Author Archives: Docpoet

I think of myself as someone Who solves problems as they come In to the issue at hand I immerse Myself headlong, before things get worse I want to find a workable solution Using my knowledge, skills and intuition.. ** I used to think of all problems as simply Challenges to be faced undauntedly IContinue reading “In search of solutions..”

In my orbit people happen to be Type A personalities, overachievers mostly I am one of them, I must state We like a thousand things on our plate On the thrill of accomplishment we thrive Working tirelessly, motivated by inner drive We take pride in how much we can do In a short period ofContinue reading “Finding my Tempo Giusto- Part 4. Going Slow..”

A globetrotting traveler I have always aspired to be Waking up in a new time zone is appealing to me Unique travel experiences I’d love to accumulate To make more versatile my limited palate Since my dreams of travel and schedules were widely divergent My travels were fast-paced, it was my intent To sample asContinue reading “Finding My Tempo Giusto- Part 3. Travel in the Flow”

As an aspiring fashionista I wanted new clothes and shoes Shopping for them was a way to drive away the blues I would wear things once and put away Clothes that did not then see the light of the day For days, months, even years, I confess I dressed for pleasure, I dressed to impressContinue reading “Finding my Tempo Giusto- Part 2. Say No to the (New) Dress!”

As with many other people around the world, the COVID-19 pandemic brought my whirlwind life to a pause, and led me to re-examine my priorities in life. Sometimes deliberately, sometimes out of necessity, I began to embrace a slower pace of life. This is the first in a series that I plan to write aboutContinue reading “Finding my Tempo Giusto-Part 1. Slow Food”

My reality is not your reality My battles from yours are different too My guilty pleasures, my smoldering tears Do not exist to be judged by you * The script of my life is not your script Our scripts are penned on pages separate Some words, some lines did intersect That’s why we met, asContinue reading “The Illegible Scrawl of my Life”

Drop your expectations when you go out Needless aggravation you can do without You know somehow some fault someone would find That someone’s criticism would play havoc with your mind Maybe you would start second-guessing Maybe you would start obsessing Over the bold color of your lipstick or your inappropriate outfit Or the late hourContinue reading “Someone said something..”

I was the poster child for diligence Praised for my academic excellence Effortlessly I seemed to sail through School, college, (apparently) life too In my limited world-view I came to believe I would be successful, I was destined to achieve My goals in life- I am also embarrassed to admit I thought I would notContinue reading “Let Me Fail..”

You know I’m able to successfully keep hidden My innermost desires and aspirations From all my family members and friends But the place I turn to for my inspiration Has spies to watch everything I search All the search engines and social media sites seem to conspire To nudge me towards my dreams, aid meContinue reading “Who knows me the best?”

As I grow older, hopefully I grow wiser too My youth was focused on consumption, I blew My hard-earned money on accumulating possessions Eating out, buying bright new stuff was an obsession Prevalent consumerism supported these pursuits of mine I purchased and consumed, per the economists’ designs.. ** Driven by consumerism, gradually I began toContinue reading “Conscious Consumption”

Meticulously planned Thoroughly researched Contingencies included Alternatives explored Itineraries drawn Every i dotted Every t crossed * Fluid plans Moving targets Spur of the moment Spontaneous decisions Going off the grid Taking the road not taken Adventure the operative word..

The magic of storytelling I well understand I’m waiting for God’s mysterious hand To work wonders on my imagination in such a way That I can pen a groundbreaking story one day Everyone has a story, so I am told Random ideas in my head I hope would unfold And reorganize in to a storyContinue reading “Confessions of a wannabe writer”