tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-86210161405140446832024-03-18T19:15:40.960-07:00mind thinksmkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.comBlogger545125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-12473776191262980152024-03-17T18:33:00.000-07:002024-03-17T18:33:05.672-07:00An immortal scholar<p>With ancient wisdom in his eyes,</p><p>the melancholic scholar softly sighs,</p><p>observing the terrain from the high,</p><p>contemplating, if it was better to die. </p><p><br /></p><p>Through centuries, he's roamed the earth, unraveling the mysteries of the world,</p><p>from ancient tombs to starry skies,</p><p>the boundless curiosity made him wise. </p><p><br /></p><p>In distant lands, he had learned from sages,</p><p>unearthed much lore of forgotten ages. </p><p>his mind became a treasure trove of knowledge, </p><p>by understanding the meaning of inherited messages. </p><p><br /></p><p>With quill in hand, he pens his thoughts,</p><p>unveiling the truths he's dearly bought. </p><p>his works, a legacy to impart, </p><p>a gift to those with kindred heart. </p><p><br /></p><p>In every culture, every clime, </p><p>he finds a spark, a glimpse of time. </p><p>the wisdom grew, his soul expands, </p><p>as he traverses distant lands. </p><p><br /></p><p>With gentle touch, he shares his light, </p><p>inspiring minds both day and night. </p><p>a bridge between the past and now, </p><p>the immortal scholar's legacy will vow. </p><p><br /></p><p>* A concept poetry with the help of Google Gemini.</p><p>Hope you like it.</p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-80221548601557415572024-03-15T19:15:00.000-07:002024-03-15T19:15:25.888-07:00Awe<p>To live a good life,</p><p>we don't need multiple achievements, </p><p>transformation can happen at any stage,</p><p>for, happiness is felt in many phases. </p><p><br /></p><p>It's that simple yet so rare,</p><p>like our lungs breathe surrounding air,</p><p>even if it's just meeting our friends,</p><p>or visiting some famous exotic places. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, what is it that changes,</p><p>the outlook towards our experiences, </p><p>to be at ease, a blissful feeling,</p><p>also having many health benefits. </p><p><br /></p><p>It's the secret of our well-being, </p><p>that's learned or followed through instinct, </p><p>a skill everyone should cultivate, </p><p>"to be amazed at things outside yourself". </p><p><br /></p><p>A science of everyday wonder,</p><p>to be awed by the richness of the universe, </p><p>fascinating by the intricacies of creations, </p><p>viewed from the prism of our existence. </p><p><br /></p><p>It emphasizes our inconsequential self,</p><p>letting go of the inherent ego and pride,</p><p>as we become more accepting, and perceptive, </p><p>paying attention to our wonderful reality. </p><p><br /></p><p>And we could see its influences,</p><p>from the innocent play of child,</p><p>the vast distribution of artworks,</p><p>also in spirituality and religious devotions. </p><p><br /></p><p>Even appreciating the flower's beauty,</p><p>can provide us with newer epiphanies, </p><p>changing the way we see the world,</p><p>into something powerful and inspiring. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, let's cultivate this feeling,</p><p>in every aspect of our dealings, </p><p>getting surprised and overwhelmed, </p><p>in the presence of this vast mystery...</p><p>Of the very essence of existence.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-85739513354841047682024-03-13T19:19:00.000-07:002024-03-13T19:19:54.413-07:00Placebo<p>Started as a sugar pill,</p><p>the vessel of hope and belief,</p><p>a practices since old times,</p><p>when medicine was family tradition. </p><p><br /></p><p>Things changed, as science advanced,</p><p>proof needed for different therapies,</p><p>while others, being called a dummy,</p><p>a false application, by the quacks. </p><p><br /></p><p>But, it came into limelight,</p><p>using it in newer studies,</p><p>treatment successes, with mystery drugs,</p><p>a concoction of unnamed substances. </p><p><br /></p><p>Placebo, a mystery indeed,</p><p>a paradox that confused many,</p><p>the believers, swore by its effects,</p><p>supported by many loyal followers. </p><p><br /></p><p>Yet, it never provided any data,</p><p>failures or complications in practice,</p><p>researchers skeptical of dubious claims,</p><p>without delving deeper into the subject. </p><p><br /></p><p>But placebo did find its place,</p><p>as it signified power of suggestions,</p><p>when the doctor were empathetic, </p><p>listening to concerns, in conductive environment. </p><p><br /></p><p>In the face of pain and despair,</p><p>they provided a glimmer of respite,</p><p>tapping into our innate resilience, </p><p>harnessing the power of the mind. </p><p><br /></p><p>For, within the depth of our mind,</p><p>lies a healing power divine,</p><p>with assurances and advices,</p><p>would cause miracles to happen. </p><p><br /></p><p>Medical advances have its place,</p><p>but healing can be holistic kind,</p><p>so, even scientist are now comparing, </p><p>newer treatments, with effects of placebo.</p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-35258474060170489202024-03-11T18:41:00.000-07:002024-03-11T18:41:23.257-07:00Assortative mating <p>Some say, opposites attract,</p><p>it's the enigma of unknown,</p><p>that act as a magnet,</p><p>to pull closer, polar opposites.</p><p>Be the outgoing or reserved person,</p><p>one loving chaos of life, others prefer order,</p><p>each one have the quality that other lacks,</p><p>that fill the void, complementing each other. </p><p><br /></p><p>But, is the reality works that way,</p><p>everyone have their personal choice,</p><p>and the law of average tells many tales,</p><p>bursting some myths of certain proverbs. </p><p><br /></p><p>Long term relationships or marriages,</p><p>are not sustained by instantaneous attractions, </p><p>it's more to do with mutual connections,</p><p>be the physical, behavioral or personality traits.</p><p>A phenomenon that's more prevalent,</p><p>where similar traits are paired up,</p><p>is it common sense or evolutionarily advantages,</p><p>that promote " like pairs with like". </p><p><br /></p><p>Things that make people desirable,</p><p>are an effect of social stratification,</p><p>similar groups of people get concentrated, </p><p>within community, location and profession.</p><p>And most seek a high value partner,</p><p>indirectly promoting selective interactions, </p><p>ignoring the notions might create friction,</p><p>that brings disharmony among loved ones. </p><p><br /></p><p>Assortative mating, </p><p>being statistically proven,</p><p>is it a reality to be accepted,</p><p>or blamed for social problems?</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-85568551010300237022024-03-09T17:43:00.000-08:002024-03-09T17:43:41.678-08:00Rhythm of the ocean<p>As I watch the waves crashing the shore,</p><p>farther the horizon slowly unfolds,</p><p>expanding clouds under orangish hues,</p><p>with the sea breeze gently passing through,</p><p>like a soft touch, a soothing balm,</p><p>that soothes my soul, bringing the calm. </p><p><br /></p><p>Within those moments of tranquility,</p><p>brought by the waves like a lullaby,</p><p>finding the solace, I get my release,</p><p>in that sanctuary, I get my peace,</p><p>when mind sways in flow and rhythm,</p><p>inspiring my heart, stirring emotions. </p><p><br /></p><p>And I stare at the vast expanse, </p><p>water surface with its susurration, </p><p>using that time to contemplate, </p><p>thoughts, feelings, my existence, </p><p>diving deeper, as I get engaged,</p><p>those endless depths, in my silence. </p><p><br /></p><p>The ocean's rhythm connects,</p><p>our mind to the consciousness, </p><p>away from the hustle and bustle,</p><p>from the worries that might affect,</p><p>I feel the peace and contentment, </p><p>listening to the waves' gentle relent.</p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-57585028315197781422024-03-07T18:03:00.000-08:002024-03-07T18:03:36.906-08:00Rebirth of fallen land<p>There's nothing left...</p><p>We would have never guessed, </p><p>for, the land had been blessed,</p><p>with prosperity and abundance.</p><p>Even in our disbelief,</p><p>there are few who could grieve,</p><p>the sight we have to see,</p><p>the consequences of our collective sin. </p><p><br /></p><p>The earth is parched, broken in pieces, </p><p>ground is shaking, collapsing in itself,</p><p>no walls or pillars could hold on,</p><p>house is disintegrating, in dilapidated condition.</p><p>Everything that was valuable is gone,</p><p>precious memories that we treasured,</p><p>it's all devoured with passing days,</p><p>we have nothing now, lost forever. </p><p><br /></p><p>Thus begun this journey of atonement, </p><p>each trial taught us new lessons,</p><p>those fire of adversity refined us,</p><p>with spirit tempered, our soul adorned.</p><p>And slowly our efforts bears fruits,</p><p>we finally put a pause to the cascade,</p><p>little by little the place became alive,</p><p>with all the energy, remodeling activities. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, we have recovered our soul,</p><p>from the depth of the darkness,</p><p>as sunlight shined for the first time,</p><p>with deeper wisdom, greater grace.</p><p>Now we would take proper care,</p><p>giving back to the nature it's share,</p><p>being reborn, transformed from our ignorance,</p><p>all that left, were the memories of yesteryear. </p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-91556965539403312882024-03-05T17:01:00.000-08:002024-03-05T17:01:19.723-08:00Indulgence<p>Welcoming are the weather,</p><p>atmosphere too is calling,</p><p>let me groove in the rhythm,</p><p>it's my time of some indulgence.</p><p>Hear the beats of life,</p><p>shake the body to music,</p><p>let me imbibe the vibrations, </p><p>with some cigar and wine. </p><p><br /></p><p>Why think of future,</p><p>my time is right now,</p><p>and I will expose myself,</p><p>to the best of luxuries.</p><p>The sparkles of glamour,</p><p>I will ride on the trend,</p><p>with the coolest of style,</p><p>matching gorgeous bike or car. </p><p><br /></p><p>With the ravishing beauties,</p><p>accompanying me for the evenings, </p><p>I will give them pleasure,</p><p>having the wildest of the nights.</p><p>Grand hotels, fancy restaurants, </p><p>trying lucks in the casinos,</p><p>traveling through famous places,</p><p>clearing bucket list challenges. </p><p><br /></p><p>Why should I be concerned,</p><p>of the scarcity and destitution, </p><p>there are systems in place,</p><p>for their support and welfare.</p><p>And I have been very busy,</p><p>planning my next adventure,</p><p>to leave my mark in the world,</p><p>with the grandest of signature. </p><p>----------</p><p>Indulgence, another side of coin,</p><p>that thrive in the pursuit of gratification, </p><p>it's not love, but the inherent impulses,</p><p>driven by their primal desires.</p><p>They have the means and the will,</p><p>to force their way to their dreams,</p><p>even some find a spiritual connection, </p><p>through descent into material possessions. </p><p><br /></p><p>Everything in this world,</p><p>from inanimate to life forms,</p><p>all the skills, knowledge and actions,</p><p>are for their service alone.</p><p>Should they be blamed,</p><p>for utilizing their wealth,</p><p>would we question morality,</p><p>for the individual gains ??</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-18567883499115222742024-03-03T18:22:00.000-08:002024-03-03T18:22:53.055-08:00My quest for freedom <p>I want to be free,</p><p>of these invisible shackles,</p><p>that binds my spirits and soul,</p><p>slowly diluting the inner essence. </p><p><br /></p><p>It's not my nature to be subdued, </p><p>from the setbacks and struggles,</p><p>had plenty of chances to surrender,</p><p>through impulses and justifications. </p><p><br /></p><p>Yet, I am standing firm,</p><p>being blamed for being stubborn, </p><p>with many conversations being used,</p><p>to ridicule my failures in ventures. </p><p><br /></p><p>Sometimes, I too get disheartened, </p><p>being disillusioned of this world, </p><p>falling into the negative spirals,</p><p>of anger, jealousy, and frustrations. </p><p><br /></p><p>But, life teaches a lot,</p><p>and I learn to have patience,</p><p>to fight for my cause,</p><p>for the things most valued. </p><p><br /></p><p>I might be called self-centered, </p><p>being eccentric or disrespectful,</p><p>when I don't conform to their beliefs,</p><p>listening to the heart over everything. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, I would remain free,</p><p>by working towards my goals,</p><p>so that I could create a balance,</p><p>between my desires, and other's expectations. </p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-35837774041900441212024-03-01T18:09:00.000-08:002024-03-01T18:09:22.489-08:00Man's best friend<p>'Canis lupus familiaris',</p><p>a subspecies of gray wolf,</p><p>but for us, this adorable creation,</p><p>is a companion, protector, and friend. </p><p><br /></p><p>Tens of thousands years ago,</p><p>some wild wolf decided to follow,</p><p>accompany our ancestors on their travel,</p><p>attracted by the food scraps and leftovers. </p><p><br /></p><p>And soon we realized their value,</p><p>domesticated them for our use,</p><p>being hunting partners, guarding livestock,</p><p>like an extra pair of ears, nose and eyes. </p><p><br /></p><p>As time passed, they became family,</p><p>cared for like their own child,</p><p>civilization progressed, bond deepens,</p><p>they too changed, hunters to house pet. </p><p><br /></p><p>With selective breeding, enhancing attributes,</p><p>making them large, small, menacing or cute,</p><p>everything for our desires and pleasures,</p><p>we played their creator and benefactors. </p><p><br /></p><p>Yet, they showered us with unconditional love,</p><p>never doubted and followed our cause,</p><p>just our presence made them jump with joy,</p><p>as they beg us for a simple walk or play. </p><p><br /></p><p>From wild wolves, we tamed a loyal friend,</p><p>creating bonds timeless, that would never end,</p><p>a love and devotion so pure, rare to find,</p><p>for, it's man best friend, a canine kind...</p><p>Our beloved dog.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-30467275189802239312024-02-28T17:45:00.000-08:002024-02-28T17:45:51.275-08:00Cityscape unfolds its charm<p>From the empty side alleys,</p><p>to congested, crowded highways,</p><p>greeneries of parks and outskirts, </p><p>centre filled with concrete structures,</p><p>there's a lot that is visible, </p><p>in this vibrant urban sphere. </p><p><br /></p><p>Aspiring towers that pierce the sky,</p><p>testament of our ambitions and pride,</p><p>while the lively streets below,</p><p>are filled with dreams and desires,</p><p>each one have their stories to tell,</p><p>every soul sings for us to listen. </p><p><br /></p><p>There's love in their every efforts,</p><p>in different section of the society,</p><p>even the plants and animals alike,</p><p>striving for their everyday survival,</p><p>while this epitome of human progress, </p><p>welcomes them all with it's excesses. </p><p><br /></p><p>Bustling markets filled with cacophony, </p><p>from shopkeepers, hawkers and eateries,</p><p>people gather in groups for their necessities,</p><p>creating together a thriving community,</p><p>within different wards and establishments, </p><p>be it newer arrivals to the older settlements. </p><p><br /></p><p>Students of different school and colleges,</p><p>walking in respective uniforms with smiling faces,</p><p>and neat and smart dressed employees, </p><p>going through their corporate dealings, </p><p>or the laborers working on the ground, </p><p>with tired sweaty skin under the sun. </p><p><br /></p><p>The majority rush for daily chores, </p><p>the affluent ones too have their pleasures, </p><p>with their every aspirations that ignites,</p><p>the urgency and competitions to feel alive,</p><p>as city provides, every concerns addressed, </p><p>for the immediate needs for their lifestyle. </p><p><br /></p><p>The cityscape unfolds its charm, </p><p>enticing the hearts of many,</p><p>who dare to dream and act,</p><p>taking the blind leap of faith,</p><p>while it stands being the beacon of hope...</p><p>accepting them in the fold, and chaos follows.</p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-85878429249771439722024-02-26T18:14:00.000-08:002024-02-26T18:14:08.470-08:00How to spend the day<p>How to spend the day,</p><p>taking leave from workspace, </p><p>it's indeed a dilemma sometimes,</p><p>having this break from rat race. </p><p><br /></p><p>Planning needs to be done,</p><p>to make the time fruitful,</p><p>for, it would be a waste otherwise,</p><p>to be lying in bed or dilly-dallying. </p><p><br /></p><p>There was a time in life about,</p><p>us being used to lazying around,</p><p>a whole day would be gone,</p><p>while we were left with inaction. </p><p><br /></p><p>But now, there's a guilt,</p><p>of taking unnecessary leaves,</p><p>more so, if we have no excuses,</p><p>to escape this professional routine. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, how would I spend,</p><p>have an outing to malls or eatery,</p><p>travel to any nearby place,</p><p>and have a change of pace. </p><p><br /></p><p>Should I rest and recuperate, </p><p>listen to music or watch some favorites,</p><p>read, write, invest in creative endeavors, </p><p>or just do nothing, and be me. </p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-54896812865693939882024-02-24T18:31:00.000-08:002024-02-24T18:31:37.094-08:00Everyone have different experiences <p>Ever wondered...</p><p>If you have been cloned,</p><p>similar thoughts, same emotions,</p><p>the memories, all of your feelings,</p><p>everything identical within two beings. </p><p><br /></p><p>Can you say with confidence,</p><p>be certain of your choices,</p><p>when making the decisions,</p><p>for yourself and loved ones,</p><p>that only you have the rights? </p><p><br /></p><p>Indeed, these things are farfetched,</p><p>but technologies can make it happen,</p><p>even if it's not with physical body,</p><p>but your mind having scanned copies,</p><p>would someday demand its entitlement. </p><p><br /></p><p>Straight from a Sci Fi story,</p><p>to become your new reality, </p><p>then would you ever ponder,</p><p>how would you defuse situations, </p><p>that brings moral and ethical dilemmas. </p><p><br /></p><p>And so, let's make fictional scenarios, </p><p>with individual, social and legal issues,</p><p>that helps us to prepare the reactions,</p><p>understand that it needs communication,</p><p>to achieve some clarity in our vision. </p><p><br /></p><p>When we create such conditions, </p><p>while preventing potential confrontations, </p><p>as they question, interact and correlate,</p><p>these two entities would realize at that point,</p><p>having similar mind can have different experiences. </p><p><br /></p><p>Then again, it's all hypothetical, a product of my imagination. :) </p><p><br /></p><p>** Note: This is a thought experimentation where I am wondering what would happen when a clone or digital avatar with almost same memory, thought process come to us or our family. Then the dilemmas we face, about who is the real one and fake one.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-56434263478072890362024-02-22T18:20:00.000-08:002024-02-22T18:20:22.712-08:00The lost feelings<p>Don't lament the lost feelings,</p><p>that was once very appealing, </p><p>wounds sore with the concealing, </p><p>let it go, it's part of your healing, </p><p><br /></p><p>Those were the beautiful days,</p><p>when wishes and dreams were made,</p><p>but that time is gone, long forgotten,</p><p>with broken promises, voice silenced. </p><p><br /></p><p>For, you have chosen the path,</p><p>things that are more important,</p><p>all choices had its sacrifice,</p><p>that you have taken with a smile. </p><p><br /></p><p>Waves of loneliness keeps splashing,</p><p>bringing out that immense longing,</p><p>don't fret, accept the incoming waves,</p><p>don't be afraid of the hurt you perceive. </p><p><br /></p><p>Time would heal everything,</p><p>all the emotions and those cravings,</p><p>letting you open to your surroundings, </p><p>that value your presence in their life. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, don't lament the lost feelings,</p><p>regret or feel guilty of those dealings,</p><p>things will happen if they were meant to,</p><p>you can always have a new beginning. </p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-28080777547569216022024-02-20T18:52:00.000-08:002024-02-20T18:52:25.386-08:00Fraudulent calls<p>The phone rings, a stranger calls,</p><p>asking for directions, or urgent work,</p><p>services provided, or needing support,</p><p>connecting to our caring heart. </p><p><br /></p><p>With sweet words, and crafted guise,</p><p>they weave a web of fabricated lies,</p><p>slowly pulling you into their traps,</p><p>of breaching your data, with that trust. </p><p><br /></p><p>And you fall, sometimes too eager,</p><p>self interests too, were the reason,</p><p>opening the door, of your confidentiality, </p><p>unaware of their malicious intentions. </p><p><br /></p><p>Only to realize, when it's too late,</p><p>losing fortunes, for momentary gain,</p><p>lamenting the loss, burdened with stress,</p><p>you fall into depression, or sadness. </p><p><br /></p><p>How can we mend, the broken thread, </p><p>falling victims, to these treacherous events?</p><p>These hurtful memories, like burning scars,</p><p>would stop us from venturing ahead. </p><p><br /></p><p>But hold, dear friend, do not despair,</p><p>don't lose hope, for minor setbacks,</p><p>we might never know hidden motives,</p><p>still can learn, from our past mistakes. </p><p><br /></p><p>Let wisdom bloom, where fear's reign,</p><p>in cautious steps, rebuild the ground,</p><p>don't falter to few voices that cheat,</p><p>there's thousand more, for a pleasant treat. </p><p><br /></p><p>So trust again, but do it with care,</p><p>don't be gullible or get complacent, </p><p>in a world of wolves, where trust at stake...</p><p><br /></p><p>for, fortune only favors the bravest. </p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-19910071450982161782024-02-18T17:37:00.000-08:002024-02-18T17:37:40.252-08:00Let me sit near a waterfall<p>Let me sit near a waterfall,</p><p>As falling streams form a song,</p><p>That soothes mind and my heart,</p><p>and mist of droplets surrounds... </p><p><br /></p><p>Cool breeze flowing intermittently,</p><p>the branches of the trees swaying,</p><p>leaf falling slowly, floating awhile,</p><p>Sometimes touching, dropping on ground. </p><p><br /></p><p>Stems of scrubs dances softly,</p><p>the grass bed, watching lovingly,</p><p>even this dull bench, comes alive,</p><p>with activities of insects and flies. </p><p><br /></p><p>The ant walk in a straight line,</p><p>searching for edibles for colony,</p><p>a babbler visits, inspects cautiously,</p><p>stealing a twig nearby, flying hurriedly. </p><p><br /></p><p>Distant whistles and snort of swans,</p><p>grab my attention, and I respond,</p><p>gazing these beauties, swiming in pond,</p><p>while following catfish, inside the water. </p><p><br /></p><p>In the chaos of life, I find silence,</p><p>occasionally broken by new visitors,</p><p>as they take pictures, here and there,</p><p>chatting cheerfully, as they share. </p><p><br /></p><p>still I was immersed, and time passed,</p><p>coming back to reality, with friend's call,</p><p>give me more time, I rued in whisper,</p><p>looking back to the place, I treasured... </p><p><br /></p><p>Away from the crowd,</p><p>Just besides the waterfall.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-409038228976764492024-02-16T18:25:00.000-08:002024-02-16T18:25:16.471-08:00Déjà vu...<p>A haunting sensation, an eerie feeling,</p><p>something that's strange, and even unsettling,</p><p>a recollection of the past, or glimpse of the future,</p><p>that creates an illusion of our memories. </p><p><br /></p><p>The heart beats faster, with surge of emotions, </p><p>as if encountering things familiar, something close,</p><p>things that never been seen or heard in life,</p><p>felt so intimate, much connected to our heart. </p><p><br /></p><p>Then it disappears as it had come,</p><p>a mental twitch, forming glitches in reality,</p><p>we pause to wonder, searching explanations,</p><p>baffling ourselves, questioning others in society. </p><p><br /></p><p>Some experience a pleasant sensation,</p><p>others being frightened, taking caution, </p><p>sometimes a symptom accompanying seizures,</p><p>that could be a sign of psychiatric disorder. </p><p><br /></p><p>Still, it's a common knowledge,</p><p>most have harmless, enjoyable presence,</p><p>as long as we embrace those moments,</p><p>not get worried, lingering forever. </p><p><br /></p><p>Déjà vu... a phenomenon unknown,</p><p>a reminder of our deeper connections, </p><p>the deep consciousness surrounding us, </p><p>through time and space, our universe. </p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-18472266896142563392024-02-14T17:56:00.000-08:002024-02-14T17:56:23.770-08:00Admirer<p>I saw you smiling in the ground,</p><p>hanging with friends, taking pictures,</p><p>unaware of the charm you bring,</p><p>attracting the crowd of admirers. </p><p><br /></p><p>I, too, am an admirer,</p><p>entranced by your beauty,</p><p>being stung by sweet poison,</p><p>piercing this heart of mine. </p><p><br /></p><p>You are a cruel enchantress, </p><p>trampling through many invitations,</p><p>while arousing many desires,</p><p>though your flirtatious interactions. </p><p><br /></p><p>All the attentions making you shy,</p><p>even then you keep stealing my eyes,</p><p>those radiant cheeks, graceful smile,</p><p>being obscured by your silky hair. </p><p><br /></p><p>So let me watch you from afar,</p><p>let the flower spread its fragrance, </p><p>even a whiff, from the scents marked,</p><p>for a follower, that would be a reward. </p><p><br /></p><p>And you keep spreading magic,</p><p>unaware of the presence of admirers, </p><p>be the magnet that pulls us closer,</p><p>striking the chords of our emotions.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-23163877704921226022024-02-12T18:22:00.000-08:002024-02-12T18:22:34.161-08:00Be a little crazy <p>Be a little crazy,</p><p>that way life would be fun,</p><p>it gets boring for everyone,</p><p>if everyone is being normal. </p><p><br /></p><p>Have fresh ideas, think out of the box,</p><p>develop your unique perspective, </p><p>showing people there's a path,</p><p>beyond the one they see. </p><p><br /></p><p>Have some eccentric hobbies,</p><p>bringing something new to the table,</p><p>let others ponder the notion,</p><p>of its viability as an option. </p><p><br /></p><p>Letting us, and others,</p><p>develop some flexible opinions,</p><p>as we are exposed to world realities,</p><p>helping us grow as a person. </p><p><br /></p><p>Be a little crazy,</p><p>keep alive childhood curiosities, </p><p>society would have many restrictions, </p><p>there are constraints of responsibilities. </p><p><br /></p><p>Give wings to your creativity and imagination,</p><p>this universe is too big to have a small vision,</p><p>that would bring the smile and laughter,</p><p>as you embark in this joyful adventure...called life.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-80940434858395252662024-02-10T18:29:00.000-08:002024-02-10T18:31:39.237-08:00Suffering and Detachment part 2<p>What do I see?</p><p>What do I feel?</p><p>Is it positive or negative emotion,</p><p>that interferes with my living?</p><p>How do I want my life to be?</p><p>Will this help me grow, be content,</p><p>is it a situation that I can change,</p><p>or in the mercy of other being? </p><p><br /></p><p>Detachment is not disinterest,</p><p>neither the isolation nor avoidance,</p><p>but being more aware, and conscious,</p><p>of our reactions to different situations. </p><p>To understand the reasons,</p><p>as we observe our actions,</p><p>how it affects us and loved ones,</p><p>that matter most in this life. </p><p><br /></p><p>Spoken in the songs of divine, </p><p>taught, practiced by the wise,</p><p>let us follow their examples,</p><p>bringing these thoughts within us.</p><p>Being detached from fear of failures,</p><p>the hurt of letdowns and betrayals,</p><p>even in pleasures and prosperity,</p><p>let's rein our senses with rationale. </p><p><br /></p><p>May be then, we could comprehend,</p><p>see the beauty, and the magnificence,</p><p>without periodic celebrations or laments,</p><p>for, they are just passing moments.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-76644534474381226652024-02-09T18:15:00.000-08:002024-02-09T18:15:23.310-08:00Suffering and Detachment part 1<p>We are prone to make mistakes,</p><p>if we keep seeing difficult days,</p><p>with no outlets or escapes,</p><p>bounded by invisible restrains. </p><p><br /></p><p>They play with our emotions,</p><p>and we make bad decisions,</p><p>unless we find the means,</p><p>let go of our harmful impulses. </p><p><br /></p><p>Love sometimes comes with conditions,</p><p>our society too has its expectations,</p><p>and even professional obligations,</p><p>stop us to express our intentions. </p><p><br /></p><p>Things might get suffocating,</p><p>by making us lose our harmony,</p><p>as it questions our contributions,</p><p>do we even have any importance? </p><p><br /></p><p>Even the memories of good times,</p><p>the success of our endeavors,</p><p>would be forgotten in those times,</p><p>for, we were too hurt to realize. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, is there a way out of this suffering,</p><p>to find the path of true happiness, </p><p>that is followed by the winners,</p><p>being taught in words of wise ones? </p><p><br /></p><p>There are indeed much wisdom,</p><p>each having their divine essence, </p><p>easy to understand, difficult to follow,</p><p>for, it seeks detachment from worldly feelings.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-72154062003955738482024-02-07T17:47:00.000-08:002024-02-07T17:47:09.886-08:00Lost in the paradise <p>Wind caressing the hair,</p><p>sun shining on my face,</p><p>like a puff of fresh air,</p><p>I have arrived to a wonderful place. </p><p><br /></p><p>The smell of the sea,</p><p>the sound of the waves,</p><p>the eye pleasing greenery,</p><p>have been my favorites. </p><p><br /></p><p>The surrounding sights and noises,</p><p>from people all over the places,</p><p>do bring concerns and anxiety, </p><p>but it's getting replaced by excitement. </p><p><br /></p><p>Let me listen to the loved music,</p><p>while exploring this wondrous land,</p><p>filling me with sense of elation,</p><p>as I keep myself in blissful state. </p><p><br /></p><p>All my worries and problems,</p><p>that gave me troubles and pain,</p><p>let me watch as it vanishes,</p><p>I feel light, freed from the weights. </p><p><br /></p><p>And I would cherish these moments,</p><p>being grateful of the chance provided,</p><p>as I etch these memories in my heart,</p><p>while wishing to be lost in this paradise.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-91841435327958074512024-02-05T17:43:00.000-08:002024-02-05T17:43:46.405-08:00A clock witness<p>Tick tock, tick tock, I sound,</p><p>the pendulum swung back and forth,</p><p>I stand by the wall, in my wooden frame,</p><p>displaying the passage of the time. </p><p><br /></p><p>I witness the life, as they lived,</p><p>experiencing stages, birth to death,</p><p>various emotions are being played,</p><p>in the cacophony and their silence. </p><p><br /></p><p>The baby's cries, toddler's laugh,</p><p>evolving relationships of parents,</p><p>from love, assurances to quarrels,</p><p>creating stronger bonds of families. </p><p><br /></p><p>People came and went away,</p><p>places were crowded or abandoned, </p><p>I saw the rise and fall of classes,</p><p>with their celebrations and mourning. </p><p><br /></p><p>And I was the silent observer,</p><p>in both the darkness and light,</p><p>just the clock, an old machine,</p><p>working gears and cogs symphony. </p><p><br /></p><p>As a creation of human ingenuity, </p><p>with steady beats, I kept ticking,</p><p>through their hopes and despair,</p><p>passing through the chaos it brings. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, listen to my ticking, dear friend, </p><p>feel the rhythm of the existence, </p><p>a reminder that your time is fleeting,</p><p>cherish every moment, as they come.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-14839252284706445882024-02-03T18:21:00.000-08:002024-02-03T18:21:09.181-08:00Mobile games: boon or bane<p>They have been the friend,</p><p>in the time of our boredom, </p><p>a way to break the monotonousity, </p><p>without leaving our comfort zone. </p><p><br /></p><p>A source of fun and joy,</p><p>helping us relax and unwind,</p><p>providing the thrill and challenges,</p><p>while letting us sharpen our reflexes. </p><p><br /></p><p>But they are just a distraction,</p><p>being prone to be a time sink,</p><p>letting us neglect an important task,</p><p>while becoming more addictive. </p><p><br /></p><p>As we get more involved,</p><p>disconnected from our families, </p><p>with health issues like eye strain,</p><p>slowly becoming the casualties. </p><p><br /></p><p>Many had fallen victim,</p><p>from its unrestricted influence,</p><p>loosing their dreams and relationships,</p><p>in the constant craving of dopamine. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, are they a boon or bane,</p><p>depends on its use in moderation, </p><p>to remain a part of our life,</p><p>without letting it control us.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-57903397040248580382024-02-01T17:59:00.000-08:002024-02-01T17:59:30.628-08:00Minimalism or extravagant life<p>Minimalism or extravagant life,</p><p>live simply or displaying grandeur, </p><p>what life I should choose,</p><p>that retains my values and pride? </p><p><br /></p><p>Lifestyles have their appeal, </p><p>be it the appearances, </p><p>the benefits they possess,</p><p>with the traditions and influences,</p><p>or the passions, aesthetics, </p><p>that display our individuality. </p><p><br /></p><p>A minimalist approach,</p><p>keeping things simple,</p><p>consuming fewer resources, </p><p>reducing our impact on surrounding, </p><p>by making conscious efforts,</p><p>for overall health of self and environment. </p><p><br /></p><p>But it can be restrictive and boring,</p><p>for, we have a limited lifespan,</p><p>something more stimulating and enjoyable,</p><p>that caters to our unspoken desires,</p><p>and attracts people around us,</p><p>letting us experience the luxuries. </p><p><br /></p><p>So comes the extravagant lifestyle, </p><p>that serves our impulsive needs,</p><p>to live a life without any regrets,</p><p>satisfying our pleasures and curiosities,</p><p>for, who doesn't want excitement, </p><p>to make this world worth living. </p><p><br /></p><p>So, what choice would I make,</p><p>that reflects my inner voice,</p><p>creating balance and harmony,</p><p>between my mind and soul,</p><p>do I prefer indulgence and craving,</p><p>or aspire to have limited needs. </p><p><br /></p><p>The path that let me live fully...to my heart content.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8621016140514044683.post-72019927065795293822024-01-30T18:03:00.000-08:002024-01-30T18:03:20.300-08:00The Ant<p>A tiny creature of the land,</p><p>making nests in the ground, </p><p>building elaborate tunnels and chambers,</p><p>to house food, eggs and young ones. </p><p><br /></p><p>Even small, they aren't weak,</p><p>for, strength lies in their colonies,</p><p>working together as a strong team,</p><p>to overcome any obstacles they were facing. </p><p><br /></p><p>Yet they are considered a pest,</p><p>bring problems to the house they infest,</p><p>as they harm the health and belongings, </p><p>and we seek to rid ourselves of the nuisance. </p><p><br /></p><p>Using chemicals and home remedies,</p><p>we plan to create the boundaries, </p><p>for them to avoid and not interfere, </p><p>that way we could both coexist. </p><p><br /></p><p>They are admirable, worthy of respect,</p><p>we draw lessons from their presence, </p><p>still, it's better to see them from afar,</p><p>for, we aren't ready for home invasions.</p><p><br /></p>mkhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16006887106155917545noreply@blogger.com0