I think about this every single day Why did my life have to turn this way? Don’t get me wrong, I know I am in luck I am still alive, I am no longer stuck In the hellhole that my country has become Fortunate to get asylum are only some Here I am inContinue reading “Refugee”
Author Archives: Docpoet
Change of Heart X 2
I am here to share with you my history I am grateful for the lesson life has taught me To recount my story, finally I feel bold Because the consequences of it remaining untold Would weigh heavily on my rather fragile heart I am not proud of it, but let me start… Growing upContinue reading “Change of Heart X 2”
Life quantified
Everything in his life was getting quantified He loved numbers, this trend was justified He used various fitness apps on his phone What motivated him were numbers, and numbers alone- Of calories consumed, steps walked, miles ran To improve his life, he numerically tweaked his plans- To subtract calories, add physical activities, some more NoContinue reading “Life quantified”
Musings on Women’s Day
I wonder often, why in this age and day We need to celebrate women in this way On one day out of 365, as if the rest of the year We as a gender do not matter in the global sphere? Forgive me if I am harsh, but I find The need for a separateContinue reading “Musings on Women’s Day”
Tryst with Prayer
Was taught to fold my hands and pray When I was young, back in the day With eyes closed and barefoot In front of the various idols I stood With my hands folded, quite unsure If the couplet I whispered in Sanskrit pure Had in my life, any relevance at all Whether God wasContinue reading “Tryst with Prayer”
O’ elusive slumber..
‘Let me have men about me that sleep at night’ Said Julius Caesar, and by jove, he was quite right For blessed are the souls who can sleep A sound slumber, restorative and deep Those fortunate folks who are not tormented By demons of anxiety and such: I have often lamented My inability to sleepContinue reading “O’ elusive slumber..”
Victor, vanquished
I have often wondered what happened that day That made me behave in such an uncharacteristic way- Was I so jaded that my sensibilities were blurred Was I so disillusioned that it never occurred To me that on opposing sides were we Fighting for our respective causes, similarly Except. My army was the victor, yoursContinue reading “Victor, vanquished”
The Wandering Mind
“Let your mind wander in the pure and simple. Be one with the infinite. Let all things take their course. – Chuang Tzu” One of the lessons that I have been taught Is the value of focused industry, tinkering is not For maximal productivity, quite conducive Giving a hundred percent to your work is theContinue reading “The Wandering Mind”
The six yard wonder
“The six-yard wonder” refers to a saree/ sari, the traditional garment of India. Six yards of fabric draped around me Six yards of tradition and history Six yards of connection to my roots Rebelling against my boring dress and boots Six yards that make me travel back in time To the mirror in front ofContinue reading “The six yard wonder”
Translator
She loved words, this was no secret at all They played in her head, to her they called Voraciously she read, mostly in a language She had adopted to be active on a wider stage Well-versed was she in the vagaries Of English language, loved the imagery That brought alive in her head talesContinue reading “Translator”
Way to live
There are many ways to die She thought with a sigh- A swift, painless accident Or a fulfilled life coming to an end Or this- the agonizing, slow oozing Of life from within, the constant cruising Between crises, trying to find A respite from your body for the tired mind.. Such was her death sentence,Continue reading “Way to live”
A mother’s fear
As a mother my greatest fear Is to pass along to my child dear Everything that is flawed in me Twisted genes, bad habits, insecurities… I wish all that is in me undesirable Somehow is rendered unable To be transmitted to him, I wish somehow For a filter that would only allow Positive attributes ofContinue reading “A mother’s fear”
