Author Archives: Docpoet

A parcel arrived at my doorstep, quite unexpectedly I smelled it before I saw it and I knew instantly That the package contained mangoes achingly sweet Alphonso mangoes that had ripened in the scorching heat Of parental love, mangoes were the epitome My in-laws had gone to great lengths to send these mangoes to meContinue reading “Mango as a Metaphor”

Tens of lines started, and tens of lines erased Writer’s block has its ugly head raised It has been an hour of staring at a screen But incapable of writing a verse I have been In this past hour, I’ve been desperately trying to find A subject that generates some curiosity in my mind ButContinue reading “Staring at a blank Screen”

In the world that is to come Your most prized possession your attention shall become * There are powerful forces at play Trying to snatch your attention away Each time at your smartphone you glance You give the unscrupulous corporate world a chance To take complete control of your attention Keeping you addicted is theirContinue reading “Your Precious Attention”

(A large data center is being built in the aid region of New Mexico, this is the subject of the poem) The land is parched, the trees are dying The river is mostly sand, its aquifers are drying But the inexorable march of technology continues here A massive data center is being built, inciting fearContinue reading “Who needs water?”

You should not judge a book by its cover, but what about judging a book By its opening line that has the ability to get you hooked A cryptic, odd, bizarre or thought-provoking line Or one that sends a shiver down your spine A line so intriguing that it draws you into the story AContinue reading “Judge by the first line”

When I’m at a loss for ideas, writing prompts I do not use Ideas for my daily writing practice I try to choose From my experiences, or the news stories I read Using a prompt feels like I am trying to spoon-feed The writer in me, by giving it material ready-made I doubt I wouldContinue reading “Writing Prompts”

A subtle nudge the universe seems to be giving me These days, wherever I look, something about morning pages I see * For the uninitiated, morning pages is a daily writing habit where you pour Your stream-of-consciousness thoughts onto three pages every morning before You’ve had a chance to begin your actual day This journalisticContinue reading “Morning Pages- Are they for me?”

I have gone from failure to failure still searching for success What I have achieved consistently feels less Than what I intended to accomplish by this age My life seems to have stagnated at a stage Where I am neither able to move forward nor make a U-turn To disregard my existing skill-set and somethingContinue reading “In Search of Success”

I read an article with a title rather provocative It was about reading that has become performative In the contemporary world where everyone engages In scrolling on social media, to be engrossed in the pages Of a physical book is perceived as something that sets one apart An aura of intelligence to the reader itContinue reading “Performative Reading”

Each time I begin to write I fear That my writing would “subpar” appear That it would be boring, childish, unworthy of being read That I should focus my energies on something else instead But then I remember that despite the seemingly crippling fear To a writing routine I have been able to adhere DespiteContinue reading “The Fear”

I almost never write on paper, I just type everything out Or use voice notes, a convenience these days I cannot do without If I pick up a pen, it is either to draw or to sign my name My penmanship has deteriorated, for which my profession is partly to blame Sometimes I scribble notesContinue reading “Writing with pen and paper”

I already feel vulnerable as I sit down to write this I have difficulty finding the right word that fits What I am trying to communicate, often this happens mid-sentence I just trail off, hoping the other person would get the essence Of what I am saying or complete the sentence for me I amContinue reading “The Right Word”