Cycles of Moon brings it up not for us to suffer but to look what needs to be reconstructed
The lid breaks
Path
Book flutter and glide - a collection of poems Was the path ever black or white?
Serenity
Amidst the midweek madness, I exhaust it so quickly.
One at a time
One pattern at a time: let it fall off and fill in again
Arching vines
Just like vines, I know the path of nourishment and nurturing You can’t deny me It’s etched deep inside I know where to look for light - Rupika Moitra.
Pyre
Pyre of transformation awaits me, awaits you
Glue
Glue” - A poem about our collective consciousness, our deep yearning to help others, our need to connect, be useful, be part of something beyond us to go beyond, to bind. I voiced that deep yearning by reciting it. May you take that flight.
Latent Goddess
Poet RupikaMoitra with her first poetry book: Flutterandglide. Flutter and Glide is a world of her creation filled with powerful reflective pauses, self awareness, transformations, pain that pulls, being hope, voice, embracing the shadows and experience of love that allows for abundant compassion and grace.
The path continues
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
Govern thy Self
Saplings of love grows into tree of hopefulness bearing grace for all
In company of eccentrics
Eccentrics is showing of randomness in patterns deliberately Cliches are sticking to old in unimaginative order. Which one is needed?
Forgiveness
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
Wandering
Part- Wandering from my book flutter and Glide
Depressed Actor
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 →
Pandemic of perfection
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.
Canopy of Stars
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
Copyright and Credit
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I, once met this poetic counsellor
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.
Deciduous
All sheds, all refills, let it flow out, It will fill in
Flutter and Glide 