I am searching desperately All I want is to see A silver lining to the cloud grey That has hovered over me all day I want a little something to redeem This day which particularly trying does seem I simply need one positive sign To bring some peace to my overcharged mind * I amContinue reading “My silver lining”
Category Archives: musings
When opportunity knocks..
What I did accomplish versus what I could have done Keeps raising its unpleasant head, this question If only I could have in my abilities believed I could have taken more risks, much more achieved Or even if I did not end up achieving much at all I would have had a more storied life,Continue reading “When opportunity knocks..”
A dose of inspiration
I look for inspiration everywhere around me I thrive on short bursts of creativity That intercept the mundane work that I do Things of beauty let me get through Dull days, with unwavering routines The mere sight of a sunset pristine On my drive back home is often enough To offset the rigors of aContinue reading “A dose of inspiration”
Order is not my cup of tea..
I seem to run, sprint or roll down hills In frenzied attempts to fulfill All the responsibilities that are mine I make half-hearted attempts to streamline All the tasks that I have to complete I try to be organized, but cannot defeat My inherent proclivity to be disorganized After many years, I’ve finally realized ThatContinue reading “Order is not my cup of tea..”
The unforgiving minute
“If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run” I read this poem long ago, and took these lines To heart, to find my place under the sun I needed to be industrious, fill each minute available to me With 60 seconds’ worth of work performed diligently Thus began myContinue reading “The unforgiving minute”
Let me open the window in the center of my chest..
“Stop the words now. Open the window in the center of your chest and let the spirits fly in and out.” -Rumi Let me stop listening to the buzz in my ears Repetitively playing sounds from past years Let me not over bygone moments ruminate Let me clear past thoughts, start from a blank slateContinue reading “Let me open the window in the center of my chest..”
In favor of the 9 to 5 job..
Sometimes I wonder if the concept Of not having a 9-to-5 job has been overstretched Social media is full of true stories (or hyperbole) Of people who were sinking deeper into rabbit holes Of demanding jobs; facing burnout- But from rooftops (literally) they shout How they followed their passions and now Their social media influencerContinue reading “In favor of the 9 to 5 job..”
Esoteric Art
Why is art so esoteric? * Occupying a pedestal high Inscrutable to the untrained eye Understood by an erudite minority Expounded by self-appointed authorities * If any form of artistic expression Is not beyond the comprehension Of a lay person, if it can be appreciated By anyone, its value is tremendously depreciated After all, greatContinue reading “Esoteric Art”
Take a deep breath…
Take a deep breath- you were told As you watched your anxieties unfold You focused on your breath, in and out As you registered your inner voice shout In anger and frustration, you let it ricochet Inhaled and exhaled, watched your anxiety melt away.. * Through breath after precious breath, life flows You focus onContinue reading “Take a deep breath…”
Climb
At first I was climbing, Up a rope I crept Sometimes l slipped a bit I was not adept But the climb I continued I stuck to it tenaciously Because I wanted to reach A spot high enough for me So I could find my wings and fly Into the vastness of the sky *Continue reading “Climb”
The greener grass
Wasn’t the grass greener on the other side? Or was it my brain that to me had lied Or was my vision altered in such a way That distant colors appeared brighter that day Whatever it was, I certainly believed That the truth was what my eyes had perceived And the greener shade of grassContinue reading “The greener grass”
In a summer state of mind..
In winter, I dream of an endless summer… when I dream of summer, I dream of an Indian summer… (Painting of a mango tree by my son) Ah the taste of summer! The succulence of mangoes The sweetness playing on the tongue As it tries to replace The sandy grittiness of the “loo” Watermelons blandContinue reading “In a summer state of mind..”
