This mantra might work... I refuse to succumb to words: that doubt my goodness discredit my work Ignore my contributions Insult my intelligence Mock my innocence Taunt my actions Question my worth I know what I am made of And so I will not leave it to others To sculpt me into their unfulfilled choices …
Category: Poems
I am wild
I am wild (or so I was told) Like the wind that rips green leaves off trees? But I love freedom so much, that often I transcended the barriers the world imposed on me And so I sang on the road when I wanted to Climbed a mountain when it called out to me Rode …
A dedication and wish
My favorite thing is now with god Why he gave it, I know not Why he took it is as much a guess But I know its being looked after, it must be blessed It may become a star and twinkle at nights Or maybe it will be a flower, rare and bright But should …
Another poem
Sliding down a moonbeam I came upon my love passing by We stopped and chatted for a while About this and that And then we paused Trying to fill a full heart With emotions of long ago Finding no empty spot We said our good byes And hurried onto our homes To the husband and …
Opening up
Join your hands together Go on say a prayer Unlock all the burdens in your chest With a breath and whisper Surrender them all above Something exists not seen so learn to give and most importantly to receive.
A beggar’s life
cloth wrapped around unkempt, crushed, careless; less to cover the shame, the indignity which is now worn unassumingly like a dress itself. breast struggling to hide hairy legs streaked with brown dust running from vehicle to vehicle, signal to signal marking the territory for the clink in the begging vessel eyes pleading, words repeated an …
J’s words
Acceptance is everything And my god how hard that is To have the wisdom to accept things are they are So much courage, and much of patience Which I am always short of If I can move above the "what it appears to be" To "what it is" I know then I am improving myself …
I see outside my window:
I can see the hummingbird, Trying to evoke nectar out of a dried leaf. Dried brown branches sticking out in all directions Gangly like a young boys legs Only I see in some spots, green bark Assuring me appearance of youthful leaves. I can see the distant mountains Swathed in comforting tickly grass. The bunch …
Boy in the Chai stall
Wrote this in midst of a mind-numbing session. yeah got another nice quote on boredom i came up with. But that'll come later. Am not too pleased with the poem. it requires some tweaking. Anyways here goes.. Sometimes the raw first draft casts its spell on me and though i know it requires work, i …
you n me
My heart is a swing You ride it freely Soaring to great heights Higher than the treetops Above the people below Touch the clouds, tickle them. You are beyond me too My heart is an ocean wave You surf along my edges Teasing, twirling, balancing Moving with me but always Above, me and my arms …
