An Ode to SPB

 

A melodious voice,

that drove us through

the myriad of emotions.

A voice that became our companion throughout

the bumpy ride on roads.

A soulful voice , that made us live and love every moment of life.

A voice that is irreparable, melodious and above all divine.

The voice that probably led God envy and hence took it away,

A voice which will be immortal and forever remain with us .

How I wish that life had a  playback and we could get back the synonym of music.

The Psalm of Life.

 If I'm gone don't be sad for me,

For I'm in the arms of the Lord.

I heard his call & forgot all,

And moved my way to the mighty hall.

I couldn't be with you,

To see the new sunshine.

Life is short & quickly had to pass,

Leaving behind all the undone task.

If you miss me,

Do not grieve.

Fill your memories with, 

the beautiful thought,

That we enjoyed every moment & I too will miss them all.

Never bind yourself with the chain of sorrow,

For who knows what is in store for tomorrow.

I have led a bountiful life,

And have no regrets for this plight.

My life was short,

For God had some other plan.

He chose me out of so many,

For he loved me more than anybody.

Tribute to Teachers'

Teachers guide our path,

Which is never taught.

They guide us with love and care,

So that we dare, 

To cross all the hurdles,

Without any burden.

With ease we flow,

To reach the shore.

They gave their best,

Inspite of various tests.

They are always there for you,

Whenever you seek their view.

They expect nothing,

Yet give you everything.

Teachers enlighten the path, 

And build a Nation which is very strong.

My humble salutations 

to all the teachers, who have dedicated themselves to 

such a noble cause.

Sheela Narasimhan