SAVIOR

SAVIOR

In this poem I have tried to express my mother's feelings.I have simply put in rhyme all that she said to me.

SAVIOR
When the cancer started extracting
From me a price  hard to pay,
And nothing seemed to help me,
I chose to stop and pray.
"Oh God can you help me
can you save me please?
This pain and confusion
Has brought me to my knees.
For I have come undone
My pieces have began to scatter
And any hope I had of fixing it
Has slowly began to shatter."
A refreshing discovery I did find
At that moment of despair,
When I reached the end of me
He was waiting for me there.
This is where I came to know
Of a Savior so real and true,
Just one touch of His hand,
And there was nothing more to do,
But trust Him completely
And let Him have His way,
For He alone could save me
On my darkest day.
I'm sure you have heard of Him,
Yet perhaps you may still doubt
From the very depths of hell,
It was Him that pulled me out.
So I stand as His witness
And speak  to you this day,
Jesus Christ is the Truth
The light and the way.

-Portia Burton

My first kiss and all that....

 

My First Kiss and all that.....

            Now that I am engaged to my Edward, it feels more sweet to remember the blossoming of our love, and yes, our first kiss.

Ours was really the love at first sight. Ed was related to one of my class-mates and she introduced us to each other when we were on a trek.In those ten days we got drawn to each other though I was a student and he had just started working as an   architect's assistant in a reputed firm .His good humoured nature, love for poetry and his working for P.E.T.A. enamoured me to him.Thereafter we kept meeting each other in London  yet decided to take things slow. We kind of danced around each other for awhile, unclear about signals and all that. But slowly we came to realize our mutual attraction and felt that it was much more than mere infatuation. Soon, I dropped all my reserve since I felt safe with him and even introduced him to my parents who approved him. It was all that was needed to make us bond together. We used to have great conversations about art , poetry and nature. He would involuntarily hold my hand and caress it while talking animatedly. During one such conversation I became a little bold and said, "Well, you haven't even kissed me yet." And then he looked at me and smiled. OMG, that smile! And those intense brown eyes! I don't think I've ever been affected by anybody like that before . But he said nothing more than, 'Well, come, let us take you to your home.It is already so dark and your mom will start worrying about her baby doll."

.... He walked me to my door. We were standing on the porch. The stars outside were so bright and the night was perfect as well, not too cool and not too hot. And then suddenly he leaned  down . I couldn’t look away no matter how much I would. His dark gaze was loving and yet there was something more. A bright glint lightened his eyes. Was it desire? No! He was such a gentleman, he’d never acted on his feelings entirely except for the occasional brief embrace or chaste kiss on my forehead.
The tension between us dropped away until there was a comfortable moment of silence, and the exchange of looks between us heightened into something more.
My heartbeat thudded softly, and my lips parted as I looked up at him.
He touched my cheek and then jaw, caressing it gently. With a gentle grasp on my chin, he pulled me towards him by degrees.  I caught my breath as I knew his intent. His lips moved onto mine and I involuntarily sighed into the kiss. He was patient, steady as he kissed me, allowing me the chance to reject him if I wished. But, I did not. How could I ? His arm encircled me, pulling me tighter against him and I rested my hands on his chest with full trust. It  was really a very pleasurable moment. I murmured something incoherently and  lifted my arms to loop them around his neck. I kissed him back gently, trying to keep up.
Edward then pulled back slightly, looking at me with a slight smile on his face. He caressed my cheek once more. “I didn’t want to startle you.”
“You didn’t.”
He nodded. “Good. I’ve been wanting to do that since I met you.”
“You have?”
He grinned, then sobered a little. “You’ve never been kissed like that before, have you?”
I shook my head. How could I tell him that he was only the second person after the boy who had 'kissed' me while  in the Sixth grade!...
“That’s what I thought.”
I frowned. “Did I do something wrong?”
“Not at all. It was perfect.”.....
Perfect. That was the right word for what I had felt. . OMG! That was simply the best kiss ever. A sort of 'fireworks' and 'the knock-your-socks-off' kind of kiss! My mind was completely blown. I'd never had that kind of kiss. It was perfect. He took his time, and I kissed him back, of course, timidly , and, well, it was not a good kiss from my side since I was still wallowing in his kiss. We said our goodbyes and when I went inside, I probably didn't come back to myself for a full ten minutes. I was floating or the room was whirling around me.

I then said to myself," this is the man I will  spend my whole life loving through ups and downs. "
Then the last two years were very bad for me because of my mother's illness and her battle against the breast cancer. I had to take a drop from my graduation and calamity loomed so large  at our doorstep. It was a lot to handle, to say the least. But, through all of that, one thing stayed true- Edward's love for me and his dedication to my parents. He took great care of my mother too.This endeared him to my dad who did have some reservations about him. He even encouraged me to take up my graduation once again, persuaded me to rejoin my University of Cambridge and persue my dream. I could do so only because I was sure that Ed will look after my mom in London in my absense and now my mom treats him like her own son! Oh, God, I couldn't have asked for a better man to lean on or to love!
 And now  I am engaged to him! This happened on my birthday, that is, on 24th April 2014! What better birthday gift destiny could have given to me?
-Portia Burton

The Road We Have Travelled....

The Road We Have Traveled...
The road we have traveled hasn't been much long,
Yet each step we’ve taken has made our hearts strong.
Though tomorrow could bring some stormy  seas
But, if we’re together, we will traverse with ease.
No powerful wave or hardship of any kind
Could ever encumber the love that we find
When we are united; tethered at the heart,
Since our lives are not meant to be ever  apart.

 Our souls need each other, like flowers need sun
And I  shall remain faithful until life is done
Through good times and bad, we’ll depend on our love
A gift we’ve been handed by the Lord above
The flame deep within us shall  keep us forever warm
Serving as our beacon throughout every storm
So, we are destined to find our way through
As only two people in such love could do.

-Portia Burton

The Music Played On...

In the Flow Of Your Poem..

Into Your Poem's Flow...

O, dear Poet,
Your words, your lines,your elegant verse,
I cling to your each line, each word,
And give myself up
Into your poem's flow, your rhyme,
Its mountain stream-like rhythm ,....
Your poems keep humming in my head,
And I feel you,O, kindred spirit,
Breathing beside me
Like a stanza of Keats or Shelley,
Or looking across the table at me
Like some stern sonnet of Wordsworth.
And at some other time,
I feel you smiling through glinting eyes
Like a puzzling yet poetic sentence
Of Virginia Woolf, and bring to me
A gentle Eastern breeze
Which hasn't  lost its soothing scent
Of the Jasmine flowers.
Do you know, o my dear Poet,
How your poems are elixir for me,
Like the rejuvenating liquid
To a withering vine.
-Portia


('Into the Flow of Your Poem' - an abstract painting by me)

Do You Ever Wish....