Christmas - A Sonnet

“That time of the year when happiness beckons and hope springs

To embrace our troubled souls, longing for a warmth feeling;

A chance we get to start afresh and spread our wings,

And revive our lost faith to break the glass ceiling.

 A magical night looms large amidst the fallen times,

Sharing this joy with our loved ones will garner His blessings forever;

A time to chant the Christmas carols with the same fervor of the nursery rhymes,

And welcome our savior by joining hands in prayer together.

Yet the true spirit of Christmas is unwittingly lost somewhere

To the sumptuous preparations and lavish offerings on hand;

A life filled with worldly temptations and sinful desires take us nowhere,

Unless we learn to forgive and can perceive the world in a grain of sand.

 Oh brethren!! Open up your hearts and let His love set you free,

For it is foolish to confine Christmas to the gifts of the fir tree.”

Happiness in Holland

” A gorgeous day basked with a warm sunshine greeted me on my

way to Holland,

where i lost myself gazing at  the picturesque countryside much like

‘Alice In Wonderland’.

An array of huge windmills spaced out on the greenery added gloss

to the occasion,

making me scream out with joy,’Oh,GOD this must be my finest 

 vacation’.

A gush of air gently swept me off the  scenic  motorway,

towards an untrodden path leaving me grounded and astray.

A streak of light filtered its way upon me,

only to see a sight that made me fall on my knee.

An assorted collection of the most prettiest tulips were packed

closely across the scattered field,

painting a picture that would make its farmer proud of his yield.

The tulips swayed in tandem left and right,to and fro to the tunes of

the soothing air,

leaving me awestruck and  speechless  having much to glare.

I bid adieu with a heavy heart being completely envisaged by its

splendour,

taken aback by all happenings leaving me much to ponder”.

Life

"Life fades away painfully like a beautiful flower,

making the long wait to the grave extremely sour.

Each day is a turmoil apprehended with bag full of suprises,

taking each stride in the right path won't guarentee any prizes.

It's a lone battle waged from many a summer to spring,

making each one wish they could fly away with a wing.

The wonderful memories makes this life cherishable,

ironically these experiences land you in many a trouble.

Life at large is like a dormant volcano,

the time at which it will burst out you never know"..