Creativity is all about life and nature. Ideas, compositions whether it is about baking, painting,designing anything that has innovation ..has creativity..it appeals to human senses..we see beyond the obvious and listen more than what we hear..the aroma ..flavors it all is useful and inspiring..I admire all creative people ..and their work. I admire creativity for its beauty and truth.
Category Archives: poetry
Who is it?
Who came knocking at my door?
I rushed so much , fell on floor
the door got banged
got enstranged
felt absurd
broke the bowl filled with curd
who is it now?
I called aloud
no one he said
and rushed away
next time I knock come slow to door
am mad now…for sure
Me..me..me
Let me..be me
Not good
nor wise
not nice
no lies
Just me..not her
not him..or them
Can you but think
of me..as me..
Please..for me
let me..be me
Block locked
if it was a block of ice
melt it ..and it feels so nice
If it was a block of sand
break it and feel it land
on your feet that’s in the socks
water will wet..and sand will stay
words you searched ..in your way
all the nights..each day
Has been melted and felt..okay;)
Do you want ;)
When I am dead and gone
should I return to your lounge?
Pick a cup and see if it bounce
if it breaks..will you pounce
I am dead….yet am free?
is that possible for me?
Are we living in a cube ?
Those walls are see through yet contains me or confines me , like a protective shield or a reflective edge.I am locked and without much luck , can not escape this imprisonment shown in image above..by Olga .
The others who sit beside me , can only see but never touch or play my inner tune..the one that keeps on humming ..like a lullaby..can not touch nor feel, although life is so real.
Why look sad and broke ? Should be glad that you woke..now is time to flee…break free..beak free. The horizon is yours and earth beneath..feel free…live free..set free your soul…
Light the lamp
Light the lamp
and let it go
watch it fly
from ground below
Light the lamp
and pray to God
hope you are heard
clear and loud
Light the lamp
wait to see
drift away like a breeze
My mother
Source of life for me..every time I talk to her , she inspires me
my mother is the only person, who can get upset and still love me
I just feel good , as I should when mother scolds me 😉
she will say so many things..and in the end..she will ask are you okay?
Is everything fine…I can say no..but always say yes 🙂
Confused or undecided
Pros and cons, weigh it all. We can measure and evaluate, project the result too. The challenge comes when we like more than one , a bed set , life partner job career that is so tempting , yet time is not enough.
In one life time , how many options can we experience as our clock ticks as we pass our time doing one of the two , and secondly the scenario changes , what was relevant 5 years back seems obsolete and defeated. You can not change all that..so we remain confused ..but expect more or hide a fear within our head..what are we losing..and what have we gained..each experience takes and gives us a value, positive or negative depends how its is seen and by whom.
We must not get greedy..to have both hands full and teeth holding on to another , that makes us appear very much loaded and unbalanced.
Take a step back and look at yourself , decide whether you like what you see? have you turned out to be the person you want or not..is it your fault or the system.What can change? How will it happen ? Questions ..puzzling and surrounding you..but that is good, after intense confusion, mind just throws off the burden and remains happy with the load that will help and not kill.
Fall for me :)
The leaves they fall
few not all
I hear you call
from far to all
I know you do.
and so its true
reasons for love
are old…not new
I loved you too
no reasons at all 🙂
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