Are You My Valentine?

Two decades and some years back…
When I followed you during Saptapadi,
When you committed yourself to me,
For better or for worse,
In health and in illness
Before seeing all my idiosyncrasies,
When you said ‘kubool’…
I forgot to ask you,
Will you be my Valentine?

Two scores of years…
When the gynec snipped off the umbilical cord,
I quietly took it back and tied it
Well and tight …
Around You, Me and the Twins…
Secure, snug and strong…!
Never asking you…
If you were my Valentine!

We stayed tied…
Through colic, teething, insomnia,
Homework, competitions, tests, exams,
Bruises, braces, admissions, performance,
License, heartbreak…dreams of future
Since you were always with me
During my fears, doubts and occasional tears,
I never bothered to ask you
Are you my Valentine?

Sands of time…strands of grey…
We watched our fledglings
Poised for flight
Each like a Jonathan Livingston Seagull,
Stretching his wings to hug his destiny...
Comfortable silences, shared smiles,
Warm togetherness,
Sans overtness…
Just the deep understanding that
Together, we have journeyed
Life’s long trek…Still I haven’t
Asked you if you’re my Valentine!

When you say…
This is what I’ve done for you,
In case I am not there…
A sharp jolt in my heart hurts me a lot!
I say, what if I am not there?
And when you look crestfallen,
At the possibility,
I realize….
You are my Valentine- my very own Valentine!

Wonderful and excellent choice of words to say and find out who is the valentine.. Really engaging poem and words..

Wow well written Twinsmom
Beautiful wordings

TM,

Great one from you.

Hi! Twinsmom,

Welcome back...missed reading your stories.

Hope you are doing well now.

"Are You My Valentine?" is a beautiful creation .

I liked the part of the "umblical cord " binding you all .

The entire piece is really graphic ...seemed like watching something on

celluloid !

The closing lines really leaves one with a lump in the throat.

Refrence to Richard Bach's ,Jonathan Livingston Seagull is lovely too.

Look forward to more from your pen / keyboard !

Regards
PAULINA

Hi TM,
I missed you so far.......welcome back and a very nice poem.

great viju,
great are our contributions in life but to bring into versus koyi aap se seekeyn sunkan

Originally Posted by twinsmom

Two decades and some years back…
When I followed you during Saptapadi,
When you committed yourself to me,
For better or for worse,
In health and in illness
Before seeing all my idiosyncrasies,
When you said ‘kubool’…
I forgot to ask you,
Will you be my Valentine?

Two scores of years…
When the gynec snipped off the umbilical cord,
I quietly took it back and tied it
Well and tight …
Around You, Me and the Twins…
Secure, snug and strong…!
Never asking you…
If you were my Valentine!

We stayed tied…
Through colic, teething, insomnia,
Homework, competitions, tests, exams,
Bruises, braces, admissions, performance,
License, heartbreak…dreams of future
Since you were always with me
During my fears, doubts and occasional tears,
I never bothered to ask you
Are you my Valentine?

Sands of time…strands of grey…
We watched our fledglings
Poised for flight
Each like a Jonathan Livingston Seagull,
Stretching his wings to hug his destiny...
Comfortable silences, shared smiles,
Warm togetherness,
Sans overtness…
Just the deep understanding that
Together, we have journeyed
Life’s long trek…Still I haven’t
Asked you if you’re my Valentine!

When you say…
This is what I’ve done for you,
In case I am not there…
A sharp jolt in my heart hurts me a lot!
I say, what if I am not there?
And when you look crestfallen,
At the possibility,
I realize….
You are my Valentine- my very own Valentine!

These words kept ringing in my heart for a long long time even after i finished reading this poem. Hats off to an excellent poet - affly sathya

Hi friends,
Thank you for the overwhelming response... A decade back, no one really bothered about V Day in India... Now it is the 'in' thing... But for some like my husband and I this is what it is all about...

Sathya,
A special word of thanks... I never felt I was good at versifying! So it comes as a pleasant surprise when someone calls me a poet!