We move into new placesWe touch new experiencesBe there a rhyme or reason,to fix a crunch or just rise…It is the factual physical journey. We often meet others,some alike, some contraryWe could be decisiveyet feel unsettledWe could feel committedyet feel desperate…Emotional journey is complex. We let the mind drive and buildconstructs of infinite forms,A dream,…
CategoryPoetry
Vagaries of Chaos
Within the realms of art,there’s crisscross of lines,a mishmash of colors. Beholder partakes a journeyof absolute normal.Normal is an illusion.What is normal for one,is mayhem for the other.Imagination dawns with no order,grows with limitless liberty,transcends and lives with chaos Butterfly…a symbol of nature,an epitome of beauty,is chiseled with symmetry.Yet Butterfly Effect…a result of small causes,an…
T(ouch!)
It was six months ago, at the dawn of new year,I wrote – this year might be rather uniqueWhile that was an intuition within numerical optics,Boy…in hindight it did turn out quirky Waves of adversity swept ashore,drowning every city, every cultureLikes of which the modern society,may have never dared to fathom before May the cause…
2020
Quoting an enlightened soul – “In human experience, the time that planet Earth takes to revolve around the sun is a way to guage what we are doing in this world.” Every one hundred and one spins around sun, mother Earth propels us into a new year, of unique number scheme… The onset of last…
Through Absence
In the rising of a formidable antagonist, that the power of a protagonist has value; whatsoever be its physical or philosophical stature. It is omnipresent, and most often taken for granted just by us, Humans… Only when plunged – even couple feet deep – under water; that we dearly miss air. They aren’t abundant, but…
Abiding Brilliance
Life is… about forming habits; good or bad, is one’s own choice; Life is also… about holding virtues; highest or lowest, it’s known what ain’t a vice; Life is, more often… doing actions and reactions; former is rarely proactive, latter is mostly instinctive… An actor bears the burden, of forming, holding, and doing; one more…
Writer’s Block
A bottomless down,to a prior sky-high up…A tide that soared,quietly crashed into shore…Like the orange and purple horizon,gobbling up the sun,hour by hour,just to devour… Paper would stare,pen wouldn’t dare,Minutes would tick,cursor would just blink;There’s a moat betweenthem and you! May you dare to jump,might you build a bridge;You can’t fail to hear,their one anthem… …
Silence
It isn’t void, it’s full of answers… It is the slumber, that nourishes wisdom… It is a moat, yet it connects souls… It might seem vacuum, yet is a great source of strength… It can express pain, it can offer ignorance… It can be mistook, but can never be misquoted… It can be the amplifier,…
Line, wave, and axis
You’re a surfer, riding waves day and night… Some towering, some calming Some gentle, some brutal… You ride with pride You’re a zestful surfer… You’re a thinker Thoughts usher when it’s sun or moon… Some stirring, some uninspiring Some moving, some stalling.. You think and not blink You’re a hopeless thinker… You’re an emotional Feelings…
Live(d)
I would have been – an Olympic medalist making my country proud; a doctor finding a pressing cure; an engineer building pioneering technology; I would have been – a caring nurse supporting you in geriatry; a daring firefighter saving my community; a scientist discovering next source of energy; a passionate teacher shaping young minds I…
Wheels on the Street
The town was small and quiet, its pulse was tall and vibrant. It was nestled in a valley of sorts, with the hills around bouncing off the heat, a cleft where clouds could pause to rest. A cozy two-storied brick and concrete house, tucked-in at one end of a dusty winding street. At other end…