Una canción para mi amor
Tengo una corazón,
es para ti
te amo mucho
y para ti voy a cantar
una canción de amor
una canción desde de mi alma.
-Niyati Parab
y para ti voy a cantar, una canción de amor
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2020
SEPTEMBER
A new hope grows within
igniting the flames
dusted with gold
A blazing fire in the very pit of their souls
vanquishing the abysses of their dreams
the fallen shall rise again
A new today, a new tomorrow
a new feeling to bask and rejoice in
So rekindle your hope one and all
mend your broken spirits and conquer your fall
we are not done marching
and we never were
to move forward is our only aim, past the hail and past the storm.
-Niyati Parab
Rekindle your hope one and all, mend your broken spirits and conquer your fall
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The task
The task was arduous
in some ways hazardous
the task was monumental
one could say even detrimental
but put on those shoes I must
my raincoat I readjust
the thunder didn’t phase me as much
as the thought of stepping in that mulch
Oh I wish I could stay indoor
going out seemed like a tiresome chore
but put on these boots I must
cause to these hunger pangs I must answer first
Like a fool I hadn’t stocked up on the groceries
If I had I wouldn’t have had such worries
So grabbing my bag I take a leave
A weary sigh I heave
As I trudge in the pouring rain
with every breath I battle the fierce terrain
Suddenly I stop, dead in my tracks, halfway to my destination
A thought crosses my mind, hit with a sudden realisation
I had taken all, but
I had forgotten my wallet.
-Niyati Parab
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Laurels of the past
Laurels of glory
knew not their folly
of raising a man
who with the passage of time becomes vainer
A cry for help from a grieving soul
when they were bestowed he was but a young foal
with ego his poor soul had become as black as coal
he thought he could own everyone
the ones who could defy him? hah! to him there were none
he was his parents pride and joy
since he was a wee boy
but all their love couldn’t have told
that this boy’s tale was one of woe
because he was unaware of this world
that would leave him aghast
for little did this boy know
that one cannot rest on the laurels of the past.
-Niyati Parab
One cannot rest on the laurels of the past
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An Odyssey
I step out and see
a mass but not really one
anxious of what might be
all of us swirling in a big cauldron
the slightest touch makes us slip away
towards nothing, away from them
be it night or be it day
the news is riddled with mayhem
I pray for those who have fallen prey
those who couldn’t get through
those who in these times have lost their way
and those who are feeling that everyday blue
But somehow we must carry on
keep our strength and move past
the world we knew has gone
but we must hold on to our sinking ship’s mast.
-Niyati Parab.
Why?
A wise man once said that beauty is in the eye of the beholder
in every shape and form moulded by the creator
Yet we discriminate
and look at certain people and hesitate
Why must we judge
and hold any unnecessary grudge?
Why must our souls see different
and pass cruel judgement?
Why can’t we simply accept
and keep our mean opinions burried 6 feet deep in a casket?
Why can’t we be kind
leave the past behind
and look out for each other
and hold love and respect for every sister and brother.
-Niyati Parab
Human
Deep within we are the same
the fiber of the same being
walking on life’s different lanes
all curious, all keen
Wanting to live our best lives
to be content, to be satisfied
to be protected from malice, deciet and lies
not to be burdened, not to be tied
Dreaming of a better tomorrow
of serene happy faces
sans any sorrow
peace and quiet in all places.
-Niyati Parab
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