By Amy Irani
7th November 2021
Seventh November 1965 The day we united for life For good or for bad To take all in our strife To love n to cherish with utmost love We were husband n wife Today is our fifty sixth year just seventy three days back left for yr heavenly abode from here Every year this day Celebrated Fun n joy in every way No matter where u r today Seventh November Our special day Till my last day will be remembered Very thankful to God for the last fifty six years
If only God would
Only if there was no death Or if it HAS to be, In heaven ,whoever wants to be Cud God summon only those And spare the ones At the word “death” froze The ones who want to depart Feeling they have done their part Without any ailment On earth come to settlement Which date they part Programme their chart Family n friends gather Party n chatter Farewell they bid together Goodbye for ever. Loved this world n life With the love of my life Precious to each other Stretched life a Little further? No more can now be said All of us here are so sad Wd like for me a few years more To wind up a few chores Time now spent with the rest Coping n making the best Trying to get back the same Zest Before “he”went for eternal rest No escape from death Good health is wealth Pray keep me wealthy With good health Unto my day of death
Losing two priceless Gems
Having lost two most precious gems Within six years gap At finger snap Just out of a nap? One Touched everyone’s heart Loving , caring genuine From the start Forty years later Did he part. His parting was a trauma Till date in shock Within twenty four hours Leaving me n mine Running chill through our spine. Life has to go on SO We all have moved on Emotionally bruised Will we ever recover??? The other After years fifty six With emptiness here I sit Sweet memories Twenty four seven Seeing u so live in pics I do thrive But I wonder, further life? In this world wide Where n how Do I fit n fix Till alive?
Routine that was
Jangu, To greet u every morning With your smile n a little bit of groaning Keep prodding around Without bathing Messy work table But perfectly able Putting up the cable To watch Caine n Able Stretch in comfort In spite of the stubble Who cares attitude Forever soooo cool n calm No cares no worries Go ride in a ferry Have some rice n curry Now for slumber “My dear deal with the Plummer” Back for coffee break Cards thirteen dealt Ecstasy he felt “Me no worry me no care After “the game” You wd be flying in the air” Feeling like a millionaire See you tomorrow My buddy
Amy Irani writes poems right from her heart, of what she feels at that moment or what she has felt when certain things happen in her life. Readers can actually visualise the whole thing in front of their eyes and feel her sorrow and/or her happiness.
One thought on “7th November 2021 and Other Poems”
Poetry is in ripping your heart open for the emotions to pour out to feel the relief in your mind, but also touch the hearts of the readers who find the same vibes bursting out of their hearts.
Can feel your deepest thoughts for your beloved.
God keep you peaceful.