I am love

My core is Love If you cut me, every pore oozes love Shred me, every piece reads love Try and drown me and you will submerse in love Try and chase me Chase yourself in chaste love I pour love, I exhale love I release love All that mixes comes out as love I am... Continue Reading →

bio- luminescent

April 2021 The supermoon is closest today. Like waves everything is on high tide. There’s no holding back. Distractions and losing self nothing will stop the flow. So I decided let’s manifest ‘I need to grow and glow’

Define Love

Love : I wish it was that simple to handout a roadmap -Rupika Moitra Love could have been simple if our minds weren’t anomalous it isn’t one dimensional love you because you are mine or love you because you are you I see you when you are around or I hold parts of you in... Continue Reading →

love is more thicker than forget by E. E. Cummings | Poetry Magazine

Enjoy this eternal Poem on full by E.E.Cummings. Full Moon night of April 2021 and don't forget to follow flutter and Glide. Buy the book on Amazon to journey with the poet. Flutter and Glide is available on Amazon https://www.amazon.com.au/Flutter-Glide-Collection-Rupika-Moitra/dp/B08S8RMPW1/ref=mp_s_a_1_1?dchild=1&keywords=flutter+and+glide+rupika&qid=1619450288&sprefix=flutter+an&sr=8-1 love is more thicker than forget — Read on http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poetrymagazine/poems/22224/love-is-more-thicker-than-forget #poets2021

Choosing the mirror

I am part lavender The garden plants are a mirror Some hold the value To live only if cared for Some came with mind made up for thrive No particular reliance on the gardener Some blossom only for a year Embracing change Believing in rebirth Some hold onto Earth Packing many lifetimes in one Giving... Continue Reading →


Don’t let the smirk hurt you more, tell it to come back for the fireworks later instead The world seems to smirk When one is in pain We drag some through the mud to help them feel its bane Really, it’s a cry to share the load Can’t bury all this burning coal Churning of... Continue Reading →

I am Brown

I try to look away I try holding on to warmth Open the taps of wrath Isn’t there enough already Why Compounding that divisive odd


Act of self love is carving the demeanour in the care that one craves Rupika Moitra Tools of uplifting :Proteas and lavender essence candles #aliveinsenses

Stir the lot

Ring around a Rosie Wannabes and Weirdos Clones and clowns We seek the same effervescence Aiming the same confluence But for different reasons Fruits of differing seasons Personally, the one in for laughs The one with eccentric spark I will reach out first For the clues The one that seeks the token of praise Patterns... Continue Reading →

Treasure Hunt

Meditations from my sessions: •Our dissociative tendencies help us survive. “I am not taking strangers to my cave and showing them what I can’t face.” Yet the counsellor will only matter if he/ she have visited their own caves Up until the walk starts - It’s tendencies and intent •Skills comes after towards the integration phase. What really matters is you, the vulnerabilities, and you finding your way in and out of your cave -Rupika Moitra

Another one in Cave

The voices in cave echoes I was strolling in memory lane It swooped me and carried me to this dark cave Mountains of red grave, It’s alley after alley of compressed voices Silent shrieks of ‘can’t’ ‘won’t’ ‘shouldn’t’ Chains of pain ropewalk have been forcefully cut before This cold, sinister place I have lost but... Continue Reading →

Sweeping Rug of Hope

Playing with parts that loves puppy love I dusted the sweeping rug, On a full moon day, Remnants of puppy love, Slipped out like a feral stray, Neglected yet magic borne, Innocence glimmered His eyes still shines with hope’s gold, I kept him there, So he would forget, We would loose the scope, I lost... Continue Reading →

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