Like she asks and like I love to do, my 11 year old Niece Saijashi came with an assignment for me this time in the season of Christmas, to write a poem on Christmas for her, to be delivered by Monday morning. Due to my own set of lazy reasons (no reasons in fact), I was left with just a night the last night to deliver the output. The last night, even if it followed a sleepless night and an exhausting day, the laziness had no excuses left but to sit and write. The only help was her beautiful smile and the potion worked to keep me awake till I could write it.

I had to write the poem accommodating these words: Jesus, Santa, Christmas Tree, Sledge, Snow, Clouds, Stars, Bells, Jingle, Sky, Santa Cap, Cakes, Candles, Light..

Here is what I could write with sleepy eyes and an exhausted mind, and therefore, hope to rework it, as it is still more than a week for the Christmas day.


The sky is lit bright
On this colourful night
Musical air comes to meet
We are up for the family treat
It’s the time, bells are jingling
It’s the time, joys are mingling
Dancing with the Tree of life
Rhyming with its candles’ light
Yes, It’s the Santa time again
It’s the sledge ride again
To the stars, through the snow
In the clouds, there we go
In the Santa caps, in the Santa reds
For the Santa socks, for the Xmas cakes
Yes, it’s the night of Christmas
Lets write our prayers to Jesus
For the light of his wisdom
Let’s sing our midnight psalm
The sky is lit bright
Yes, it’s the Christmas night

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey –


Alone was the feeling
Alone was the day
Thoughts were speaking
The grey was gone
When evening came calling
Alone was the feeling

Life saw the clarity
Silence was musical again
Words were melting
Breathing was composed
The soul was in again
And Alone was the feeling

Alone came the night
With the peace of the day
Sitting by the side
Singing from its heart
The day showed the way
When Alone was the feeling

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey –