Kept as a showcase

Kept as a showcase,

letting crowd browse,

through various categories,

to find the best place,

for catering to their needs.

They have lively demonstrations,

hosting events for the promotions,

presenting specialties & functions, 

marketing products as accessories, 

to provide sustained services. 

People throng in batches, 

trying to touch, poke or caress, 

taking snapshots of exhibits,

disregarding instructions provided,

to satisfy their curious minds.

And I watched with wonder,

diversities of human plunders, 

collections of exotic creatures,

displayed as prized possessions, 

for us visitors, from distant corners. 

Yes, kept as a showcase, 

they were breathing animals,

some were familiar, still rare,

while others from foreign lands,

waiting to be chosen by potential buyers.

P.S. Visited a pet exhibition, 

had great time exploring,

but they seemed distressed, 

being surrounded by onlookers. 

People have different tastes

People have different tastes,

that influences choices made,

in selecting brands or products,

choosing course of purchase. 

It's indeed a competition,

to grab the buyer's attention,

those who could succeed, 

would lead the market. 

Yet, circumstances change,

forcing us to follow trends, 

endure the difficult situations, 

for investments, to pay dividends. 

Even then, failures happens,

hard work, goes down the drain,

forcing us to make decisions,

to continue or shutting business. 

People have different tastes,

it's important to know customers, 

provide them with consistency, 

to win their trust & confidence. 

Those who learn the tricks,

would attain enormous wealth,

while others sustains losses,

and that's part of the game!

I have believed the wisdom

I have believed the wisdom,

transmitted through generations, 

cultivating a sense of gratitude, 

conducting self with inclination, 

of mutual respect and appreciation. 

Yet, realities were disappointing, 

often defies my understanding,

exploiting weaknesses, & misfortunes, 

their each action being calculating,

shattering trusts in the process. 

Naive heart, left with scars,

changing directions or paths,

as doubts seeps in my mind,

became wary of investing in life,

filled with thoughts of optimism. 

And, it activates a vicious cycle, 

as opinions manifests in behaviors, 

adversely affecting my personality, 

letting people cement their beliefs,

alienating me further from society. 

I have believed the wisdom,

of seeing others as our reflections, 

as part of psychological projections, 

but, I encountered grimy mirrors,

losing my identity, following others!

Hyperacusis

When normal sounds, become noisy affairs, 

building our distress, from mild annoyance, 

affecting daily routines, also social interactions,

we have experienced, a hearing disorder. 

Hyperacusis... 

The hyperacute ears,

a rarity among people,

yet, brings them despair, 

impacting general wellbeing. 

For, it heightened sensations, 

of ordinary sounds exposures, 

causing buzzing or tingling,

with fullness of the ears. 

Some have severe headache, 

constant stress increases fatigue, 

affecting alertness & sleep patterns,

leading to seizures, with imbalance. 

It shows signs, when things bother,

making us irritable, more anxious,

developing fear, promoting avoidance,

getting depressed, from social isolation. 

Hyperacusis... 

Many are silent sufferers,

enduring noisy working environments,

straining relationship, friends & family,

facing troubles, from our intolerance. 

** P.S : 

The severity varies, 

people find coping mechanisms,

using earplug or headphones,

might need surgery or medications.

Anagapesis

You were once my world, 

an oasis for suffering soul,

bringing light in my life,

like a blessing from divine.

My affections deep & strong,

planning future, where we belong,

yet, setbacks changed situations,

forming cracks, in our relations. 

Anagapesis... 

Witnessing, our fading love,

wondering where feelings gone,

broken promises, transforming heart,

leaving a void, continuing drought.

There's no anger or any laments,

lingering ache, of disappointments, 

just realizations, the growing detachment, 

from these emotions, thoughts being absent. 

Anagapesis... 

It does concerns,

doubting sentiments, I once yearned,

and I gathered, fragmented memories, 

to rekindle thoughts, & not feel sorry. 

Tell me your insecurities

Tell me your insecurities,

making you uncomfortable inside,

affecting the peace of mind,

since they're one of a kind,

unique to your personality. 

These are thought finding refuge,

exploiting fear, carving new home,

creating cavities, in mental space,

like termites, damaging the wood,

emptying your individuality. 

For, no one is truly immune, 

everyone have battles to fight,

to preserve their value & pride,

they would struggle to confide,

these vulnerable conditions. 

And we fear rejections,

feeding guilty conscience, 

or just feeling deficiencies,

in functioning or accomplishments,

being unworthy of praises. 

Tell me your insecurities, 

and I will patiently listen,

no judgment or opinions,

would be part of our discussions,

rather seeking an understanding. 

And it will help...

I used to live in constant dread

I used to live in constant dread,

of being trapped in incessant rain,

with sudden arrival of bad weather,

soaking my clothes, important files. 

Life can have unfortunate streaks,

so, a cautious person, I have to be

to face storms, and not feel weak,

in my quest, for reaching the peak. 

A level of alertness always helps,

preventing mishaps, restricting damages,

but sometimes, we overestimate risks, 

and exceed the limits of preparedness. 

From specific days to year-round,

my concerns, had become bound,

building walls, avoid other's advice, 

remain secure, in protective guise. 

And, it took me long to realize,

I have opened umbrella in sunlight,

missing the warmth of the rays,

fearing chills of drenched nights.

To plan a city

To plan a city,

we need central committee, 

holding power over bureaucracy, 

to take decisions, without discrepancies. 

For, it needs proper planning,

land requires various scanning,

making files, to clear proposals, 

it's a hassle, delaying the tasks. 

These officials, have limited role,

in letting these details unfold,

while professionals & experts,

build roadmaps, to start their work. 

When lands were provided,

it was expected to bear fruits,

in the development the areas,

which was backward & remote. 

Still, there were risks involved, 

if not made sustainable, future-proof,

when population rises, problems occur,

without solutions, to recover from loss. 

For, human greed knows no bound,

given opportunities, release the hounds,

exploiting resources, breaking the systems,

damaging the path, of continued habitation. 

Kalopsia

We see with filtered vision, 

influenced by our emotions,

even exaggerations were common,

that fuels our delusions. 

Still, it's not a bad thing,

to add spice of optimism,

through our creativity, 

enhancing mundane livings. 

Kalopsia, a beautiful sight... 

That our heart seeks,

every time we sneak, 

our fantasies into logics,

to make it presentable. 

When a mother praise child,

or artist glorified his artwork,

tourists admiring places visited,

describing them enthusiastically.

In the moments, reminiscing past,

we would magnify, nostalgic tastes, 

romanticize people and events, 

which were ordinary & dull. 

Yet, our expectations soars, 

subconsciously add sensationalism, 

in our thoughts, fantasizing world, 

that suits our values & aesthetics.

And it manifests, to outside world,

through writings, pictures or songs,

changing our objective reality,

into something magical...

Through power of imagination!

It's all about dopamine

Dopamine, these neurotransmitters,

crucial for rewards, motivation & pleasures,

helping us grow, learn and evolve,

yet, it's now become an addiction,

with our behaviors, causing a surge,

brain adapts to repeated exposures, 

reducing production & its receptors, 

decreasing ability to experience pleasures. 

Yet, our society has transformed, 

inventing ways to promote systems,

triggering release of these hormones,

to initiate & sustain the conditions,

where we find instant gratification, 

with the use of various stimulations,

creating constant flow of addictions,

to social media, food or television. 

It's a blind pursuit, towards indulgence, 

to satiate the hunger, inner emptiness, 

yet, forgetting fundamental component, 

of ending chase, achieving contentment, 

requires us to surrender, fleeting impulses,

maintain a balance, in duties & ambitions, 

when we understand, deeper mechanisms,

we develop strategies, for healthier engagements. 

The answer lies, in moderation!

In this digital age

In this digital age, 

we have seen many innovations, 

that stream through our senses,

and capturing our attentions. 

Computer graphics... 

Visual contents made using computers,

an evolving field, shaping our future,

designing aspects of entertainment,

and deepening scientific knowledge. 

It relies on core areas,

of modelling, rendering & animations, 

defining shapes of objects in 3 dimensions, adding visual effects with movements. 

An integral part of movies & television,

video games give immersive experiences, 

social media is incomplete without it,

A.I. have expanded its penetration. 

From industries to advertisements,

medical visualization & surgical simulations, 

analyzing complex scientific information, 

opening avenues for artistic expressions. 

It's indeed a powerful technology, 

yet, carries negative consequences,

high resource demands, put strain on environment, 

while limiting mind, and physical experiences. 

Computer graphics... 

Having its immense potential,

still burdens, with frequent utilization, 

so, we should mitigate the risks,

for advancements of civilizations. 

Loud and clear

Don't let the conversation steer, 

away from things hold dear,

hesitations shouldn't break the flow,

of sharing thoughts, without fear. 

Misunderstandings often happens,

when communications were broken,

as inertness, or indifference develops,

within the heart, from procrastination. 

It could be simple nervousness,

or pride wary of being rejected, 

making excuses for escaping, 

situations that are complicated. 

And, most would prefer silence,

if control over decisions were absent,

being sensitive to their surroundings, 

each sound echos, causing tinnitus. 

So, be loud and clear,

speak with trust and conviction,

being honest with feelings or concerns, 

taking conversations, into its conclusions. 

Incitements

Whom does it benefit, 

promoting certain prejudice,

creating divides in communities, 

by branding others as nemesis, 

needed to be defeated. 

Incitements... 

Provoking masses using slogans,

charging up their burning emotions,

taking advantages of fault lines, 

to further causes and interests, 

through protests, and disturbance. 

It's a never ending conditions, 

spread across time and location,

where groups rise in positions,

spreading falsehoods & misinformation,

to create and sustain conflicts. 

There are always some backers,

acting against state powers,

endorsing individual ideologies,

to deepen their hold on psyche,

and dominate political landscapes. 

Incitements... 

They are the invisible enemies, 

poisoning innocent memories, 

the ones, thriving in harmony, 

peacefully striving for autonomy,

yet being coerced, to take sides!

Age of consumerism

In this modern age, 

we reached such a stage,

where work is a burden,

valued only with money. 

Age of consumerism... 

Not about necessities, 

but goods and services, 

built the foundations, 

and drive our economy. 

Breaking monotony,

they bring fresh changes,

promoting Individualism, 

over unity of families. 

It's about competitions,

selling more products, 

downgrading the qualities,

to shorten the lifespan. 

It's not only materials,

even relationships suffer,

having cosmetic criteria,

to validate connections. 

Age of consumerism... 

It's like a mental conditioning, 

forcing us to earn payments,

only to be spent on amenities, 

which were not even needed. 

And we become negligent, 

addicted to conveniences, 

while using the excuses,

for using their services. 

Fixed or flexible role

So what roles you prefer?

Be fixed, or flexible thoughts,

things that give you confidence,

would it be stability or explorations? 

It varies, we have temperaments, 

that dictates, actions we take,

sensible ones, support these traits,

to achieve positions, even dominate. 

Yet, this balance, difficult to make,

when our situations, raise the stakes,

many falters, even resolve do break,

few could swim, preserving the strength. 

To be stubborn, might be frowned, 

yet have advantages, protecting systems,

building foundations, durable & strong,

to face challenges, weather the storm. 

While flexible ones, ride the waves,

finding ways to attain desired success,

following passion, enjoying freedom,

bringing something new, into the game. 

So, what role you prefer?

Each path have its advantages, 

as long as there's understanding, 

and mutual respect...

Let's cuddle

Come to me, my darling...

My arms are long waiting,

to pull you closer to chest,

and lock you in an embrace. 

Let's cuddle... 

Feel each other's heartbeats, 

allow the moments to soak in,

as our body secrete oxytocin, 

deepening love, with each meet. 

I can't control these urges,

every time we talk, emotions surges,

it's a craving, it's my longing,

to hold you, conveying feelings. 

There would be pure affection,

a bit of nuzzle, as we snuggle,

or could become passionate,

involving kisses & some fondles. 

Let's cuddle... 

Satisfy these yearnings, 

for, I am not the only desiring,

break the shells of shyness,

express freely your impulses. 

When the wall finally breaks,

we are two souls on the bed...

Cuddling

In our world

In our world...

We like to remain,

living the way we do,

dealing with the change,

from afar, secured inside,

never take blind chance,

make conscious efforts,

to redirect our course, 

and accommodate,

wishes of other's. 

In our world...

We have acclimatized,

to be prepared for our life,

overcoming various challenges, 

to chase, attain the goals aspired,

building our respect & pride,

while giving us the time,

to invest in pleasures,

without the scrutiny, 

of guilty conscience. 

In our world...

We are too familiarized,

having limited exposures, 

from perspectives of outsides,

opening enclosures of our mind,

allowing fresh thoughts inside,

of adjustments, & sacrifices, 

against newer experiences, 

that demand our presence,

In both heart & mind. 

In our world...

We protect the sacred space,

yet, don't provide equal respect,

to other's views and interests, 

still expect them to comprehend, 

feelings we have conveyed,

while disregarding concerns,

being controlling & possessive, 

would fuel hurt and discontent, 

breaking connections made.

Writer par excellence

A mastery over language,

your writings are astounding, 

every time I read your posts,

my heart keeps pounding... 

Your perspectives are unique,

and thoughts, are insightful,

narratives being compelling, 

sways hearts of us readers. 

Your proses demand attention, 

as words, captivates our vision,

inspiring the inexperienced,

through your sophistication. 

Your verses are mesmerizing, 

adorned with metaphors, & symbolism, 

being immersed in scenic imagery,

enhances thresholds of perceptions. 

And we, became your admirers,

saving them as treasured collections, 

these quote, poetries, proses and stories, 

colors our world, with your imagination. 

So, connect with your aesthetics, 

bring some magic into our lives,

bestowed upon us ordinary,

you are a blessing from divine... 

For, you are...

A writer par excellence 

Rainbow sky

Ah, what a wonderful display,

when rainbow appears in the sky,

as sun peeks behind dark clouds,

and share warmth of sunshine. 

For, in these rare glimpses, 

I could view various shades,

which nature have blessed,

to our humble eyes. 

My heart is mesmerized, 

in the sunsets and sunrise,

witnessing canvas in hues,

of red, yellow and orange.

Sometimes, I get lucky,

might have rare sightings,

when indigo and violets, 

fills the sky, for fleeting seconds. 

In those moments, I feel alive,

been too long, under blue skies,

calm, peaceful, yet mundane,

letting my spirit stagnate.

So, I await, for its arrival,

not distant, but something closer,

infusing energy, stimulating heart,

to experience, things beyond.... 

Just a sign, I keep praying,

that brings joy, to weary soul!

Let it sink in

There's no rush, take your time,

clarity needed, in matters of life,

when you encounter difficult situations, 

calm your nerves, listen to the wise. 

Let it sink in... 

Absorbing information like a sponge,

let you research, before you plunge,

into the pools of turbulent emotions,

without understanding rationale of reactions. 

Human mind is no machine,

various thoughts jumbled within,

needing reining on the impulses,

when flooded with feelings. 

It's not words, that are important,

for the meanings, are to be grasped,

as we process, when we paused,

the running scenarios, making us act. 

Let it sink in... 

Expand awareness of the dealings,

gather insights, demand explaining, 

for, blind faith on certain subjects, 

becomes detrimental & counterproductive. 

Seek something new

Seek something new,

it's too valuable to lose,

our curiosity to explore,

gathering insights from world,

experience, the joy of learning. 

We might have preconceptions, 

developing bias, forming opinions, 

still, welcome this information, 

opening ourselves to perceptions, 

prevailing in various communities. 

Seek something new,

painting life with the hues,

with or without interactions, 

understand other's situations, 

before passing judgments. 

And spread knowledge afar,

stemmed out of your mind,

after contemplating findings, 

enforcing or changing sides,

without regrets of ignorance. 

Seek something new,

take advantage of schemes, 

cultivate discerning eyes,

choose intellect over lies,

peddled by the imposters... 

And become true believer,

Of discourse, permeating in our universe!

Fatigued

Fatigued, my weary soul,

seek rest, as immediate goal,

yet, duty bound, had to work,

till exhausted, of energy reserve. 

Sleepy, I feel so tired,

eyes are heavy, shutting down,

steps are unsteady, getting dizzy,

lightheaded, body losing power. 

Fatigued, it's a cumulative effect,

running around, in empty stomach, 

as worries & trouble, afflict minds,

creating havoc, into body’s rhythm. 

The seasons, not being kind,

rain batters, exposed to outside,

as heart desires, warm embrace,

only to encounter, further disturbance. 

Fatigued, from changes in routine,

retiring later, pushing to extreme,

still, brain remains active, organizing,

and examining, the day's activities. 

Stealing away moments of peace,

with late nights and early morning,

as drowsiness, making me sluggish,

to complete tasks, at best of capacities. 

Being sensitive

Being sensitive, 

to the changing times,

feeling the pressures,

of things in decline,

feeling sorry, we do worry,

carrying burdens, hard to bury,

we lose peace of mind. 

Being sensitive,

to trial and tribulations,

weathering the problems,

dampening our sensations,

and we find, difficult to confide,

of getting supports, for the climb,

so we evade, averting situations. 

Being sensitive, 

we confined to our rooms,

building walls, escape the gloom,

yet, we would miss opportunities, 

have experiences, perform duties, 

building valuable connections,

to live a life of fulfillment. 

Being sensitive, 

it might leave regrets,

when years were lost,

hiding in our closets,

and we are left behind, 

watching them rise,

completing milestones...

In the sea of achievements

In the sea of achievements,

my thoughts brew discontent, 

when expectations soars,

deficiencies brings laments. 

More and more, trying to score,

yet, setbacks, closes the doors,

hardships of life, make us struggle,

missing chances, to indulge in pleasures. 

For, our aspirations build figures, 

to feel sensations, we need triggers, 

a constant chase, attain par excellence, 

disapprove others, for being mediocre. 

Yet, the world, is fairly distributed, 

sharing both fortunes & troubles, 

if we empathize, better positions,

we might lose, worsen conditions. 

In the sea of achievements, 

I might have lost my way,

was it the fear, of being rejected, 

and overthinking, lowering self-respect. 

Then again, it could be anything...

Still, realities are unrelenting. 

When in doubt, say it aloud

When in doubt, say it aloud,

words that's needed, to be around,

to perform tasks, we have to grasp,

having an inkling, of pursuing the path. 

It's something that ails us all,

most will survive, few would fall,

facing dilemmas, in critical times,

blaming self, for losing our minds. 

When in doubt, say it aloud,

taught by wise, to clear the ground,

helping us observe, examine closely,

leading to developing an understanding. 

With short attention, we easily miss,

patchy information, hard to notice,

when encountered, associated questions,

realize the futility, of our recollection. 

When in doubt, say it aloud,

release pressures from uncertainties, 

helping us see, identifying the problems,

gaining the clarity, for seeking solutions. 

For, things forgotten, not easy to summon,

like a ship sunk, deep in the ocean,

yet, with patience, and targeted sonar,

we pull back memories, from the sea floor.

Teach them young

Teach them young, let them learn,

wonders of nature, make them hum,

walking on soil, grass, gravels or sand,

gaining insights, experiencing first hand. 

They are curious, more welcoming,

cultivate empathy, art of nurturing,

inspired to act, when they understand, 

the true depth, of their surroundings. 

But be mindful, give proper mentoring, 

with enough knowledge, before venturing,

being free and wild, can be tempting,

yet take caution, rather than endangering...

Their budding minds. 

There should be joy, in explorations,

with awareness, of potential risk factors,

let no fear, crippled these adventures,

for them to abandon, seek new shelters. 

And once they rise, facing challenges, 

entranced by beauty, sustain interests, 

they will strive, protect these lives,

carry the spirit, protecting their kinds. 

Teach them young, let them learn,

and they grow, become an inspiration, 

teaching generations, wisdom of existence, 

igniting passion, of nature's conservation!

Shame

It's a struggle, when it came,

arresting our thoughts, taking blame,

for situations imagined, actions made,

creating scenarios, in our head,

bringing us pain & distress. 

Shame... 

Feeling of embarrassment,

stemmed from moral predicament,

of doing something dishonorable, 

that keeps eating our conscience,

and affecting, our routine lives. 

No matter the confidence gathered,

It thrives, growing in the shadows,

binding our hearts, in invisible chains,

causing us stumble, make mistakes,

tightening its hold, with every slip. 

And we hesitate, to get attention, 

hiding ourselves, living in isolation, 

our fears, giving it more power, 

dominating mind & our imagination. 

Yet, this perception is flawed,

not aligning with our reality,

losing strength, once we confront,

bringing it to light, share them all...

Realizing, it's nothing to be ashamed about!

Do you find pleasure

Do you find pleasure,

when you easily snap,

showing your irritations, 

with scathing remarks? 

For, normal seems boring,

while flaws were glaring,

taking offense on actions,

that don't show perfections. 

There are various reasons,

some genuine, some delusions,

taking control of your mind,

sending signals, unsavory kinds. 

While people develop tolerance,

when they value closer connections, 

you might prefer independent lifestyle,

having aversion, for walking extra mile. 

And gradually you drifted away,

from a world, which you reject,

contrary to aspirations & aesthetics,

acting as obstacles, to your success. 

So, tell me, do you find pleasure, 

harboring bitterness, feeling pressure,

neither accepting nor breaking relations, 

while trying to dominate, conversations.

The time is ripe

How long would you wait,

to attain those goals set,

missing various opportunities, 

and lament, for being late... 

The time is ripe 

Your moment is now,

take actions, not wonder how,

path will create, as you walk,

nothing begins, if you stall. 

Your journey of life,

might be filled with strife,

still, you make progress, 

with each steps outside. 

For, change is inevitable, 

it's your choice to decide,

whether to abandon or dabble,

choosing certainty over gamble. 

The time is ripe 

Whenever you have doubt,

remind your heart to shout, 

words of self suggestions,

that you trust, your decisions.

Approval

This world is a mysterious place,

every life tries to communicate, 

few could reach, and convey,

while others, lost in transition. 

Approval... 

We don't need any permission, 

to flourish, bearing our situations, 

facing conflicts or misunderstandings,

stemmed out of personal opinions. 

For, every person have expectations, 

might not align, with our visions

still, we interact, gain information, 

to deliberate, make our decisions. 

There are many stakeholders, 

yet, we alone, are accountable ,

so, personal interests matters,

when following these directions. 

Let us take control of our lives

not leaving any regrets inside,

it's natural to seek appreciation,

but they shouldn't dictate...

Our perceptions & actions! 

P.S : 

And it works for either side,

So, be empathetic, to other's plight. 

Building roads

Roads, roads, everywhere, 

It's never ending construction,

further, deeper, reaching sites,

from city centers, to peripheries,

complying to never ending demands. 

A sign of development, 

made promises for stakeholders, 

adding to their conveniences, 

of connecting far and wide,

from their home's front entrance. 

When business becomes reasons,

nothing stops from the decisions, 

greed reigns, conscience loses,

so does the sacred space,

the dwellings of wildlifes. 

Not sparing any existing habitats, 

eliminating forest, grasslands, & wetlands,

acting as a barrier to fragment lands,

restricting movements of wild animals, impacting population of various species. 

These modern paths damage ecosystems,

exploiting resources, accumulate pollutants,

likes of oils, grease, litters and heavy metal,

while disrupting natural drainage patterns, 

causes soil erosion & water contamination. 

Building highways...

Getting easy environmental clearances, 

clearing vegetations, doing excavation,

drilling mountains, and undergrounds,

leading to instability, even landslides. 

And we witness, welcoming tracks,

both cheering, and protesting,

in silence...

An evening walk to remember

An evening walk, takes curious turn,

changing directions, to uncharted roads, 

beyond the walls, overgrown vegetations, 

I accidentally reached a place unknown. 

Being lost, I tried to turn back,

then, lights flashes, lightening struck,

while air vibrates, a continuing hum,

I was surrounded, by cloudy mist. 

Yet, it vanishes before I even blink, 

sceneries changed, realization sinks,

cacophony replaced quiet surroundings, 

as I was standing, in a market square.

But, faces were hazy, silhouettes moves,

like playing records, of memories before, 

from the times, when streets were alive,

being busy, bustling, centers of towns. 

Their voices heard, loud & clear,

pushing the goods, to their customers,

of its beauty, values, places of origin,

stories of lives, connected with it.

And I witnessed, as silent observer,

while reminiscing, my younger years,

of the freedom, joy, and amazement, 

when every outing, was an adventure. 

A sense of calm, washes over me,

nostalgic emotions, started flowing,

as the noises, permeating in bazaars,

transported me to treasured times.

And I relive, closing my eyes,

until the sounds, slowly dissipate,

worries replaced by renewed vigor,

for, I could see, desired future... 

That were abandoned for long.

Your memories still echoes

Your memories still echoes, 

in the recesses of my heart,

like stuck by some arrows,

developing a tender ache. 

Showing glimpses of moments,

we had spent in other's company, 

leaving behind lament of present, 

where life has lost its symphony. 

I feel lost, in this maze

no path open, paving my way,

as weary mind, being in a haze,

need inspirations, of bygone days. 

And I lay, on these grounds, 

looking at distance, vacant stares,

when spirit low, sorrow abound,

my sadness turns into despair. 

But then, shines my inner light, 

whispering words of dear ones,

like the dawn, illuminating bright,

telling me, that I am not alone... 

For, your memories, still echoes!

Unfulfilled journey

Dreams, they were beautiful sight, 

fueling ambitions, aspirations rise,

chasing the goals, of reaching heights,

testing limits, of an adventurous life. 

A child heart, innocent and true,

spreading wings, of our imaginations,

unsuspecting, the obstacles of realities, 

will put breaks, on flight of fantasy. 

Yet, there are desires, passions ripe,

keeping us engaged, preoccupied, 

to see the changes, with every bite, 

making it harder, continue the diet. 

For, our feelings, are priceless, 

opening path, for new experiences,

and suitcase, ready to be packed,

along with passport, and ID cards. 

And heart awaits, for the right time,

sparing moments, creating fun memories, 

yet, circumstances create such situations, 

we couldn't step out, from enclosures. 

Being confined, inside the system,

built from personal, & work obligations, 

while guilt and concerns, act as inhibitions, 

bound to duties, losing our freedom. 

And wishes, keeps vanishing...

Matsyanyaya

The law of the fish,

where strong devours the weak,

in absence of the order,

powerful dominate the meek. 

Ancient philosophers realized,

advised by Chanakya in his treatise,

advocating true purpose of the state,

in implementation of authority. 

For, society descends into anarchy, 

without a ruler or command structures, 

preventing domination of one side,

while exploiting or stealing rights. 

A just and impartial state,

provides every citizen the space,

to have growth, without the fears,

of losing rights, being vulnerable. 

For, us human, are evolved beings,

risen above the petty fightings, 

following ethics and morality,

with compassion and empathy. 

And, when we stray from the path,

there would be chaos, once we lost,

surrendering to our impulses, 

as Matsyanyaya begins!

I smiled & nodded,

I smiled & nodded,

to their assumptions, I folded,

lacking energy, explain the reasons,

and weights, of my decisions. 

A fool I was, so it is,

a path carved, choices picked, 

set the stage, I walked free,

or bound to the narratives. 

Days spent in performing, 

nights confronts realities, 

there are no lies or acting,

just the mirrors reflecting. 

And I wonder, painting colors,

does my mask, working proper,

not spilling the vulnerabilities, 

being concealed inside lockers. 

I smiled & nodded,

being nervous, to not venture,

into the corners, of self-depreciation,

being aware, of the deficiencies... 

From comparisons, or desperations?

Bigger the better

Higher and higher,

our aspirations build figures, 

adding on to the success, 

our desires were triggered,

for, bigger is better. 

From being small or average, 

our growth requires leverage, 

of learning skill & knowledge, 

to attain goals, fulfill objectives. 

And we rise, from past self, 

bringing lifestyles & aesthetics, 

spacious houses, with luxuries, 

depending on our reach & capacities. 

It's always an upward trend,

losses were scorned, forgotten,

leaving behind humble abode, 

we chase the glittery sights. 

For, our world is ever-changing,

life can never be stationary,

even if we retain stubbornness, 

we have to accept modifications. 

And, we have to decide,

would we prefer peace or desires, 

influencing our choices for home,

something comforting or grandeur...

True nature of reality

Can we ever estimate, 

the true depth of reality,

and not remain engaged,

in hypothesis & theories? 

It's a puzzle, for human mind,

question without definite answer,

still, significant amount of time,

was invested to gather. 

Each information is vital,

past wisdom were the ladders,

philosophy and scientific thoughts,

came together to reach higher. 

Idealists were the believers, 

adding divine entities into equation, 

to explain the discrepancies, 

which would have created confusions. 

Yet, the realists were the one,

who accepted the world as such,

following fixed principles of universe, 

awaiting us, to be discovered. 

Then again, 

True nature of reality is unknown,

there are deficiencies, in interpretations, 

for, our perception is subjective, 

to arrive at objective conclusions. 

Green noise

Heart disturbed, need some rest,

yet, the thoughts, are so messed,

snatching away, peace & quiet, 

these struggles, make time do waste,

so I searched, finding remedies, 

providing moments of tranquility, 

to my unsettled mind. 

Green noise... 

It worked like wonders,

as it filled the backgrounds, 

with soothing nature's sounds,

like breeze, rustling through trees,

falling raindrops or flowing streams,

creating low, continuous rumbles,

these frequencies felt comfortable. 

This calming ambience reduces stress,

improving focus, masking distracting noises,

blocks disruptive sounds of surroundings,

providing relief, from tinnitus ringing,

when I listen, to nature inspired sounds,

it helps me fall, and stay asleep.

Childhood memories

Childhood memories,

keep playing games, 

hide & seek of snapshots,

tagging me to that place...

Once a big part of my life. 

Gilli danda, langdi, and pittu ( 7 stones)

flying kites, or kancha (marble) on ground,

cricket, football and badminton outside,

or board games, carrom in our houses,

brought thrill into youthful hearts. 

It was easier to make friends, 

find players to fill the space,

as atmosphere was charged,

when emotions rise and falls,

involving passionate discussions. 

There were genuine competitions,

which never plagued by comparisons,

successes being celebrated together,

failures were treated as motivations,

being cheered nevertheless. 

Childhood memories,

bringing back those days,

when concerns or worries, 

never reached the stage,

of adversely impacting live!

Misty winter mornings

There's something magical,

about misty winter mornings,

when we are venturing outside,

for our walks or driving. 

The air feels cold & crisp,

being chilled to the bones,

still it felt so refreshing,

enjoying the tranquility of world.

Our eyes brighten, lips smile,

witnessing the dense fog outside,

covering surroundings like a blanket,

obscuring our vision, to see ahead.

It doesn't suppress, become overwhelming, 

rather felt intimate, and welcoming,

stirring emotions, evoke nostalgic times, 

the cozy moments, of childhood memories. 

And I walked, through the haze,

opening my mouth, creating vapors,

unfurling imagination, reliving days,

of being a dragon, smoking cigarette.

For, here, I could see my breath,

like manifesting inner heartbeats, 

while ethereal atmosphere is created,

in those special moments. 

Words dances, with flowing ink

Words dances, with flowing ink,

when imagination sparks briefly,

not many sustains, carry it well,

lacking the depth, slowly dissipate,

leaving behind unpleasant aftertaste. 

The writers dream, for better screen,

while the amateurs, keeps up routine,

reading, writing, learning from mistake,

gradually growing, using the means,

expressing freely, thoughts in pages. 

Word dance, with flowing ink,

captivating attention of the kings,

the reader's deliberate, selecting few,

making them rise, by sharing reviews,

encouraging authors to continue. 

Yet, failures, lack the voice,

stirring emotions, making some noise,

for, limitations hampers many potentials,

with vocabulary, grammar, & perceptions,

acting as setbacks & obstacles. 

Words dances, with flowing ink,

some brings greater recipes,

yet, every effort, adds spices,

to otherwise monotony of flavors,

even if we admire the work.