Feeling of the beach

 Crashing on the shores,

or having gradual spill,

surrounding filled with sounds

of its never ending rumblings.

A constant flow of breeze,

might also bring stronger winds,

from gentle sways to forceful bending,

could be seen in every things.

Even the disheveled hair,

the salty and sticky air,

doesn't stop the craving,

of visiting here for sightseeing. 

Taking a stroll in bare feets,

experiencing the wetness in sole,

the fine sand that slowly sinks,

submerged within the coming splashes.

Then there's stony embankment,

acting as a perfect resting place,

facing the strong gust of wind,

listening to the voice of the sea.

These waves, are just like life,

ever-changing, yet the same,

as I embrace this wonderful feeling,

getting mesmerized in the rhythm.

Stoicism

 This world is filled with chaos,

of anxieties and insatiable desires,

with uncertanities and hardships,

of betrayals and many sufferings,

that affects us adversely.

Things that can't be controlled,

situations we have to face,

our reactions to these stimulus,

would make us understand...

there's a limit to our tolerance. 

If we keep hoping for the best,

working hard for future happiness,

as if running this rat race,

of dreading failures and wishing success, 

where any setbacks makes us frustrated. 

Money is an essential commodity, 

nothing wrong in becoming wealthy, 

but blind chase of material possession, 

might cause us to lose directions,

making us unhappy and unsatisfied. 

To derive joy in our pursuit,

need to enjoy the process, 

be alright with not getting things,

neither depending on achievements,

to experience happiness and comfort. 

Being detached with the outcomes,

indifferent to things happening around us,

focusing on disciplining our emotions,

and controlling our daily reactions,

through humility and good virtue.

This is the wisdom from old times,

to free us from chaos of the world,

as it shows the path to choose,

when societal pressures overwhelm us,

providing an everlasting peace of mind.

Bamboo lane

 Walking through this rugged terrain,

I came across a bamboo lane,

so tall, even eyes couldn't see,

yet some bends to be within reach.

I admired these long trees,

or thick grass, it could be,

few whispers here, some rustle there,

with their sway in gentle breeze.

As I walked on those path,

welcomed by these bamboo plants

either single or in groves,

laden with countless leaves.

A sweet fragrance emanating,

the stroll was heart pleasing,

as the songbirds singing on branches,

spreading joyful melodies over the surface.

The sun shines down the lane,

creating a dappled pattern on ground,

some ants circling through its roots,

over the thin leaves scattered around.

For a moment, I was immersed,

in the ambience of the place,

all the troubles or stress,

simply vanished from my mind.

It was indeed a magical place,

walking through the bamboo lane,

few whispers here, and rustle there,

and a welcoming tall grass tree.

Within you, within me

Hear the voice,

calling of the innermost place,

within you, within me....

Try to ignore, or avoid,

the warnings or signs,

at what cost, our time?

So, listen when there's need,

even if a whisper or a scream,

within you, within me...

Work it out, or share,

for support or helpful ears,

to let out, to heal.

Bottling it up won't work,

can't choose the place when erupts,

within you, within me...

Bringing the hurt, and pain,

slowly poisoning mind, leaving stains,

damaging ourselves, and relationships forever.

So, hear the voice,

hiding deep within the heart,

pricking, pressing, forming the scars...

Life has good things to offer,

accept with open arms, bring happiness,

within you, within me.

Let them sleep

Let them sleep,

on the streets,

be cautious not to startle,

or stumbled with your feet. 

The rough, rugged roads,

with dirt, wastes been thrown,

are acting like an oasis,

for these orphaned lives. 

They just want peace,

a place to call home,

to rest their tired bodies,

after day full of scavenging. 

They are life of street,

rewarded occasionally with petting,

while being abused and beaten,

if angered the human being. 

so be considerate, when you see,

these free living creatures...

provide them with some support,

be it dogs, cats or bovine animals.

Hunger

It's a gnawing pain,

that drive us insane,

forcing to take action,

to pull up it's rein. 

When afflicted with poverty,

and left without resources,

its battle for everyday meal,

to survive by any means. 

It's presence is scorned,

being seen with pity,

Yet there are places,

it's an auspicious feeling. 

As a mean to show devotion,

used in prayers and meditation, 

the path of the pious,

is through some ritualistic fasting. 

Then there's the diseased, 

a consequence of one's greed,

to seek it as a therapy,

for prolonging their living. 

But it's also a word of literature, 

arousing thoughts through motivation,

to develop passion and desires,

a path to success that we aspire. 

It's indeed a part of life,

having it's values and significance, 

for individual growth or social changes,

and guiding policies of the nations.

Sleep my dear

 Sleep my dear,

when worries are near,

don't get anxious,

counting the stars...

The stillness of night,

darkness of the surroundings,

will be exciting on somedays,

but would tire the mind one day.

Sleep my dear,

there's no fear,

for I would be there...

laying besides you.

Let go of your pain,

stop doing all the overthinking,

be hopeful of the future,

tomorrow is a brand new day.

The rays of moonlight,

coming from the window,

will be your companion,

till you dive to your slumber.

You deserve the rest,

heal from the fatigue,

reward yourself some moments...

till the arrival of sunrise.

All that glimmers

All that glimmers,

is not a dream stage,

yet we were hypnotized, 

by its beauty and grace.

Too much of a sparkle,

might make us blind,

ignoring what's important,

seeking an impossible sight.

The setbacks and obstacles, 

disheartened with the failures,

all the goodness and positivity,

transforms into sadness and gloom.

It's this stage of hurt and pain,

something that's not in our hands,

gives rise to grudges and complains,

our envy causing the resentments. 

Limited desires of old times,

it was more easier to survive,

now is the age of globalization, 

been aware of things worldwide. 

With each passing information,

enriching us with knowledge, 

there are also the false hopes,

lurking somewhere to break our dreams.

Mindless browsing

 As I lie, holding my smart phone,

my mind adrift, A million thoughts,

I click and scroll, I click and scroll,

my eyes a blur, thoughts uncontrolled. 

I browse the network, I see them all,

from far and wide, from near and small,

I see the good, I see the bad,

I feel happy, I feel sad. 

I see the world, I see them all, 

but none of it is real at all,

it's just a screen, it's just a dream, 

it's a mindless waste of time. 

But still I browse, I still scroll, 

I can't help myself, I can't control. 

I'm trapped in this world, this endless sea, 

of thoughtless browsing, of mindless glee. 

I'm lost, I'm trapped, I'm all alone, 

it's like being a mindless drone, 

I am just a number, I'm just a cog, 

in this great, big, senseless machine. 

So let's all browse, let's all scroll, 

let's all lose ourselves in this endless hole. 

let's all be mindless, let's all be drones, 

in the great, big, mindless machine. 

** An experimental poetry with help from Google bard. :)

Health is precious

 The greatest of tragedy,

Is to sacrifice our health,

For any kind of perceived happiness.

A healthy poor is far richer than a sick wealthy person.

Fever dream

Coming down my bed,

caressing through my skin,

you bowed, to get closer. 

With a pleasant smile, 

adjusting falling hair strands,

You hold, my face in your hand. 

Calling my name,

lighting up the flame,

you know, what I need.

Playing this game,

some teasing and shame,

there's more, from where it's coming. 

Like a fever dream,

it sparked my desires,

as I pulled you nearer.

Looking into your eyes,

touching and playing,

all over the body. 

Don't stop me,

let's dive deeper,

connect to the soul.

Call me crazy,

heat of the moment,

but for me, it's also love. 

As we got high,

burning from inside,

I woke up, sweating... 

And you are gone,

place was still unoccupied, 

for, I was lying alone. 

Uniformity or Diversity

 Uniformity,

the feeling of oneness,

be it family or society,

that act as a glue,

to bring out conformity.

It's a necessity, 

to create stability, 

acting as a guidepost,

creating the eligibility, 

for bringing the civility.

Diversity,

promoted by the individuality, 

seeking freedom and originality,

as a rebellion to rigidity, 

developed in the society.

Promoting the spontaneity, 

of the thoughts and actions,

bringing out innovations and creativity,

breaking down the monotonousity, 

of the older generation's inflexibility. 

So, what should we value? 

which path to follow,

for each brings on table,

it's advantages and disadvantages.

Practicing discipline or diligence, 

keeping things in balance,

or be unrestricted and independent,

devoid of any dutiies and responsibilities.

Protect our ocean

Ours is a blue planet,

covered with vast oceans,

being reservoirs of most water,

and birthplace of all lifeform.

As a protector and preserver,

it maintains our pleasant weather,

bringing clouds and monsoons,

sometimes a bit harsh cyclones.

From the beautiful coral reefs,

surrounded by colorful aquatic animals,

to the fishes, turtles, and whales,

they display their magnificent ecosystems.

Swimming freely in underwater world,

with restricted sunlight and high pressures,

they still developed enough capacities, 

by enjoying the fruit of evolution. 

But now everyone have to struggle,

it's biodiversities along with the oceans,

for, we as an ignorant species, 

brought disharmony and imbalance. 

Polluting it with plastics and waste products,

overfishing them to brink of extinction, 

even uncontrolled activities on the land,

brought global warming and ocean acidification. 

In the quest of power and control,

using weapon of destruction as tool,

and then excuses for development, 

causing damages to fragile ecosystem. 

Not a single country can change,

this needs an uniform effort,

to make everyone accountable, 

for their abuse of the oceans.

Ocean is vast, serene and free,

no one has the right to own it,

let us hope the world powers,

protect it from exploitations.

Curiosity

The desire to learn,

things that's unknown, 

a yearning to explore,

mysteries of the world.

The secrets hidden from eyes,

calling us with its seductive cries,

so we extend our hands,

to uncover its multiple layers.

Even in our daily lives,

we seek what others hide, 

be it any conversations or meetings,

being made without us knowing.

To quench this unresolved thirst,

and cure this bottomless hunger,

we embark in dangerous endeavors, 

to experience this thrill of adventure.

Some may fall to sleepless nights,

seeking something to throw the lights,

to have the satisfaction of knowing, 

when they clear the puzzles of mind.

It's been part of us as we grew,

learning and creating our worldview,

it's indeed a powerful emotion, 

driving us to our destination.

So, let's embrace this amazing feeling,

evolving our intellect through the dealings,

discover many more new things...

unraveling through our curiosities. 

Let me pull the covers

 Let me pull the covers,

shielding my eyes from the brightness,

let me plug my ears,

blocking the noises that break the silence. 

Even then, some rays of light,

peek from the gaps of the corner,

and from these muted sounds,

voices sneak in as muffled whispers. 

So, it enters into my mind,

bringing all it's stimulus, 

I tried to ignore, and to avoid,

but it break through my indolence. 

As it showed me the scenes,

that were once in my dreams,

through other's eyes and voices,

with their smiles and laughters. 

The stories that were created,

shared with joy and excitement,

pulling me in, pushing me down,

through their every experience. 

So, let me pull the covers,

as I go back to hibernation, 

wake me up when spring comes,

bringing the bounties of the season.

Lets work together

 This beautiful blue planet,

a place we call home,

nurturing for millions of years,

all the delicate life forms. 

Earth, the strong protective mother,

can also be fragile at times,

with all these destructive activities, 

might struggle to keep the balance. 

No place has remained untouched, 

by consequences of human interference,

facing some kind of pollution, 

be it the land, sea or the sky. 

The beautiful hills and snowclad mountains,

the tranquil lakes and mighty rivers,

be the picturesque seas or vast oceans, 

every elements needs our attention. 

This ecosystem and biodiversity, 

established from years of evolution, 

be the animals or the vegetations,

each entwined with our existence. 

Spread the voices and take action,

plant trees, and stop deforestation, 

stop using plastics, have better alternatives,

avoid fossil fuel, try renewables. 

Promote local and organic products,

there are ways, we can contribute,

so, let's work together, hand in hand,

to create a sustainable future. 

Mirror

A mirror stands on the wall,

displaying the person I really am,

or is it a facade or a mask,

hiding the true nature, if you ask. 

The mirror reflects back our image,

displaying the one we want for ourselves,

But it's not always been truthful and kind,

making us confront our flaws or lies. 

Influenced by our thoughts and dreams,

it might show us some sweet lies,

when faced with insecurities and fears,

show us as ugly, unworthy and alone. 

It can show our true potential, 

be the friend supporting our desires, 

giving us the push that we need,

so that with courage, we face the life. 

It all depends on how we use it,

as a tool, or an opportunity,

when we look at the humble mirror, 

and let our transformation to begin.