THESE GLASS BANGLES
Bangles,oh ! lovely bangles,
Red and blue , they are so lovely too.
Yellow and green , so bright and colourful !
how lovely , they adore her pretty hands,
they tinkle as she speaks animatedly.
with a spirit that never dies - for
she is a woman with passion .
A passion to lead , to live and let live!
These colours hide her sorrows ,
Paint a vigour of happiness and joy ,
That takes her gliding across the path of life !
Bangles, oh ! such lovely glass bangles.
These bangles are simple,
yet convey something deep within.
Thoughts that cannot be measured
Those which cannot be heard,
yet the music , they makes
seeps deep down the soul,
Speaking only one language,
The language called love .
Love is the air she breathes in and out ,
sleflessly , when she works to run her home.
While feeding her kids sacrifing her share,
Caring for her husband who walks back from the field.
Serving her parents and all elders,
Smiling throughout to mask her pains.
Every time she feeds, she cleans and she cuddles,
these bangles ring a rythmn ,
A rythmn so divine.
Divine , because she is SHE!
Bangles oh! bangles ,
lovely glass bangles!
This picture was taken by my friend Arasi , after she got a new mobile - camera mobile! A lovely pic indeed . It is her collection of bangles and she has a lovely collection too . Bangles are really a beautiful accessory , though personally i dont use them often ! Seeing this picture on her mobile , i felt they convey something and wanted to paint them in words . And i have attempeted some thing here . hope it does convey some meaning .
Anyways i need to thank my friend , Arasi for she is the one who has such a lovely collection and yes though an amteaur shot , it is just as lovely as her !
Have a great Day and week ahead !!!
Photo Courtesy :Arasi - my friend!
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8 hands have coloured my post so far!:
First time here from Priya...
Its Lovely ode to a beautiful thing... much enjoyed it as it reminded me of my childhood bangle shopping days for all the ladies in the family :)
take care... cheers...
:P :D
btw you are tagged ;)
U know something Meenu, during my school and colelge days I had huge collection of bangles in all colors matching to my sarees. I was a total bangle maniac.
Aha! Sonee kudee
Great poem on chudee
You have really matched the wisdom and wit
On these Indian bracelet.
There is again touch of class
On bangles made of glittering glass
After a brief time away from poems you let
This post comes as a festival
This poem is precious
As bangles made of gold silver and metals so precious
There is nothing called “imitation”
Written with lot of passion.
I imagined figurine of a dancing girl—wearing bangles
Making lovely jingles noises when they dangle
Words, imagination, sure you don’t lack
Not forgetting bangles made of lac
Yes, it all about the rhythm in sync
Makes a woman – a woman a girl a girl
And let me echo
A rhythm so divine.
Divine , because she is SHE!
Great poem Meenu
Keep on writing and write it right.
RS
Trainer
@ Arv
Thank you very much for posting a comment on my blog !
Good to know that you have enjoyed your childhood bangle shopping days :)
@ visesh
Thanks :) would take that soon ..
@ Priya
Cool .. so do u still use them ??
what about your collection now ?
They are some beautiful accesories that add beauty to a women ..
@ Brand guru
Superb sir !
Thanks a million for such a lovely poem :)
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