Poem on Antara ..........

I live in my little world as silently as can be

Then why is everyone so irritated with me?

It's a quiet peaceful place where my mind loves to play

My body too does happily and comfortably sway

My blue rucksack has all the worldly treasures that I own

A bottle of water and my favourite jar of stones

I love my puzzles of Winnie and his many tales

Did you like my art work of that gigantic whale?

I enjoyed it when Papa made shadows on the wall

He seemed amazed when I answered to his call

Those numbers that fox the brain are like slaves to me

In the blink of an eye they fall in place and I answer quickly

Why does Abhi always sulk and spoils for a fight?

He just doesn't understand that I too have some right

That Billo shows he's very smart but really is a squeak

He thinks he gets away with it because I just don't speak

His dad is my best friend and very kind at that

His mom is always frowning and calling me a brat

My new school is awful and reminds me of a circus

My teacher, the ringmaster throws me out of focus

I love that lady's voice and like the way she sings

Solace to my little heart and also joy does bring

Why doesn't she look kindly or speak softly with me?

Why does she feel sad whenever she looks at me?

I didn't see her tumble nor did I hear her call

I swear I really wasn't the cause of her fall

The screaming and the banging frightened me no end

The shrillness of the sounds made my hair stand on end

I stand and watch the myriad stars with my seeking gaze

Where can I find my mother in that heavenly maze?