Monday, 9 April 2018

An Ode to Running

Running helps me clear my mind
From the chaotic clutter of daily grind

It takes me towards a better state
Devoid of any regret, grief or hate

It shows me the pleasures in pain
Like the desert's unexpected rain

It silences the questions and doubts
Emerging in my mind's whereabouts

It teleports me to a heaven of hope
Where inspiration is the only dope

It frees from the cage of comfort zone
With a zingy zest to have my body hone

It fills me with a sense of satisfaction
To my wandering life, it adds traction

It provides me with means to defeat
All the ambrosia that I eternally eat

It gives me a kaleidoscope for seeing
One of the prime purposes of my being.

Thursday, 6 October 2016

Soothing Solitude

quiet, empty 
boring, terrifying, torturing
dreadful, desolate, desirable, delectable
satisfying, tantalizing, soothing
silent, complete

Written for OctoPoWriMo Day 6 prompt -  Tantalizing

This is in the Diamante form.

Thursday, 19 February 2015

When I look into your eyes

I ponder all night
So everything's right
I wonder all day
What words to say
To you.

When I look into yours  eyes
All my fear and worry dies
Words flow like a waterfall
I blurt out my feelings all
My hears leaps out a mile
As you agree with a smile.

Friday, 16 January 2015

tenWord Thoughts

an oasis of ecstasy
in deserts of time
 her glance

Memories flow
    From rivers of remembrance
   To seas of forgetfulness

Free your words
Board an express
To free your life

Prompted by TenWord prompt at dVerse Poets Pub

Monday, 10 November 2014

The Haunting Number

No matter where I go
No matter what I do
I see it everywhere 

In my favourite TV series 
On my social network feeds
It slips in  with utter ease
Irking me like watermelon seeds

On billboards in big malls
On discounts in e-commerce sites
Dragging me into lost memory halls
It always falls into my sight.

In issues creeping up in office reports
In default settings of eBook readers
Sending my thoughts on swift teleports

In high scores of games I play 
In a great mathematicians puzzle
On my watch every night and day
Warping me into a nostalgic hustle

On the stats of my fitness trackers
On prices of books I wish to buy
Bursting up my thoughts like firecrackers
And lighting up my mind's sky

--- To Be Concluded later --  

Friday, 8 August 2014

Plans for Afterlife

When I die

I will eternally fly

across the enigmatic sky

a comet I shall be

all the cosmos I shall see.

Friday, 5 April 2013

Maybe Tomorrow Is A Better Day

"Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.”
Said a great man.
But I have a different tale to say
For I am not his idea's fan

Why to clean your room today?
When you know its gonna get messy again
Clean it only after the quintessential day you decide
That you are not going to make a mess of it
And save yourself all the re-cleaning pain!

Why complete reading a novel today ?
When you know with every passing day
Its going to get more interesting
By plotting different endings in your mind
Let this zest reach its zenith
And only then complete the book.

Why go to the gym today ?
When you know gonna quit it tomorrow
Wait till you are fed of your own fat
Let all your clothes become tighter
Realize your reflexes are a tad faster than a snail
And only then start going to gym.

Why complete your project today ?
When you can wait for the last moment
To be flooded with better ideas
To be flooded with adrenaline
And do the same work at twice the speed.

Why read a good blog today ?
When you can wait till you are utterly bored
With nothing boring left to do
You will be able to appreciate the post better
And relate to post in ways you never knew.

Why reply to an email today?
When you know there would be more coming
Let all the mails flow in - read them all
And reply to last mail with answers to the others too
It might add a good amount to his/her frustration
But it surely would save the reader's time!

“Never put off till tomorrow what you can do today.”
Instead put off till the day after tomorrow!
And laze around royally with the time you borrowed ;)

Prompted by Victoria Slotto's prompt at dVersepoets Pub  ~ Just Say What You Don’t Mean: Irony