We have been taught from childhood days That the early bird catches the worm always So faced with an assignment we try to Get cracking on it right away, without ado We try to finish it and think no further Once the task is completed we don’t have to bother Success comes to those whoContinue reading “Merit in procrastination”
Author Archives: Docpoet
Restless..
My mind often wanders restlessly Tangled thoughts stretch endlessly While I find it difficult to define What actually rankles this soul of mine- Whatever I do never seems enough I feel impoverished in the midst of stuff I long to journey into lands distant Challenge everything to which society is resistant Create something beautiful and exquisite Carve anContinue reading “Restless..”
Dress-up
(Image sourcehttp://wheretoget.it/link/1244340) I had heard that you could be Anything that you wanted to be Provided you were sufficiently smart To dress appropriately for the part- As a young woman brimming with ambition I believed this saying and had a vision Of me achieving professional success Clad in an expensive designer dress While the formerContinue reading “Dress-up”
To my younger self
If I could go back in time and be an advisor To my younger self, now that I am wiser I know the first thing I would do Is teach her that she is beautiful too For this is how myself I now perceive But it would be hard to make her believe That theContinue reading “To my younger self”
An idea
He had an idea quite unconventional In a conservative environment, quite radical Ridiculed by all, projected to be A colossal failure, most certainly His family and friends expressed great concern Over his maverick ways, certain he would burn All of his meager savings in a flash Foolish it was to drown in this way hisContinue reading “An idea”
Drowning in excess
It seems to me that nowadays Most of us on most days Deal with excess in many ways Shuffling through a meaningless maze Of stuff- material goods of wide variety, Information on things affecting our society Food and wine to challenge sobriety- Excess everywhere-provoking anxiety.. ** While paradoxically, mostly everywhere There is a shortage of timeContinue reading “Drowning in excess”
The Exclamation Mark
Teaching my five year old one day To write sentences the proper way I asked him to end his sentence With a period, as would make sense He protested saying that he was excited So he would use an exclamation mark, he decided After that, any attempt to persuade him was futile He was excitedContinue reading “The Exclamation Mark”
Intuition
You contradict everything I say You use logic to demonstrate your way Where I come from, you may not know I have no tangible evidence to show But my gut instinct guides me always My intuition with me always stays So I can sense when things are not right This uncanny ability prepares me forContinue reading “Intuition”
Memory, the trickster
Memories are the architecture of our identity- Unknown Memories seared on the inside of my brain Recalled like a dormant pain, time and again Layered with the dust of distorted perception They play tricks on my mind, in clever deception Make me reminisce over past experiences In a new light, rekindle my quiescent senses Embellished enoughContinue reading “Memory, the trickster”
The best laid plans
He was a planner, what he wanted he knew He would never venture into something new Without planning for every predictable consequence Every outcome was preceded by events in a sequence That could be logically predicted, he would say He could not tell you when he last had an unplanned day Be it work, play, travel- hisContinue reading “The best laid plans”
The luxury I long for
The trouble is, you think you have time.- Buddha At the risk of being considered out of my mind- Let me tell you the treasure I’d like to find Of course it’s not money, that’s too obvious It’s not true love, though that would be a plus At the pinnacle of luxury sits in my opinionContinue reading “The luxury I long for”
Good girl
Be a “good girl” is all she had heard- It made sense, good is a virtuous word She did not know that being good came With strings attached, all the same The parameters of being good had much to do With her gender, though she lacked a clue For in her naive world-view good was defined ByContinue reading “Good girl”
