Cityscape unfolds its charm

From the empty side alleys,

to congested, crowded highways,

greeneries of parks and outskirts, 

centre filled with concrete structures,

there's a lot that is visible, 

in this vibrant urban sphere. 

Aspiring towers that pierce the sky,

testament of our ambitions and pride,

while the lively streets below,

are filled with dreams and desires,

each one have their stories to tell,

every soul sings for us to listen. 

There's love in their every efforts,

in different section of the society,

even the plants and animals alike,

striving for their everyday survival,

while this epitome of human progress, 

welcomes them all with it's excesses. 

Bustling markets filled with cacophony, 

from shopkeepers, hawkers and eateries,

people gather in groups for their necessities,

creating together a thriving community,

within different wards and establishments, 

be it newer arrivals to the older settlements. 

Students of different school and colleges,

walking in respective uniforms with smiling faces,

and neat and smart dressed employees, 

going through their corporate dealings, 

or the laborers working on the ground, 

with tired sweaty skin under the sun. 

The majority rush for daily chores, 

the affluent ones too have their pleasures, 

with their every aspirations that ignites,

the urgency and competitions to feel alive,

as city provides, every concerns addressed, 

for the immediate needs for their lifestyle. 

The cityscape unfolds its charm, 

enticing the hearts of many,

who dare to dream and act,

taking the blind leap of faith,

while it stands being the beacon of hope...

accepting them in the fold, and chaos follows.

How to spend the day

How to spend the day,

taking leave from workspace, 

it's indeed a dilemma sometimes,

having this break from rat race. 

Planning needs to be done,

to make the time fruitful,

for, it would be a waste otherwise,

to be lying in bed or dilly-dallying. 

There was a time in life about,

us being used to lazying around,

a whole day would be gone,

while we were left with inaction. 

But now, there's a guilt,

of taking unnecessary leaves,

more so, if we have no excuses,

to escape this professional routine. 

So, how would I spend,

have an outing to malls or eatery,

travel to any nearby place,

and have a change of pace. 

Should I rest and recuperate, 

listen to music or watch some favorites,

read, write, invest in creative endeavors, 

or just do nothing, and be me. 

Everyone have different experiences

Ever wondered...

If you have been cloned,

similar thoughts, same emotions,

the memories, all of your feelings,

everything identical within two beings. 

Can you say with confidence,

be certain of your choices,

when making the decisions,

for yourself and loved ones,

that only you have the rights? 

Indeed, these things are farfetched,

but technologies can make it happen,

even if it's not with physical body,

but your mind having scanned copies,

would someday demand its entitlement. 

Straight from a Sci Fi story,

to become your new reality, 

then would you ever ponder,

how would you defuse situations, 

that brings moral and ethical dilemmas. 

And so, let's make fictional scenarios, 

with individual, social and legal issues,

that helps us to prepare the reactions,

understand that it needs communication,

to achieve some clarity in our vision. 

When we create such conditions, 

while preventing potential confrontations, 

as they question, interact and correlate,

these two entities would realize at that point,

having similar mind can have different experiences. 

Then again, it's all hypothetical, a product of my imagination. :) 

** 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.

The lost feelings

Don't lament the lost feelings,

that was once very appealing, 

wounds sore with the concealing, 

let it go, it's part of your healing, 

Those were the beautiful days,

when wishes and dreams were made,

but that time is gone, long forgotten,

with broken promises, voice silenced. 

For, you have chosen the path,

things that are more important,

all choices had its sacrifice,

that you have taken with a smile. 

Waves of loneliness keeps splashing,

bringing out that immense longing,

don't fret, accept the incoming waves,

don't be afraid of the hurt you perceive. 

Time would heal everything,

all the emotions and those cravings,

letting you open to your surroundings, 

that value your presence in their life. 

So, don't lament the lost feelings,

regret or feel guilty of those dealings,

things will happen if they were meant to,

you can always have a new beginning. 

Fraudulent calls

The phone rings, a stranger calls,

asking for directions, or urgent work,

services provided, or needing support,

connecting to our caring heart. 

With sweet words, and crafted guise,

they weave a web of fabricated lies,

slowly pulling you into their traps,

of breaching your data, with that trust. 

And you fall, sometimes too eager,

self interests too, were the reason,

opening the door, of your confidentiality, 

unaware of their malicious intentions. 

Only to realize, when it's too late,

losing fortunes, for momentary gain,

lamenting the loss, burdened with stress,

you fall into depression, or sadness. 

How can we mend, the broken thread, 

falling victims, to these treacherous events?

These hurtful memories, like burning scars,

would stop us from venturing ahead. 

But hold, dear friend, do not despair,

don't lose hope, for minor setbacks,

we might never know hidden motives,

still can learn, from our past mistakes. 

Let wisdom bloom, where fear's reign,

in cautious steps, rebuild the ground,

don't falter to few voices that cheat,

there's thousand more, for a pleasant treat. 

So trust again, but do it with care,

don't be gullible or get complacent, 

in a world of wolves, where trust at stake...

for, fortune only favors the bravest. 

Let me sit near a waterfall

Let me sit near a waterfall,

As falling streams form a song,

That soothes mind and my heart,

and mist of droplets surrounds... 

Cool breeze flowing intermittently,

the branches of the trees swaying,

leaf falling slowly, floating awhile,

Sometimes touching, dropping on ground. 

Stems of scrubs dances softly,

the grass bed, watching lovingly,

even this dull bench, comes alive,

with activities of insects and flies. 

The ant walk in a straight line,

searching for edibles for colony,

a babbler visits, inspects cautiously,

stealing a twig nearby, flying hurriedly. 

Distant whistles and snort of swans,

grab my attention, and I respond,

gazing these beauties, swiming in pond,

while following catfish, inside the water. 

In the chaos of life, I find silence,

occasionally broken by new visitors,

as they take pictures, here and there,

chatting cheerfully, as they share. 

still I was immersed, and time passed,

coming back to reality, with friend's call,

give me more time, I rued in whisper,

looking back to the place, I treasured... 

Away from the crowd,

Just besides the waterfall.

Déjà vu...

A haunting sensation, an eerie feeling,

something that's strange, and even unsettling,

a recollection of the past, or glimpse of the future,

that creates an illusion of our memories. 

The heart beats faster, with surge of emotions, 

as if encountering things familiar, something close,

things that never been seen or heard in life,

felt so intimate, much connected to our heart. 

Then it disappears as it had come,

a mental twitch, forming glitches in reality,

we pause to wonder, searching explanations,

baffling ourselves, questioning others in society. 

Some experience a pleasant sensation,

others being frightened, taking caution, 

sometimes a symptom accompanying seizures,

that could be a sign of psychiatric disorder. 

Still, it's a common knowledge,

most have harmless, enjoyable presence,

as long as we embrace those moments,

not get worried, lingering forever. 

Déjà vu... a phenomenon unknown,

a reminder of our deeper connections, 

the deep consciousness surrounding us, 

through time and space, our universe. 

Admirer

I saw you smiling in the ground,

hanging with friends, taking pictures,

unaware of the charm you bring,

attracting the crowd of admirers. 

I, too, am an admirer,

entranced by your beauty,

being stung by sweet poison,

piercing this heart of mine. 

You are a cruel enchantress, 

trampling through many invitations,

while arousing many desires,

though your flirtatious interactions. 

All the attentions making you shy,

even then you keep stealing my eyes,

those radiant cheeks, graceful smile,

being obscured by your silky hair. 

So let me watch you from afar,

let the flower spread its fragrance, 

even a whiff, from the scents marked,

for a follower, that would be a reward. 

And you keep spreading magic,

unaware of the presence of admirers, 

be the magnet that pulls us closer,

striking the chords of our emotions.

Be a little crazy

Be a little crazy,

that way life would be fun,

it gets boring for everyone,

if everyone is being normal. 

Have fresh ideas, think out of the box,

develop your unique perspective, 

showing people there's a path,

beyond the one they see. 

Have some eccentric hobbies,

bringing something new to the table,

let others ponder the notion,

of its viability as an option. 

Letting us, and others,

develop some flexible opinions,

as we are exposed to world realities,

helping us grow as a person. 

Be a little crazy,

keep alive childhood curiosities, 

society would have many restrictions, 

there are constraints of responsibilities. 

Give wings to your creativity and imagination,

this universe is too big to have a small vision,

that would bring the smile and laughter,

as you embark in this joyful adventure...called life.

Suffering and Detachment part 2

What do I see?

What do I feel?

Is it positive or negative emotion,

that interferes with my living?

How do I want my life to be?

Will this help me grow, be content,

is it a situation that I can change,

or in the mercy of other being? 

Detachment is not disinterest,

neither the isolation nor avoidance,

but being more aware, and conscious,

of our reactions to different situations. 

To understand the reasons,

as we observe our actions,

how it affects us and loved ones,

that matter most in this life. 

Spoken in the songs of divine, 

taught, practiced by the wise,

let us follow their examples,

bringing these thoughts within us.

Being detached from fear of failures,

the hurt of letdowns and betrayals,

even in pleasures and prosperity,

let's rein our senses with rationale. 

May be then, we could comprehend,

see the beauty, and the magnificence,

without periodic celebrations or laments,

for, they are just passing moments.

Suffering and Detachment part 1

We are prone to make mistakes,

if we keep seeing difficult days,

with no outlets or escapes,

bounded by invisible restrains. 

They play with our emotions,

and we make bad decisions,

unless we find the means,

let go of our harmful impulses. 

Love sometimes comes with conditions,

our society too has its expectations,

and even professional obligations,

stop us to express our intentions. 

Things might get suffocating,

by making us lose our harmony,

as it questions our contributions,

do we even have any importance? 

Even the memories of good times,

the success of our endeavors,

would be forgotten in those times,

for, we were too hurt to realize. 

So, is there a way out of this suffering,

to find the path of true happiness, 

that is followed by the winners,

being taught in words of wise ones? 

There are indeed much wisdom,

each having their divine essence, 

easy to understand, difficult to follow,

for, it seeks detachment from worldly feelings.

Lost in the paradise

Wind caressing the hair,

sun shining on my face,

like a puff of fresh air,

I have arrived to a wonderful place. 

The smell of the sea,

the sound of the waves,

the eye pleasing greenery,

have been my favorites. 

The surrounding sights and noises,

from people all over the places,

do bring concerns and anxiety, 

but it's getting replaced by excitement. 

Let me listen to the loved music,

while exploring this wondrous land,

filling me with sense of elation,

as I keep myself in blissful state. 

All my worries and problems,

that gave me troubles and pain,

let me watch as it vanishes,

I feel light, freed from the weights. 

And I would cherish these moments,

being grateful of the chance provided,

as I etch these memories in my heart,

while wishing to be lost in this paradise.

A clock witness

Tick tock, tick tock, I sound,

the pendulum swung back and forth,

I stand by the wall, in my wooden frame,

displaying the passage of the time. 

I witness the life, as they lived,

experiencing stages, birth to death,

various emotions are being played,

in the cacophony and their silence. 

The baby's cries, toddler's laugh,

evolving relationships of parents,

from love, assurances to quarrels,

creating stronger bonds of families. 

People came and went away,

places were crowded or abandoned, 

I saw the rise and fall of classes,

with their celebrations and mourning. 

And I was the silent observer,

in both the darkness and light,

just the clock, an old machine,

working gears and cogs symphony. 

As a creation of human ingenuity, 

with steady beats, I kept ticking,

through their hopes and despair,

passing through the chaos it brings. 

So, listen to my ticking, dear friend, 

feel the rhythm of the existence, 

a reminder that your time is fleeting,

cherish every moment, as they come.

Mobile games: boon or bane

They have been the friend,

in the time of our boredom, 

a way to break the monotonousity, 

without leaving our comfort zone. 

A source of fun and joy,

helping us relax and unwind,

providing the thrill and challenges,

while letting us sharpen our reflexes. 

But they are just a distraction,

being prone to be a time sink,

letting us neglect an important task,

while becoming more addictive. 

As we get more involved,

disconnected from our families, 

with health issues like eye strain,

slowly becoming the casualties. 

Many had fallen victim,

from its unrestricted influence,

loosing their dreams and relationships,

in the constant craving of dopamine. 

So, are they a boon or bane,

depends on its use in moderation, 

to remain a part of our life,

without letting it control us.

Minimalism or extravagant life

Minimalism or extravagant life,

live simply or displaying grandeur, 

what life I should choose,

that retains my values and pride? 

Lifestyles have their appeal, 

be it the appearances, 

the benefits they possess,

with the traditions and influences,

or the passions, aesthetics, 

that display our individuality. 

A minimalist approach,

keeping things simple,

consuming fewer resources, 

reducing our impact on surrounding, 

by making conscious efforts,

for overall health of self and environment. 

But it can be restrictive and boring,

for, we have a limited lifespan,

something more stimulating and enjoyable,

that caters to our unspoken desires,

and attracts people around us,

letting us experience the luxuries. 

So comes the extravagant lifestyle, 

that serves our impulsive needs,

to live a life without any regrets,

satisfying our pleasures and curiosities,

for, who doesn't want excitement, 

to make this world worth living. 

So, what choice would I make,

that reflects my inner voice,

creating balance and harmony,

between my mind and soul,

do I prefer indulgence and craving,

or aspire to have limited needs. 

The path that let me live fully...to my heart content.