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
Jailhouse
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
Broad Strokes
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.
Wide and Warm
The universe, nature, elders, nurturers are blankets that cosmos connects us with, on our journey to self-realization. Letting them know "I am grateful"
Core of Love
Hear me read this beautiful prayer https://www.instagram.com/tv/COPNca-HSVN/?igshid=1crckcio6ubak
Flight
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
Her Days are Bright
Woman and their undimmable inner light
Words
They whisper, They smile, They sing silently like a soothing lulaby, Some days, they torment like a nagging child, I wake with them, I sleep saying some, Then, In dreams they come, Like writing in the sky, I read them above the sea, I read them in clouds passing by, I look for them... Continue Reading →
I burned the bridge
I burned the bridge, For it led to the known station, It leads me to containment, It reassures and but it doesn't satiates, I still wanna walk a mile astray, I burned the bridge, It keeps me quiet, It pacifies well. The revolution inside, I burned the bridge, It's too comfortable, obstructing... Continue Reading →
Ruthless
This transformation is picking every shrouds of sensitivity out of bones. Ruthless and rude Is it me, There's no moment to ask, where's the celebration for it, There's no moment for it, Is there no right to ask, The transformation is the price, There's a price to pay There are gifts but gifts without whistles... Continue Reading →
Migration
" Humans alike bird recognize the virtue of experiences Landscapes, smell of air, smiles,eye contact, styles of niche creation, the color of aspirations as versatile as the colour of doors- synchronised or mismatched. Its the seeking to love but first to understand. Sure, it started somewhere with quest of power (Alexander) or SpiceTraders. Man is... Continue Reading →
For If
Transcendence is curated in solace yet it is relational. "all within me" "Immanence is cultivated in closeness of relationship; with the aspects of relationship which produces unity or a point of identity." "How will I reach?" For if, there was no one to see, Would you still dress? For if, your scent or stench couldn't... Continue Reading →
Perched Soul
"What if the soul could detached and refuse to connect to a ruminating self. Then, would we stop self-loath. Is there still too much noise deflecting intrinsic wisdom? Is it the mere fault of focus that is stuck on deliverance and ignore soul's guidance?" This morning, The soul left self, It felt contained,... Continue Reading →
Ticket to Freedom
Confidence, Self-Belief, are just sounds echoed till we actively seek, To project and believe, A daily task to open shackles of doubt, To unleash potential and let it sprout, Each day, I walk towards it, Then I take a few steps back, To cross this channel, To dive a little deeper Almost there, Almost... Continue Reading →
Silken thread
Ever experienced musical embrace ? Where you don’t know the artist but you have never known yourself without the creator
Flutter and Glide 