Updated date:

Apr 15, 2021

The Waiting Princess : Poem - on being one’s own friend ....

Author:: Vanita Thakkar

Vanita Thakkar is an Entrepreneur - an Engineer-Researcher-Consultant and an Artist - Singer-Composer-Poetess-Writer from Vadodara, Gujarat.

THE WAITING PRINCESS

The messenger of dawn galloped by

On his winged horse across the sky,

Whispering to the sleeping lives –

“The Sun is about to arrive.”

Dew was sprinkled by the trees,

I was stirred up by wet breeze.

Slowly, I spread my wings

And came out of my new dwelling.

The Eastern dark curtain was lifted

And, in, the golden sun rays drifted,

Asking the lotus buds to arise,

Who, with trembling freshness, opened their eyes.

With the passage of night’s shadow,

From my throat, music began to flow

In praise of the glorious way

With which Nature welcomes a new day.

Suddenly, a sweet voice came along !

Oh !! I forgot my song !

In its direction, I flew;

As I went closer, sweeter it grew.

“Who’s singing ?”, I asked curiously

To the huge, old banyan tree.

He said, “You are a new-comer, I guess,

For, you don’t know the Little Princess.”

Through the leafy curtain I glanced

At the graceful way the Beauty danced.

“Ah ! Here comes a beautiful morning !

Come, oh birds ! with me, you sing !

“For, my friend will come today,

With whom I’ll dance and play.

She’ll come from a distance, quite long.

Greet her with a warm refreshing song.

“I’ve waited for her, day after day.

The brightness, today, makes me feel gay.

My heart is filled with happiness, unknown.

I shall no more be alone .......”

Enchanted by her enthralling grace,

The wind decreased her pace.

The trees waved, with the slow cadence

And the flowers spread wonderful incense.

She sang, awaiting her companion,

The dusk came, she knew not when.

Gradually, her voice became faint.

Clouded with despair, she went.

At dawn, lost hope, she found.

Again, I heard her sound.

Everyday, the same thing happened,

But, never came her awaited friend.

Till winter, there, I stayed.

Everyday, for her, I prayed.

Then, her icy hands, cold began to lay

And I had to go away.

Often, I thought of her,

And went to her woods, next summer,

Wishing, now, when I see,

A happier person she will be.

Again, her melodious voice, I heard.

But, the words she sang, totally differed,

“A new day has arrived

And a new light derived.

“The flowers, birds, trees and the sky –

Are all unchanged, but not I.

I welcome the awakening of a new person within

Who makes me perceive the scene,

“In a broader and a wiser manner.

Of loneliness, I no more murmur.

I don’t crave for anyone at my sides

For, I’ve found a friend, within myself who hides.”

- Vanita Thakkar. (17.05.1989)

Comments

Vanita Thakkar (author) on August 27, 2020:

Thanks, M G Singhji for your nice comments.

Happy that read my poem and liked it.

I glanced through your articles. They look interesting. Will read them.

MG Singh emge from Singapore on August 27, 2020:

A very nice poem with beautiful thoughts. Your message was beautifully articulated.

Vanita Thakkar (author) on August 27, 2020:

Thanks, Peggy.

Your comments and support mean a lot.

Being one’s own friend is also one of the most essential messages of Shreemad Bhagwad Geeta.

However, when I wrote this poem, I was enjoying a good long vacation after my Higher Secondary Exams at Madras (now Chennai) - celebrating the completion of my school life and heading towards a new phase of higher studies - college life .... My father was posted at a project there.

I was thoroughly enjoying - doing whatever I loved doing - singing, sketching, embroidery, long walks, long talks with my mother .... also some good time doing nothing .... I had also visited some very beautiful places in South India with my parents. Happy, memorable days ....

During my college days I read Shreemad Bhagwad Geeta and some good criticisms on it and found that this message is there in it ....

Peggy Woods from Houston, Texas on August 27, 2020:

You expressed this message of being one's own friend beautifully. It is a lesson to be learned!

Vanita Thakkar (author) on August 14, 2020:

Thanks, Vandanaben

Vanita Thakkar (author) on August 14, 2020:

Thanks a lot, Shreeprakaash ji for such encouragement and blessings.

Shreeprakaash on August 14, 2020:

Every thing always excellent

Because

Your are not stopping yourself

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