Biography of Yamini Khanna
A Flight Attendant turned Hotelier turned Poet! ! !
Life has taken me through a roller coaster ride of highs and lows... i greatly learned from both!
I'm done with grieving, mourning crying over a few devastating tidal waves in my life... today i find my expression in writing and what a great forum to see many others with their effusions!
I Thank and value each and every one who takes out time to read my poems... would appreciate if you share your valuable feedback too.
God Blees ALL with endless peals of laughter, strings of Happiness and someone to share it with !
Yamini Khanna Poems
' Beauty '
You are so Beautiful... to Me The Fragrance of Wet Earth Infant's breezy milky Burp A hungry Puppy's bowl Slurps
' Anger '
Anger i have Anger i did Anger so hot, in Furnace i lived Venting and Fuming, Huffing and Puffing
' Cheating '
I Whispered sweet nothing's in his ears set him off, on a shindig anear Jovial, and again young at heart he weaved a 'web of lies' so smart
Life And Death - ' Wrapped In White '
A little human seed in the pod warmth, closeness, nurturing available with just a nod the pain, for labour of love, endured and withstood Wrapped in White, stark naked, brought into the world of brotherhood
' Miracle '
Yes, i saw a Miracle, and i saw it now This Miracle embraced me, absorbed my sorrows, How I wondered and prayed, tears in my eyes glazed Heart sinking, Heart pounding, not knowing my fate
' Feelings '
Did you know my Heart does feel The Love through the voice, and the words that you weave The Vulnerability of emotions and listlessness in the speech
'My Soul Died In Your Arms'
My soul died in your arms with malice you played your charms two women couldn't keep you warm irreversible setback and love harm
'My Love's Tomb '
The voices in my head, just wouldn't rest the heart knows it's reasons and has given it's best My whole life's emotional investment robbed by the Man for whom my heart once throbbed
Heart pierced, fluttering listless and bleeding why don't my tears stay in their housing, they roll at the fleeting thoughts of my man having gone astray why then would he write words with which he once used to sweep me off my feet up and away
' Survival '
The ' Winds Of Change '
Late one night a news came, Little did I know they were 'Winds of change' A nudge here a push there, in an instant shook my sphere How many times do I have to go through this strife, O Supreme Power please give me some respite
' Cry '
Why do i have to cry? After a happy cherished thought in my mind has found a spot. A new beginning presents itself aloud
The Dark Clouds angry and prepared Precipitating, Thunderous beware How long must i, this weather endure? Will the suffering end, Can someone assure?
'A Walk In The Forest '
A Walk in the forest, on fallen leaves each leaf that flies, many a story it weaves Colours ranging from gold to dust leaping ahead, reliving dreams with a thrust
'A Walk In The Forest '
A Walk in the forest, on fallen leaves
each leaf that flies, many a story it weaves
Colours ranging from gold to dust
leaping ahead, reliving dreams with a thrust
The Golden one, so new so near
reminiscent of, my lovely dear
When ' leap of faith ', together we took
the 'uncertainties, and dark clouds it shook