Onam Memories Poem by jathin aka jesuzz

She waits by the doorstep,
Eyes filled with welcome tears,
As though, its a return after years,
Aroma of my favorite dish intoxicating
With her i dropp my shields,
I unmask, i unwind, i am safe.
Away from corporate slavery.
I am redeemed in her love.

Like a honey dew the lamp shines before sun,
Holding her hands i walk,
The granite temple pavement,
I feel like a child again,
My memories still fresh,

First time she held my arms together to pray,
Eyes half closed, mind all open,
I pray for the lady by my side,
I see her smile loom over my horizon

Its another Onam, i am home,
Its another year, i am man enough,
Yet for her i am still the little kid who is scared of lightning
Not the angry young man,
Not the polished professional
In front of her, i really am that little kid.