Is it to seek a life partner?

Got up early in d’ morning,

an early riser, by habit

mumbling a romantic song

went round d’ garden, a bit

A real jovial stride,

to select most appealing flower

the gorgeous one of d’ day,

 a precious gift for her

My grandpa chose flower,

best one of d' garden,

plucked with utmost care

brought to drawing room,

grabbed in thumb and index

patiently waited for her

A wait for his darling dear,

my pretty grand mom's

arrival, in drawing room

She came, he blushed,

with a glance of d’ bride,

 d’ dashing bridegroom

Offered d’ delicate flower,

in proposing posture,

assumed young and smart

yet unsure to spell out,

the exotic feelings,

mushroomed in his heart

Lastly gathered courage,

uttered d' words, “Its for u,

only for you my dear"

"I love you so much,

love from core of my heart,

missed u since years"

"You're so sweet, vibrant too,

come away with me,

to a place far from here"

"We‘ll marry, be my wife

build a house, stay together

no one can bother"

Not irked, grandma's said,

 "I’m already married to u"

d' usual reply of every day,

With a smile grandpa told

"How nice, is it so?,

u truly love this genius boy!"

Its a precious moment,

a smile flickered in smiley face,

eyes depicted ample satiety

Every morning, I eagerly wait,

for same drama, to be enacted

just to have a glimpse of it

For him, each morning,

a different morning,

he’s a fresh romantic person

avidly waits to meet grandma

his cute lady love,

no chance ever taken

Hula hope sprouts in mind,

current facts fully forgotten

his Alzheimer’s creates,

d' funny episodes of,

these melodrama situations

Climax of the drama,

most enjoyable to watch,

recent past faded from mind

peak of a pleasing moment

in life of family members,

nothing else, be of its kind

Doesn’t know who is he
young or old, where’s his home

who his own, who’s outsider

From where he has come from,

what’s his goal in life

is it to seek a life partner?

A silent speech sans dialect

I did hear, a strange voice,

someone called from d' back

while waiting for school bus,

with lunch box and back pack

A lean boy’s juvenile voice,

appealed me for some help

truly annoying his gesture,

and his soiled, shabby dress

What exactly does he want,

I wonder, don’t understand

rather parents, d' right guys,

can extend him a helping hand

If I ask for any damn thing,

my parents never ever deny

“go home my dear little boy,

talk to your parents and try”

“I’m much younger than u,

and don’t have any parents

I’m all alone in this world,

live here in nearby streets”

Of course felt pity for him,

indeed not able to decide

how can I help d’ orphan,

this little helpless child

pointed a smudged finger,

towards my lunch box

“what do you have in it?”,

to know he was curious

Its d’ lunch box for school,

mom packs it with an item

yummy stuffs, but not sure,

today what she has given

Eyes glued to my lunch box,

and mouth filled with water

not very hard to make out,

the eager desire of d’ minor

“Can I have a little of that”,

the young lad whispered

had no food for last 2 days,

tummy cramps with hunger

Mind weighed d’ situation,

ruled hands, to open d’ pack

handed over d’ box to him,

to satisfy his stomachache

Blew horn, came school bus,

got in to bus, left lunch box,

couldn’t utter a single word,

silently saw his face joyous

In departing bus, I realized,

so many

ifs and buts in life of d’ kid

no parents to support him,

and to fulfill his basic needs

 His joy overflowing as smile,

a silent speech sans dialects

carved a gentle curve in lips,

to set his problems straight

Just blessings, no other gift

A bunch of youth

wished to come closure

wanted to form a group

so, contacted each other

Closely related,

yet faces unknown

to develop acquaintance,

in recent past

there was no occasion

Aspirations high,

to achieve

something spectacular

a fire in each soul aflame

to ascend as per own calibre

none be able to stop them

Know each other by nickname,

unable to make out by face

it hardly matters

But at d’ end of d’ day

they are brothers and sisters

in verge of completing education

building on own carrier

Never bothered to know

 parents’ difference of opinion

Now fully charged,

having energy vigorous

to casually cross

swiftly, with least hesitation

to jump over d’ walls

their parents erected,

After all human beings,

 humanly must behave

can’t walk on narrow rue

for them parents have laid

They stay in different  places,

no scope to explore

life of each other

so the plan

 for a grand get together

Their ideas don’t match with,

people of d’ generation earlier

so need an occasion

to deliberate, communicate

and a thorough interaction

to bring out all positivity from

each ones carrier

to create an institution

to benefit their future generation

they’ll be taught to maintain

amicable relation

with all their blood relations

Parents trimmed their freedom,

so to d' grand gala gathering

parents not permitted

they wish to ignore

love flows in a down gradient,

 only for their son and daughter

parents’ presence will prevent,

any consensus in positive direction

so to boycott them, d’ only option

Some of them wed

some yet bachelors

they are of same order

similar mental make up

formal invitations, no need

they will gather,  

to celebrate together

on any occasion

a spectacular achievement,

or a marriage

to get tied up with life partner

They need blessings of parents 

 just blessings, no other gift
parents' shrinking attitude,

  they wish to defeat