"Some days when I am able to pick a pen and write, I know I have been blessed."~Savita

Welcome to my blog. In my quiet hours I seek to touch the depth of myself and my surroundings. My thoughts that take form of poetry are just the scratches on the surface of life as it reveals to me. Wrapped in a delicate veil of symbolism and ambiguity these verses and expressions also fulfill my desire to share a bit of my self with others. I hope reading them would be as enjoyable for you as writing them has been for me.

Sunday, February 23, 2020

Random Thought 62

Living in the world of thought
Try to find an escape route.

Excellence is a choice
That requires a sincere effort

Going beyond requires
Grace from beyond.


Random Thought 61 ( Evil )

Random Thought 61 ( Evil )

Evil doesn’t reign alone
It has its own comrades 
To assist in vendetta.

Encroached by fear
Their soul goes in regression
Knows not right from wrong.




Random Thought 60 (Resilience)


When faced with troubles
Look down, not up to see
How many are being crushed
Under life’s ruthless feet.

You could be one of those,
Who jumped back, brushed off,
And continued on their journey,
Stronger than what they were 
At the starting point.

Resilience is the key to life’s riches. 

Weird Poetry


Sometimes Poetry is weird
Its language strange
And its images vague.
The inspiration ignites
The weirdest hues of life.

Hard to say what incites a poet
Or towards what emotion it is geared.
Here a poet doesn’t smell, or touch, or see the rose
Here the poet hears a Rose!
Here a poet doesn’t feel the wind 
He catches the wind!

Its rhymes defy all logic to the point of being silly!
Its syllables stretch like elastic,
Meanings tethered in loose hamstrings.
The imagery of a poetic heart, 
Or the obdurate linguist crossing all the bars!
Either way, it needs another 
Weirdly poetic heart to complete the game.
You and I both are a partner in it!


2. 18. 2020

Tuesday, February 18, 2020

My Body A Marvelous Organism!


What a marvelous living organism
My Body is! 
Walking, talking, breathing,
Like a tree housing many lives in unison.
The worms, the germs and the bacteria,
All feeding and growing upon
My live blood, flesh, and bones.
We talk about human encroachment-
Just look at these menacing predators!
Mute and invisible killer encroachers!
In birth and death-
Our companions to heaven and hell!


2. 18. 2020