The Poetic Journey
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.-William Wordsworth Continue reading The Poetic Journey
Poetry is the spontaneous overflow of powerful feelings: it takes its origin from emotion recollected in tranquility.-William Wordsworth Continue reading The Poetic Journey
Wherever the mind sets, does it rise above the rest Journey is not about settling there, waiting for the sunrise Resurgence from the East, a squint of light, teasing the little gaps between the curtains Darkness retreats, somewhere, not judged by the prejudices All that plodding along the conservative ways returns to a void A circuitous path becomes a recurring theme in life, nothing yields … Continue reading Mindsets
If there were no movements would you have found your stability Imaginations never liked stagnating and getting muddled with indistinct thoughts Significant moments of feeling the pulse of change; consciousness learns to balance the momentum Even in stillness, the void expands, responding to the cosmic rhythm Feels like an unknown existence while connecting to the distant hum Even before time existed and nothing was conceived, … Continue reading Off Balance
The obscure, forgotten, realms that only imaginations dare touch Spirit endures the harsh reality, the ravages of time In it’s brief existence, conjure up the energy to fight an existential angst Beyond utterances and promises and untimely fateful experimentation There is hope to sacredly hold the soul, go within and beyond Cultivate fertile imaginations on which dreams can spring Passionately embrace eternity before a quiet … Continue reading Demystify
Eager waking, darkness nostalgic, the assuring cover of lightless resonance Time to assure yourself of your existence, to reflect without the distractions; soul pulsates with cosmic energy Days meant to sleep, withdrawn from the push that propels everyone towards hurried existence When you cannot even listen to yourself, your conscience medicated with daily dose of nonsense No one can reassure life like a balanced darkness, … Continue reading The Lure of Darkness
An unwavering trust on the fickleness of man Not time alone, but a lot of jostling with ideas Undisguised celebrations of mistaken identities Fidgety hands flipping the pages too soon Waiting to glance at the blunt and rude images Frank discussions traded with secret gossips A crude demonstration of intolerant coexistence Spaces marauded by a crowd; onlookers rejoice Models of insincerity standing on flimsy foundations … Continue reading Choosing Trust
Poetry is being written in large numbers, but scarcely discussed. I feel poetry is not read carefully, but literally. The flaws in the nature of reading a poetic piece turn into the general discourse that leaves the poet aside. The words are no doubt important, the essence of poetry is in the poet’s nature of artistic craft which transforms the words into important notes; just … Continue reading Feelings About Poetry
Not all evenings you get a glimpse of the moon It may be disappointing, but somewhere in the heart you feel assured Of its presence; probably, feels diminished by the gloominess Those gloomy eyes may have been pleading too much The changing tempers of the moon can be traced back to the cosmic feelings Seasons of the universe casts lesser light on this world Today, … Continue reading During its Absence
In the absence of translations, would you be eager to ponder On those lines that stare at you in a different language Their emotions may be similar to yours; do not misconstrue the cadence When nothingness surrounds you and implores to listen to the truth Someone trying to reach you through with personal yearnings Do not dismiss the lines to be silent ones; they have … Continue reading If They are not Translated
Traces of narcissism creeps in like a shadow chasing the individuality It’s not a matter of vision anymore but the image being diluted by accompanying thoughts Experiencing such involvement from the unwanted perspectives feels depressingly monochrome Pantomimes speak of the inner turmoil dealing with crass interferences The promotions, the mystification of the unnecessary, and epic failures Leave it not to the privileges of using those … Continue reading What Affects the Images