Author Archives: Docpoet

It is time, I have realized For my identities to be reorganized To shuffle my various identities around Change up their order because I have not found Contentment in my primary identity as a professional That has become the default, but it is not intentional Because my professional identity has been the hardest to attainContinue reading “Identities”

The grass can be green on both sides Which green you want to claim, you have to decide * The shades of green vary to some extent After all the climate in both places is different You tend to the grass in either place, and it does grow Walking on a cushion of grass isContinue reading “Grass is Green Everywhere”

Sometimes it seemed my entire life I had waited for someone To give me permission to do what I wanted, but that person Was a mythical figure, no one had appeared To give me the needed permission or to allay my fears The outcomes had been either one of two- I found courage on myContinue reading “Permission”

She wakes up early, gets ready, and prepares Breakfast, packs lunch, every moment aware Of the ticking of the clock, trying not to get late For her morning meeting, oh how she does hate Walking in ten minutes after the start of the conference She has to drop children off to school, in her defenseContinue reading “Guilt”

The sculptor stands before a monolith and toils away Chipping away piece by piece, until one day A discernible form emerges from the block of stone A statue conceived in his mind alone Through a reductive process he creates A masterpiece that the world celebrates.. * My lived experiences constitute the monolith before me IContinue reading “Sculpting a Poem”

She did not realize when her outlet creative Morphed imperceptibly into a life performative.. * When she first started writing, her poems were meant For her eyes only, she had no intent Of sharing her innermost thoughts publicly She wrote in a private journal that no one else could see * After stumbling across socialContinue reading “Creative, not performative”

Introverted, emotional, quiet, sensitive These were some of the adjectives Used to describe her in her childhood Invisible, lonely, misunderstood In the dark corners she remained Her demeanor timid and restrained Life seemed in melancholy seeped As she suppressed her emotions deep * One day she discovered a brush and paints And her hidden sentimentsContinue reading “The Artist”

I lament that artificial intelligence can stunning images generate Write elegant poetry and prose, soul-stirring music create Can a mere human being have the audacity To compete with AI’s limitless capacity To master a new art form without the effort required Of a human being to achieve the excellence desired? * AI has access toContinue reading “When AI creates”

This is something I just realized I over-explain I over-apologize * Of past trauma These are signs But no traumatic event Comes to my mind * Over-anxious Hyper-vigilant This is the way My days are spent Classic fawn response A net search tells me If there was trauma I have no memory * I haveContinue reading “Trauma Response”

I just learnt that our ancestors would make Around 2500 decisions in a day, give or take While in our technology-fueled world now We take 35000 decisions in a day, which does not allow Adequate rest and rejuvenation for our overworked brains It is a miracle that most of us still stay sane! * EachContinue reading “Device-fueled decisions”

I start with great ideas, thinking the enthusiasm would last And get stuck in the murky middle just as fast… * So many projects come to my mind every day I embark upon some but invariably along the way I end up abandoning them because time I lack Or they seem so complicated that IContinue reading “Murky Middle”

At a fair I came across a method of divination unknown to me There was a stall full of cheeses, devoted to tyromancy.. * I entered the stall, looking for an edible treat But the cheeses on display one could not eat A wide variety of cheeses you could find But the purpose behind themContinue reading “Say cheese..”