I am a somewhat quirky nerd Wrapped in my cocoon in this world To be more social, I aspire To interact with more people is my desire * But small talk I cannot make Showing interest, I cannot fake So many things I find superfluous Or plain boring, there is much I can’t discuss *Continue reading “Humorless nerd”
Author Archives: Docpoet
Big picture success
Sometimes I wonder if I subconsciously Set myself up for failure-so cautiously Do I proceed that every hurdle serves to distract Me from my path, I easily get sidetracked The forest for the trees I miss completely The bull’s eye in the center I cannot see I get mired in inconsequential details In seeing theContinue reading “Big picture success”
Fit me with a book
I’m not making excuses, I admit freely That the hardest thing in the world for me Is to exercise, increase my physical activity Because I seem to have an inherent proclivity To be a couch potato, curl up with a book To sit or lie down, I can always find a nook I can easilyContinue reading “Fit me with a book”
I dream of writing..
There are times when myself I find Narrating my life’s mundane moments in my mind I find myself describing my day As if I am writing a chapter, in a way That I would talk to readers (imaginary) In language and style I perceive as literary.. * I do not yet have a story toContinue reading “I dream of writing..”
Song for a Revolution
(This poem refers to the Iranian protest anthem Baraye by Shervin Hajipour that was recently performed by the band Coldplay in Buenos Aires, Argentina and broadcast to the world). Music is meant to feed the soul Sometimes it expands outside this role Becoming an instrument of social protest A song, once sung, you cannot arrestContinue reading “Song for a Revolution”
To be exceptional….
When I was young, not yet prone to negativity I thought I was interesting, charismatic, witty I had audacious plans, I thought I could Be anyone I wanted to be, I fancied I would Travel the world and have a life storied The life of a multifaceted maverick I would lead.. * Maybe I wasContinue reading “To be exceptional….”
Quiescence…
Cells become quiescent, animals hibernate Life is punctuated by periods of dormant state, Therefore I should take a break and vegetate On my couch or my bed, daydream and ruminate Over the state of my life, my country, the world Let my mind wander as I lie comfortably curled Let my overburdened cells repair andContinue reading “Quiescence…”
Winnowing
Separate the chaff from the grain I remind myself of this analogy again Each day when at work and in life I face Information overload trying to jostle for space Within my mind, my capacity to process I fear decision paralysis from this excess I have to separate noise from data of relevance I getContinue reading “Winnowing”
Ancient wisdom, here I come
From an eastern culture pick an ancient practice Package and promote it as the newest way to acquire bliss Tell people who are in their lives stressed out How acquiring ancient wisdom can bring about Radical changes in the way they feel Make them calmer, less stressed, more even-keeled * Pronouncing foreign words with meaningsContinue reading “Ancient wisdom, here I come”
Not sophisticated..
I must admit that quite hard I have tried To make my writing appear erudite To exude sophistication in the content As well as its delivery is my lofty intent Each time I sit down to write, I fantasize About creating a masterpiece that wins a grand prize… * When I try to describe thingsContinue reading “Not sophisticated..”
My smiling grandma…
Why can’t you be like our grandmothers, he said They were content as long as the household was fed They existed inside those walls, devoid of ambition Immersed in household work, keeping alive cultural traditions Despite lack of independence, financial or otherwise They ran households, maintained close familial ties.. * Out of all the mythsContinue reading “My smiling grandma…”
I have not arrived..
Middle age is catching up to me, I believe I wonder when I would be able to achieve That “something” in my life that would raise My standing in my own eyes, let me garner praise From my inner critic, that keeps telling me To constantly improve, does not let me be Complacent, or contentContinue reading “I have not arrived..”
