A beautiful cage: mind The whole world sucked in small nests, A great rewind, much needed reset, Lot of time to reflect, No where to go to and deflect, In dreams and hope, The gilded cage will open, The key stays still locked inside, What we had to learn, What still we cannot find, lean... Continue Reading →
Burn up The real fight is within When the mind wants to expand The soul wants to ascend The body wants it comfort The heart craves promise of love None wants to give in Those we judge give up Those we judge, Burn inside They can start a furnace, Or They can cook a Meal... Continue Reading →
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 →
South of forgiveness: What a beautiful book. It inspired me to write of some things I know and some I learnt and some things I am still learning
Your self esteem is like house of cards, sensitive people They will stand on the corner And amuse themselves As you built it up They will let you play with it, a little And a add a layer Or two Are you feeling pretty steady now? Getting good at building yourself...huh! Ok now then, this... Continue Reading →
On a particular kind of night, Waves crashed across the periphery of mind Like someone is holding a whisky glass And cascading the drink from left to right Making sure each corner of the glass feels the sensations- the burn and the mingle with the glass Before it reaches the tongue and evaporates objectivity Splashing... 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 →
Your eyes gleam with kindness and wisdom, and yet you, paint and paint, The exterior in colours whose shades cover the brilliance of your own, The …Oh!! Dusky one
Run to the end of life. Run errands. Run through moments. Tick the boxes and live a second hand curated life based on second hand experiences of collected content absorbtions. Is the Dark and Bold enough to let some - “Be”
The inner critic is a reflection of the consciousness around you . What did it tell you about you? I want to tell you -seek self again without those influences and find the broader experience of self. That’s what most will know you for.
Immerse in life and light some lives Words feel like Laws and rule Preachings of “BE Positive and Stay Calm, When did you find answer in them Let them be unheard These orders for slaves Be you : be sad, worry, be selfish, be mad : just stay open to learning about self The portals... Continue Reading →
The universe, nature, elders, nurturers are blankets that cosmos connects us with, on our journey to self-realization. Letting them know "I am grateful"
Hobbies of inner child: Chasing bliss Moulds are many, Good nurturers as any, Mine is never quite ready, May it never be, Fixed and formed, It moved, flows, grows and evolves, It is vast enough to fit ‘childhood of the world’ Deep enough to submerge ‘the crave of carer’s love’ But the hope is that... Continue Reading →
It’s a story of a soul. This soul didn’t know it’s goal, It was searching within a hole Hole of gives and takes Hole of profit and loss Counts, countdowns, races Yet somewhere buried within This soul- a buzzard concepts of whole, Had seen care where it was free, Pure and priceless, Stupid, she was... Continue Reading →
The vessel isn’t all that wise or old But rivers have moved through it Many times, Many nodes Is it then the experience of the vessel Or Is it the to the credit of the source? -Rupika Moitra
The thorn and the bloom- they stick together. But the eye choses it’s view To know self- love, we start with trying to know what is self made of. Uniquely, the quantities differ but our light parts and shadow bits come together to make the self The process of understanding self begins with understanding our... Continue Reading →
Call out and see In the moment that caves you When scratches wound you, And you enter the deep sea of unloved bit, Where skills, intent and love are not equally divided Where fight and flight is always invited I am sinking fast and deep All is spinning Sweeping the peace I asked me, I... Continue Reading →