Flutter and Glide : A collection of poems
Astounding Glides
Reciting Jailhouse from the book: Flutter and Glide
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Dreams of poets: Flutter and Glide Released as a book
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 →
Now a book: Flutter and Glide
Flutter and Glide: A collection of poem Available now on kindle and paperback.
It’s Time
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
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.
Illuminate
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
Illuminate
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 →
Tantrums of inner child
Wish like an inner child , be like an wise old being...really here to give. For what is yours is seeking you
Maker
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 →
Isolation
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 →
Real struggle
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 →
Legacy of Sun
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 →
Jailhouse
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
Almost There
We come alone and go alone. We bump Into things that’s all.
Self esteem like house of cards
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 →
spirits
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 →
Glue
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
Feminine
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
Kaleidoscope wala
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.
Bathe in self- love
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 →
Oh!! Dusky one
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
Flutter and Glide 