too, I professed
But this time, in my 100th post
Your companionship I want to toast
My dear blog, you found me friends
A world where no one pretends
Teachers who taught without preaching
Moments, which will have consequences far reaching
And then my blog showed me some angels dear
Fellow members of this world we have created-the blogosphere
With tears in my eyes and a smile on my lips
I was glad to realise I could never count you all on my finger tips
On June’s second day
I request you to, today
Raise your glasses to toast
My 100th post
Trust me the toast is not in the honour of the words I spilled
It is to honour you and the voids in my life you filled
You showed faith and helped me survive
Each of your comments made me come alive
To you I owe the last 99 posts
Thanks for coming to this space from near and far away coasts
I have more to offer, I believe
Lots of stories still in air, which I need to weave.
This post, my 100th (never dreamed I could do it), coincides with my 27th birthday. Please wish and pray for my long-lasting relationship with words this day. :-)
