A birthday poem for a dear friend.
When a dear friend asked me as to why I looked grim in a recent photo, he triggered in me a simple poetic response. Here is it versed as “Smile”.
Seeded by Ramesh Gopalswamy’s post who wrote
“Even though I am old I may still be ‘otherwise’
but the second part of sentence is definitely valid”
in response to a poster that said “The reason I am old and wise is God protected me when I was young and stupid”.
Written for AP contest “The Wilderness make your own poem 17 words only include as AN”.
Poem written for AllPoetry contest based on the word prompt “Endoscopy” that had to be 50 words or less.
Triggered by word “instinctively” that was part of a comment by a good friend on a prior poem
In today’s age of speed and FOMO, every moment is a race, of doing more so that you do not miss out. To grab satisfaction by ensuring that you have not missed it and that never happens. Why ? Well, satisfaction is not something to chase down and catch, it happens when you slow down, immerse and become “Unified”.
Continuing on the theme of ephemeral, Maya is beautifully personalised as a imaginary sphere created by multiple spinning circles, each circle representing the eternal cycle of creation and destruction. Two metaphors woven into a tapestry of words as “The ephemeral II”.
Once upon a time we lived in the open with the largest dangerous animals, moving around, hunting them, starkly in contrast to today. Now, to protect ourselves from a tiny invisible virus we stay inside and fight with a needle, travel and movement shunned. Tech has grown immensely that it seems to the ‘only’ company to a human now. So, how do we free ourselves? Read this creative “Nomad”.
Continuing on the theme of “Social musings”, I take a look at how we have changed over time and realised God, sorry, the Devil in a very different manner. Here it is versed as “Surrender”.