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Posts tagged life
Beauty in everyday things
Just a little creative in seeing beauty in the everything things we see as “Beauty in everyday things”.
midnight soul
A loud voice a person talking to himself in the middle of the night woke me and poetry came out.
Womb to tomb
Out of womb in nine months, I await lifelong to get into the tomb. A creative on this.
No cash
ATMs nowadays (post demonetisation in India) are more dry than full. Getting your money from the bank is becoming a serious challenge. “The (cash) withdrawal symptoms post demonetisation are terrible.” This is a rant on this, as a limerick.(Acche Din means ‘Good days’ in Hindi) I rant and ventbut the ATM does not vend.My cash is lentto defaulters who not mend. So, when I want my moneyit says “Sorry honey”.Certainly it ain’t funny,wait till I…
Demonetisation
Months ago, the govt of India embarked on a bold program of demonetisation of Rs 500/100 notes overnight. It was expected to be a program to stem corruption and leapfrog growth. Feelings were mixed and still challenged now. I am no economist nor a serious analyst, have been inspired by this event to explore creatively the ‘mono rhyme’ style of poetic expression. “Achhe din” in Hindi language means “Good days”] Months ago there was lot…
The garbage collector
During my morning run I notice her Fresh jasmine garland on plaited hair gentle fragrance wafts Colourful glass bangles on both hands soft tinkling ripples Peace and contentment on her face quiet calm radiates she goes about her work mindfully collecting garbage from each house ’tis another day of collecting garbage from each house emptying each into her push cart mindfully she does In the world of rotting waste broken items dirty stuff She is…
The Hospital
For Poetry contest on the word “Hospital” , poem to be exactly 50 words https://allpoetry.com/contest/2684570-Hospital In the basement lifeless bodies in honeycomb shelves calmly waiting to be buried. On the top floor tiny ones in warm sacs eagerly pushing for their first breath. In between young and old in clean beds biding their time to go home. Circle of life in Rectangular building “The Hospital”.
Do not whine
everyday is bright sunshineso my friend, do not whineeveryday is filled with landminesjust dance around it and you will be fine
Looking at time
What do clocks mean in life?