Path continues My meshing for my mind to navigate back to path The path continues from Flutter and Glide- a collection of my favourite poems
Eccentrics is showing of randomness in patterns deliberately Cliches are sticking to old in unimaginative order. Which one is needed?
Reason with the unhealed bits: they are fading, gently let them be Start Here Stay here Take yourself to your presence Remind self of forgiveness self It takes long But this journey is a commitment lifelong
I am still not released from the deal with perfection. It stops the flow, I want to let go. I keep asking when is it enough? So I look up and the 🌈 hangs low and gently tells a tale.
What if the universe was waiting on you to show it a sign- “that you are ready” Ready to free fall, ready to trust your destiny and your instincts Ready for the realisation that you are made of magic
Imagine being a fly on the wall and listening to therapist and client conversing in general about therapy and what it means for the world.
Thank you for the immense response to the book. I am beyond humbled and excited that flutter and glide can be read in your hand and held and be a part of my reader’s conscious. https://www.amazon.com.au/Flutter-Glide-Collection-Rupika-Moitra/dp/B08S8RMPW1/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=flutter+and+glide&qid=1610836476&sr=8-1 Warmly, Rupika
From the poet and now author of flutter and glide: “As you draw the line and circles in pattern and turn them into words. They play together: twirl and twist to speak to life’s lived lesson. You watch yourself from outside and laugh at the quirks and the follies. The fact that those swirl can... Continue Reading →
Flutter and Glide: A collection of poem Available now on kindle and paperback.
It’s time to unwrap This self ordained incubation has kept her protected, But this scared self created space is also isolated, Between many personas that is demanded of her day, This one she plays in hiding, This space of solace, It’s time to claim it’s presence, And arrange in order of preference, The timeline of... Continue Reading →
It takes a while to forgo the dichotomy of good vs bad. Embrace each bit and show it light. Make a choice. Discernment in Self awareness is a choice. Make friends with the shadow and light will come find. You will falter because you are alive.
Hey you, my friend, Let’s lift this trend, Let’s raise your spirits high, I conquered my shame, But yours is pulling mine, It’s pulling and thirsting and trying to come back, This gift of god, shines on your soul, You washed it off, Or brush it off, Hey you, my friend, Let’s pick up stride,... Continue Reading →
Wish like an inner child , be like an wise old being...really here to give. For what is yours is seeking you
If I could choose from the legacy of stars afar Who would I choose but, THE SUN, For it’s purpose ethics are impeccable, Illuminates everything it touches, Dressed in its resplendent self- worth, Disciplined for it’s cause, Nourishing life and aspirations, just because, Wants all to grow and glow, If you grew greedy, you would... Continue Reading →
There’s a duty to ourself- to be who we were born to be. There’s a master sitting- who know you are source in specks Be- knowing that Fulfill thyself not from space of strive but from a space of higher self
This world of colliding ego- who will be what without a mother’s nourishment. Who is not still chasing for a safe haven of mother’s unconditional love in the universe
Who reads poetry? Who is the poet but a brave kalideoscopewala seeing things in different swirls. Bringing forth the visions to her readers in amalgam of herself, her work and universe.
The clouds hurled in, And the thunder gurgled, Today, they ask you to stay out of its way But there’s never ending delusion of chores There’s race and charts for pace Being someone and getting somewhere The thunder and the clouds thrathened They will whisk and wash your ego away Truce brings dead poets and... Continue Reading →
Walk me to the moon, In my brightest pearly dress, Staring not at each other But the love of us that encompasses this glorious night The soft breeze spoke of your hidden words of prayers for me It tapped me lightly and whisked away some worries You, me and reflection of this round ball of... Continue Reading →
Slow breath, Measured stride, Wall of caution, Flight in stride, A little push, A friendly smile, An encouraging friend, A gift to confide, Watch then, As we rise, We rise and propel to glide, Watch with calm presence, As destiny takes flight. -Rupika Moitra
Life is not an absolute. Parts of it are perfect and some part are not so perfect. Embracing the imperfect bits gets harder when we are conditioned to flaunt only the bits that are picture perfect. Here is my effort to keep it chaotic and real. Two corresponding incidents of life: Driving out of my... Continue Reading →
Two parallel roads of life; A road of shortcuts, Curtailing every hurdle, negating all that's diffcult, Road of quick gratifications, Quickly satiating yet quickly forgotten, Reaching the shores, Something seems- left 'Unexplored' The long road is full of rubble, wait and struggle, Yet, it promises, dreaminess of dreams untold, Walking at it, I surrender to... Continue Reading →
Those who pay significance to their wandering often find themselves,
Lost at will,
The finding after losing,
Hides a possibility,
Of knowing Thyself...
He plays this role quite often, ‘I am deprived’ thus ‘I am depressed’ Looking feverish, Burning inside, As though, his rage changed its course and Started targeting self, passions chased desires, Never returned with his price, Consuming life source, Tired from resent, repent and represses, There was no one Who didn’t know the address of... Continue Reading →
Reading mirror of consciousness next. Look up flutter and Glide on Instagram Blessed people, you all are equipped with skills within to bring your own truth. It is the most important truth of life. All my material is copyrighted and for our collective experience and you can add to the completion. There’s no one who... Continue Reading →
Hey you, my friend, Let’s lift this trend, Let’s raise your spirits high, I conquered my shame, But yours is pulling mine, It’s pulling and thirsting…Illuminate
My maker is unique; Much like me, Can’t see him through plain sight Just like I can’t see the swell in my heart As I count his blessings Just like the lump in my throat, As I speak of my sacred love, Just like the flow of tears, As I cross my limitations To hold... Continue Reading →