Author Archives: Docpoet

Why is it that each time I try to look For something specific in a nook Of my home that seems to have cavernous space I never find what I need, but in its place I find a smattering of things that forgotten lie Tools, trinkets, jewelry, pretty much anything under the sky I amContinue reading “Stuff, forgotten”

When I want to give a reply tongue-in-cheek It is a blessing when I don’t have to speak I type a text message or e-mail with a snarky bent I am often passive-aggressive or sarcastic in my comment The act of typing words reflecting my annoyance Calms down my irritation, makes my impertinence Evident toContinue reading “Rein in the sarcasm..”

There’s a situation I cannot change, I know Yet worry creeps up on me, stealthily so I cannot concentrate, I cannot work Despite having no desire to shirk My responsibilities, anxiety does not allow Me to fulfill them, I become nonproductive somehow As my awake moments are spent in futile worry Life passes me by,Continue reading “Worry”

Let me tell you something I’ve realized to be true If you want to see people at their happiest this is what you should do Find out about their area of passion Regarding that subject, initiate a discussion Watch their faces light up, their voices get animated As they expound on their subject until theyContinue reading “What lights a spark in you?”

I would write, and then delete Everything I had written, I would repeat The process because my writing seemed to be Too simplistic, too flawed, too imperfect to me It was a major opportunity, an important project Therefore I wanted every detail to be perfect Except, The deadline approached, my work remained incomplete The pursuitContinue reading “Not so perfect”

(Because every story matters..) I live on the fringes, I have a story That I want to tell, but doubt overtakes me It resembles nothing in the culture mainstream Strange and unfamiliar to most people it would seem There are ordeals that I have faced Because in this society I am out of place WouldContinue reading “Someone Like Me”

Here is something interesting I read- Don’t take your mind too seriously- it said I was simultaneously intrigued and amused I wondered how my mind would be used Effectively if I did not take my thoughts Seriously, how would solutions to problems be brought Before me, if I did not listen to my precious brain?Continue reading “Don’t take your mind seriously…”

I instruct my son on completing his assignment efficiently Expecting him to obey me, assuming that he Needs direction to complete it to the satisfaction Of adults, including his teacher, without any distractions This is an assignment that is trying to test His imagination, but instead of encouraging his interest I am trying to curtailContinue reading “Teach me, my boy..”

As a young girl I read voraciously About people in different lands, never did I see A character whose life was similar to mine Even in books from my country, I did not find Someone like me represented, if I were to guess Middle-class studious girls weren’t material for a book’s success I learnt toContinue reading “Can I inhabit a book?”

Challenges tend to scare me, I must say From most challenges, I simply run away But the National Blog Posting Month doable appeared So without announcing it (because of fear) To post on my blog daily I resolved It was an ambitious project that involved Coming up with thirty ideas and getting in the flowContinue reading “National Blog Posting Month (NaBloPoMo) completed!”

Focus- that elusive element I am trying to find To stop random perambulations of my mind My thoughts and emotions are on a roller-coaster ride How do I quieten the chaotic environment inside Something is bothering me, but I cannot say What it is that has me feeling this way There are various stimuli distractingContinue reading “Focus…”

If at first I don’t succeed, I try again My work is not neat, and it causes me pain So I try to improve, to be more attentive To the work at hand, my best I try to give I work efficiently, but orderliness is not my strong trait I long to make my surroundingsContinue reading “Neatness is not my cup of tea…”