Eternity
It takes no time at all, yet takes a lifetime, the irony of death!
Credits & Footnote
In response to Linda’s One-liner Wednesday.
Sunken Shore
Animals in Human Voices #8
Thanks, human!
I like your intention (or maybe a sweet little blunder) of planting this sapling in a corner of the pot, leaving enough soil space in the center. Now, that makes for a perfect chill bed for this comfy connoisseur to stretch, curl, and take a nap after lunch.
But, don’t blame me if at all the plant self-destructs itself, wanting to give me all its space out of love. I’m just treating ours as a mutualistic relationship, while fertilizing my plant partner. Continue reading
Anxiously, Yours!
The offering of life
isn’t the one that’s dreamt.
It could’ve been anything
but it just wasn’t wanted.
Yet, a wish is made
shaping flexibly to expectations.
Why do we make a wish
only over a falling star?
Is it not vacating today
and burdening tomorrow?
An extra-ordinary
warrior, they call.
An extra of ordinary
worry-er, it seems.
When everyone is out of mind,
who cares what’s inside one’s mind?
Have you seen or been someone instilling hope into people facing tough times? I don’t mean advice here, but lending ears and providing words of comfort. I’ve been on both the giving and the receiving ends. Though the intention is good, sometimes, it just fuels the anxiety. This is a free verse that addresses such a scenario.
No Heartbreaks?!
I have been of a belief earlier that when we overload ourselves, often over an emotional outburst like regrets specifically, we break our hearts. Even highly ductile and malleable metals have a breaking point, right? Likewise, I thought it’s okay to take rest and restore whenever there’s an emotional shutdown. At least, that’s how I was.
I sooner or later also realized that regrets keep chasing and we can’t keep shutting down repeatedly for the same issue. ‘Whenever’ was a mistake. A mistake when done once holds some value. But, when it keeps on popping as if there’s no end, it is literally draining. One can’t always choose to rest for the same emotional matter of concern.
Long after this realization dawned, I was told that there can’t be any heartbreaks over regrets, during a conversation with a friend. This assertion made me think. How can a person lose what is loved but not have heartbreak? I explored more on this “no heartbreak” philosophy and that’s when I came across a transcript which I totally enjoyed reading.
Continue readingI’m Committed!
When people enquire about my busyness and the response comes out to be ‘I’m engaged or committed with something or somebody’, why can’t they just let it be? In awe, the follow-up is usually, ‘Why haven’t you told me yet?’. I mean, why should we announce if it’s just another part of our normal lives? Won’t you get to know if you’re meant to know?
How come the words ‘committed’ or ‘engaged’, in a multitude of minds, just associate themselves with romantic relationships alone? Can’t someone be committed to their family that requires special attention, their dreams that require extra efforts, just those regular chores that happen to be unusually long, or some self care practices that require more energy?
I strongly believe that commitment develops depths of emotions and understanding, be it in a hobby, a goal or a relationship. But, I don’t understand why this personal responsibility often gets mixed up with societal expectations.
Glaucous
frozen quintessence
empyrean domain drains
into glaucous grapes
The frosted look of the concentrated essence (quintessence) is nothing but the melted (drain) colors of the sky (empyrean domain) that have taken shelter inside the glaucous-colored grapes in a frozen form.
More syllabic poetry on colors here -> A-Z Haiku Tautograms.
Credits
In response to Colleen’s ‘#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #268’.
Support Stake
Can’t claim to know those eyes
but I feel, their warm glimpse.
Can’t imagine the unseen face
but with it, I share a smile.
In this fleeting world
I struggle, to balance the float.
With a kind radiance
someone presents, a string of support.
They say some are for you
while some are not.
If family is a supportive group
can strangers be family too?
Have your dreams ever been supported by a person you’ve hardly spoken to or met? If yes, I bet that must have felt great. This free verse is a little tribute to such angels in the dark.
Credits
In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #127’.
Dare to drop
her cover of pleasure
she dared to drop
to explore her bareness
concealed survival mode
she dared to exit
for a combat zone
the frightening toughness
she dared to embrace
for, a mask once dropped is always dropped.
Footnote
In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #126’.
In search of my roots
Just around the bend
listening to none
I traverse those depths
Mystic maiden
wears a milky gown
of winter frost
dubious saunter in
deceiving silence sends
delicate shivers
walking barefoot
I deduce a connection
with my unseen roots
Footnote
In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #125’.
Trance
swirling aurora
smaragdine sky theater
stellar optic trance
Credits
In response to Colleen’s ‘#TankaTuesday Weekly Poetry Challenge #263’.
Claustrophobic
The head, getting full, ached as it compromised the vacancy in the heart bearing the latter’s burden in spite of constantly fearing if it was developing claustrophobia within, as the doors of escape from agitated thoughts were always locked.
Credits
In response to Sadje’s ‘What Do You See Prompt #123’.
Remote Sensing
Animals in Human Voices #7
You name members of our kind ‘Flash’ and do not hesitate to make fun of our natural speeds.
In this regard, I question you, why don’t you mind your own business at your natural speeds?
Even if you are accelerating, why can’t you be in control? Have you lost your nerve?
I can hear you. I am not as frustrated as this always. But, you humans make me yell. Do you want to know the reason?
Patterns
shelter of patterns
offer hindsight or foresight
clear blatant vision
Aren’t patterns astonishing? We take shelter in them while also wanting to break them. Quite ironical, is it not?
The varied hues of clouds at dusk, stars at night, the rustle of a coconut palm, the ripples on a silent pool, the aggregation of ice crystals that present us the snow fractals, animal and human behaviour are all nothing but patterns. On a bigger scale, the Milky Way Galaxy which we’re a part of has spiral patterns depicting a Fibonacci sequence in space. Isn’t that stunning? These regularities that reveal themselves in our observations often offer a sense of satisfaction to confused minds, and act like a shelter to hazed thoughts.
Not only in nature are these configurations present. We plan our days, maintain a consistent routine to manage the time and weave a pattern around us consciously or otherwise. We accidentally meet a good old friend, and at once our brain frames a pattern of longing to meet them all. Rhyme schemes are also patterns used by poets to please their readers. Even chaos we face in our lives is an unrecognized pattern which barely gets recognized. That’s what has transformed into the cliché of ‘history repeats itself’.
But, as much as patterns fascinate me, I feel that they’re also a trap.
Continue readingShattered
Dark Side
digressed days dumped desires relinquished souls lost letters unspoken words unexpressed emotions There's a flood in mind that is now a hostage of all those hidden haunting vaults.Continue reading
Seeking for Solutions? It’s all in the game!
All empathetic humans and people who want to make some real changes in their world for its development and growth with technology must have stuck at one place where they can get their solutions which can solve the problem. If you are also one, you are in the right place to understand something really needed to make real changes. Let us directly jump from all motivational words to some statistically significant words with proof that can make the changes.
Hitting the nail on the head, let’s understand the Game Theory and its magical role in finding solutions in real-time to every problem that we got stuck in. First, we need to understand Nash Equilibrium before starting with Game theory.
Continue readingWinter Solstice
Dusk cocoons the day as sparkling stars speckle. Solstice sky rains snugly fractal kisses. Velvet white veils cozy quilts on ground. Snowmen smile at boisterous beasts.Continue reading
Persuasive Patterns
As a creator, she can’t help but wonder at the repetitions in the little creative space she enjoys. Watching the year repeat its days, now the protagonist in the plot is actually an antagonist in the minds of her readers due to those recurrent emphasis of certain symbols and values ingrained in their subconscious memory.
Is it not true that even an innovation requires monotonous efforts and repeated attempts before being able to be accepted by masses as an achievement?
Author’s Note:
A few recent events made me connect the dots for this piece. I started this with one intent, but as I was typing the second sentence, it was Severus Snape who crossed my mind. How did you envisage this content? I’d like to know your thoughts.
Credits & Footnote
Inspired by Sonya’s ‘Three Line Tales #304’.
Crazy Nerds 