On the canvas of imagination

 On the canvas of imagination,

I paint my unfulfilled desires,

with a brush dipped in dreams,

creating a vibrant, colorful painting. 

In the realm of my mind, 

the home to infinite possibilities, 

like a fertile ground to grow,

and let my spirit flow...freely. 

Here I can live occasionally, 

reliving moments, connecting emotionally,

I would mend the broken heart,

filling pieces with goodness and hope. 

In this world of disappointments, 

the constraints of physical domain,

imagination comes as my savior,

providing me help and guidance. 

Away from the prying eyes,

judging and correcting mistakes,

pushing shame, guilt of actions,

that influences many interactions. 

As an innocent child, or a wise person,

making many scenarios in my head,

building life, that would be interesting, 

with every means at my disposal. 

To bring some unnatural things,

that excites, are awe-inspiring,

or indulge in guilty pleasures,

that would be unspeakable otherwise. 

Imagination, our treasured friend,

walking together, hand in hand,

a chance to escape from reality,

plan for some wonderful experiences. 

Anything and everything, in my reach,

within the expanse of its borders,

from gray shades to kaleidoscopic emotions,

I would paint them all...in this canvas of imagination.

Dreaming of you

Let me fall for you, my dear,

your beauty is like seasons' flair,

let me savor these moments,

that are radiated with your grace. 

The beauty gleams, in winter's embrace,

falling from the sky, those soft snowflakes, 

your lips like roses, sweet and tender,

eyes like jewels, captivating my soul. 

Our love unfolds, with spring's arrival, 

as we become bold, in our calls,

your gentle touch, make heart flutter,

the fragrance, heightens my senses. 

Our love ignites, in summer blooms,

when desires rose the temperature, 

and we give into the temptations,

let our passion take the control. 

Our bond strengthens, in autumn hues,

I make promises of eternal love,

for, my affection is forever true,

and I will always cherish you. 

Your memories still brighten my days,

as I wait for us to unite someday,

when I see that smile, like a sunshine,

capturing gaze, warming my heart. 

Till then, I would dream and sigh,

watching falling raindrops from the sky,

in passing drizzle, the occasional thunder,

bringing back the reality, to my attention. 

Blank

Blank, a clear state,

not a single thought,

delivered to my brain.

It does put me in a bind,

when tried with focused mind,

couldn't even put a dent. 

Is the lack of stimulus,

that led to ceased work,

as a mark of a protest.

For, it had been busy, 

now it's a bit too fatigued, 

being pushed to the limits. 

Multiple exposures of information,

filled the vessel to the brink,

leaving no space for experiments. 

Now, it's taking time to upload,

while I wait with my eyes closed,

to find opportunities to manifest. 

Everything needs a proper approach,

conductive environment and exposures,

to bring out the best of us.

Yet, I make those mistakes,

too occupied in my amusements,

to provide proper attention to the craft. 

Blank, there's nothing, 

a lot can be added with researching, 

to find a way to convey feelings. 

It takes sincere commitment,

without excuses or lack of interest,

to bring out the flow from within.

Holi celebration in my childhood

"A festival of colors,

celebrating arrival of spring,

also symbolizes love & friendship,

a playful, yet divine love story." 

followed by many generations,

an opportunity, to be together,

yet, things changes with time,

from social or personal compulsions. 

And I went down in memory lanes,

reminiscenting my childhood days,

waiting impatiently for this moment,

playing our Holi, in full fervor. 

With no distractions and obligations, 

communities too accepting this culture,

we had no distinction or comparision,

be it our friends, families or strangers. 

We prepared with dry colors,

filled water balloons, made things better,

running around, smearing on faces,

or threw balloons over the passersby. 

Even in our mock fightings,

being competitive in our smudging,

if things ever get more heated,

we would shout...

Don't feel bad, it's Holi !! 

Getting tired of all running,

we return for some snacking,

with poori, bhajiya, vada and dosa,

with mouth watering sweet dumplings*. 

(* Gujia and Gulab Jamun) 

It was those moments of gatherings,

where neighbor met, sharing greetings,

the atmosphere felt joyful and ecstatic, 

forever remaining etched, in heart & mind. 

A very happy Holi to everyone. :)

Blinded by generalizations

We have come to a situation, 

that's repressive or raising tension,

blinding us from the realities, 

under the curtains of generalizations. 

By passing our quick judgments, 

putting labels on other's identities, 

we reduce those complex individuals,

into a face of simple designations. 

In the guise of justified actions,

adorning an air of superiority, 

we create prejudice and stereotypes, 

favor opinions into our assumptions. 

By limiting ourselves in our world,

we miss the chance for a connection, 

learn something by opening ourselves, 

to different outlook or broaden perception. 

The world is slowly getting poisoned, 

by the promotion of this toxic condition,

ignoring perspectives and experiences,

infusing hatred, clouding our vision. 

So let's break free of harmful generalizations, 

embrace the diversity, without reservations, 

for, when we see other's individuality,

we create a world more just and equitable...

Where everyone truly thrives. 

Don't get disheartened

Don't get disheartened, my friend,

having a feeling of unfulfilled wants,

and a world that shines too bright,

pushing you slowly to the background. 

With every stumble, you continued,

even in the fall, you stood firm,

now is not the time to feel sad,

complain or regret the lost cause. 

Don't get disheartened, my friend,

by the achievements of close ones,

facing the hurdles of comparison,

to be seen less of a person. 

For, efforts were being rewarded, 

it's better to celebrate their success, 

to be part of the joyous occasions,

might give you some cues and lessons. 

Don't get disheartened, my friend,

for the delays that could happen,

not everyone get the ideal start,

it's the quality of journey, that brings fulfillment. 

Let there be hope in your thought,

let there be goodwill in your wishes,

don't feel guilty of having envy,

for their positions and accomplishments. 

So, don't get disheartened, 

keep head high, you are doing great, 

seek happiness in every interaction, 

nurture the virtue of perseverance. 

On the corners of the road

On the corners of the road,

around the structures men built,

where concrete reigns supreme,

there lies many tiny beings. 

With broken patches, sandy bases,

where dust starts settling up,

lies the wild plants, leaves of grass,

finding their dwelling through resilience. 

With slender stems, thinner roots,

they reach sky, expand into ground,

their strength defies all the odds,

displaying the beauty of the nature. 

The dandelion's golden crown, 

the clover's purple bloom, 

and daisy's delicate white face, 

on the pedestals and pavement edges. 

Dancing with every passing breeze, 

they would sing with a gentle sigh, 

enjoying sun warmth, wetness of rain,

wishing to not be crushed by passersby. 

Let us take a moment and marvel at,

so-called weeds, these humble inhabitant,

that thrive in these corners and patches. 

in their display of hope and resilience.

An immortal scholar

With ancient wisdom in his eyes,

the melancholic scholar softly sighs,

observing the terrain from the high,

contemplating, if it was better to die. 

Through centuries, he's roamed the earth, unraveling the mysteries of the world,

from ancient tombs to starry skies,

the boundless curiosity made him wise. 

In distant lands, he had learned from sages,

unearthed much lore of forgotten ages. 

his mind became a treasure trove of knowledge, 

by understanding the meaning of inherited messages. 

With quill in hand, he pens his thoughts,

unveiling the truths he's dearly bought. 

his works, a legacy to impart, 

a gift to those with kindred heart. 

In every culture, every clime, 

he finds a spark, a glimpse of time. 

the wisdom grew, his soul expands, 

as he traverses distant lands. 

With gentle touch, he shares his light, 

inspiring minds both day and night. 

a bridge between the past and now, 

the immortal scholar's legacy will vow. 

* A concept poetry with the help of Google Gemini.

Hope you like it.

Awe

To live a good life,

we don't need multiple achievements, 

transformation can happen at any stage,

for, happiness is felt in many phases. 

It's that simple yet so rare,

like our lungs breathe surrounding air,

even if it's just meeting our friends,

or visiting some famous exotic places. 

So, what is it that changes,

the outlook towards our experiences, 

to be at ease, a blissful feeling,

also having many health benefits. 

It's the secret of our well-being, 

that's learned or followed through instinct, 

a skill everyone should cultivate, 

"to be amazed at things outside yourself". 

A science of everyday wonder,

to be awed by the richness of the universe, 

fascinating by the intricacies of creations, 

viewed from the prism of our existence. 

It emphasizes our inconsequential self,

letting go of the inherent ego and pride,

as we become more accepting, and perceptive, 

paying attention to our wonderful reality. 

And we could see its influences,

from the innocent play of child,

the vast distribution of artworks,

also in spirituality and religious devotions. 

Even appreciating the flower's beauty,

can provide us with newer epiphanies, 

changing the way we see the world,

into something powerful and inspiring. 

So, let's cultivate this feeling,

in every aspect of our dealings, 

getting surprised and overwhelmed, 

in the presence of this vast mystery...

Of the very essence of existence.

Placebo

Started as a sugar pill,

the vessel of hope and belief,

a practices since old times,

when medicine was family tradition. 

Things changed, as science advanced,

proof needed for different therapies,

while others, being called a dummy,

a false application, by the quacks. 

But, it came into limelight,

using it in newer studies,

treatment successes, with mystery drugs,

a concoction of unnamed substances. 

Placebo, a mystery indeed,

a paradox that confused many,

the believers, swore by its effects,

supported by many loyal followers. 

Yet, it never provided any data,

failures or complications in practice,

researchers skeptical of dubious claims,

without delving deeper into the subject. 

But placebo did find its place,

as it signified power of suggestions,

when the doctor were empathetic, 

listening to concerns, in conductive environment. 

In the face of pain and despair,

they provided a glimmer of respite,

tapping into our innate resilience, 

harnessing the power of the mind. 

For, within the depth of our mind,

lies a healing power divine,

with assurances and advices,

would cause miracles to happen. 

Medical advances have its place,

but healing can be holistic kind,

so, even scientist are now comparing, 

newer treatments, with effects of placebo.

Assortative mating

Some say, opposites attract,

it's the enigma of unknown,

that act as a magnet,

to pull closer, polar opposites.

Be the outgoing or reserved person,

one loving chaos of life, others prefer order,

each one have the quality that other lacks,

that fill the void, complementing each other. 

But, is the reality works that way,

everyone have their personal choice,

and the law of average tells many tales,

bursting some myths of certain proverbs. 

Long term relationships or marriages,

are not sustained by instantaneous attractions, 

it's more to do with mutual connections,

be the physical, behavioral or personality traits.

A phenomenon that's more prevalent,

where similar traits are paired up,

is it common sense or evolutionarily advantages,

that promote " like pairs with like". 

Things that make people desirable,

are an effect of social stratification,

similar groups of people get concentrated, 

within community, location and profession.

And most seek a high value partner,

indirectly promoting selective interactions, 

ignoring the notions might create friction,

that brings disharmony among loved ones. 

Assortative mating, 

being statistically proven,

is it a reality to be accepted,

or blamed for social problems?

Rhythm of the ocean

As I watch the waves crashing the shore,

farther the horizon slowly unfolds,

expanding clouds under orangish hues,

with the sea breeze gently passing through,

like a soft touch, a soothing balm,

that soothes my soul, bringing the calm. 

Within those moments of tranquility,

brought by the waves like a lullaby,

finding the solace, I get my release,

in that sanctuary, I get my peace,

when mind sways in flow and rhythm,

inspiring my heart, stirring emotions. 

And I stare at the vast expanse, 

water surface with its susurration, 

using that time to contemplate, 

thoughts, feelings, my existence, 

diving deeper, as I get engaged,

those endless depths, in my silence. 

The ocean's rhythm connects,

our mind to the consciousness, 

away from the hustle and bustle,

from the worries that might affect,

I feel the peace and contentment, 

listening to the waves' gentle relent.

Rebirth of fallen land

There's nothing left...

We would have never guessed, 

for, the land had been blessed,

with prosperity and abundance.

Even in our disbelief,

there are few who could grieve,

the sight we have to see,

the consequences of our collective sin. 

The earth is parched, broken in pieces, 

ground is shaking, collapsing in itself,

no walls or pillars could hold on,

house is disintegrating, in dilapidated condition.

Everything that was valuable is gone,

precious memories that we treasured,

it's all devoured with passing days,

we have nothing now, lost forever. 

Thus begun this journey of atonement, 

each trial taught us new lessons,

those fire of adversity refined us,

with spirit tempered, our soul adorned.

And slowly our efforts bears fruits,

we finally put a pause to the cascade,

little by little the place became alive,

with all the energy, remodeling activities. 

So, we have recovered our soul,

from the depth of the darkness,

as sunlight shined for the first time,

with deeper wisdom, greater grace.

Now we would take proper care,

giving back to the nature it's share,

being reborn, transformed from our ignorance,

all that left, were the memories of yesteryear. 

Indulgence

Welcoming are the weather,

atmosphere too is calling,

let me groove in the rhythm,

it's my time of some indulgence.

Hear the beats of life,

shake the body to music,

let me imbibe the vibrations, 

with some cigar and wine. 

Why think of future,

my time is right now,

and I will expose myself,

to the best of luxuries.

The sparkles of glamour,

I will ride on the trend,

with the coolest of style,

matching gorgeous bike or car. 

With the ravishing beauties,

accompanying me for the evenings, 

I will give them pleasure,

having the wildest of the nights.

Grand hotels, fancy restaurants, 

trying lucks in the casinos,

traveling through famous places,

clearing bucket list challenges. 

Why should I be concerned,

of the scarcity and destitution, 

there are systems in place,

for their support and welfare.

And I have been very busy,

planning my next adventure,

to leave my mark in the world,

with the grandest of signature. 

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Indulgence, another side of coin,

that thrive in the pursuit of gratification, 

it's not love, but the inherent impulses,

driven by their primal desires.

They have the means and the will,

to force their way to their dreams,

even some find a spiritual connection, 

through descent into material possessions. 

Everything in this world,

from inanimate to life forms,

all the skills, knowledge and actions,

are for their service alone.

Should they be blamed,

for utilizing their wealth,

would we question morality,

for the individual gains ??

My quest for freedom

I want to be free,

of these invisible shackles,

that binds my spirits and soul,

slowly diluting the inner essence. 

It's not my nature to be subdued, 

from the setbacks and struggles,

had plenty of chances to surrender,

through impulses and justifications. 

Yet, I am standing firm,

being blamed for being stubborn, 

with many conversations being used,

to ridicule my failures in ventures. 

Sometimes, I too get disheartened, 

being disillusioned of this world, 

falling into the negative spirals,

of anger, jealousy, and frustrations. 

But, life teaches a lot,

and I learn to have patience,

to fight for my cause,

for the things most valued. 

I might be called self-centered, 

being eccentric or disrespectful,

when I don't conform to their beliefs,

listening to the heart over everything. 

So, I would remain free,

by working towards my goals,

so that I could create a balance,

between my desires, and other's expectations. 

Man's best friend

'Canis lupus familiaris',

a subspecies of gray wolf,

but for us, this adorable creation,

is a companion, protector, and friend. 

Tens of thousands years ago,

some wild wolf decided to follow,

accompany our ancestors on their travel,

attracted by the food scraps and leftovers. 

And soon we realized their value,

domesticated them for our use,

being hunting partners, guarding livestock,

like an extra pair of ears, nose and eyes. 

As time passed, they became family,

cared for like their own child,

civilization progressed, bond deepens,

they too changed, hunters to house pet. 

With selective breeding, enhancing attributes,

making them large, small, menacing or cute,

everything for our desires and pleasures,

we played their creator and benefactors. 

Yet, they showered us with unconditional love,

never doubted and followed our cause,

just our presence made them jump with joy,

as they beg us for a simple walk or play. 

From wild wolves, we tamed a loyal friend,

creating bonds timeless, that would never end,

a love and devotion so pure, rare to find,

for, it's man best friend, a canine kind...

Our beloved dog.