Reflections

A poem

Sometimes i wish i could write a poemwith beautiful words,that would make hearts flutterknowing they can relate,knowing how it feels..But everytime i write,speechlessness overpowers,words disappearlike a whirling steam from the coffee cup,how can you catch the steamand pour it into ink?into perceivable words?So instead,i gaze at the steam whirling arounddisappearing,and instead read the poemswith beautiful… Continue reading A poem

Reflections

These wanderings

What is it about these wandering walks?Feeling so free,only seeing,listening the music,and seeing...Life..that exists in each n every corner..in the sky,on the ground,in the shadowy corners,trees, leaves, breeze,people,eye contact with few of them,feeling the leaves and trees..mind without thoughts,without past or future..just being...Falling in love with Blr,its not the cities i love,it's these wanderingsthat make… Continue reading These wanderings

Reflections

Music and poems

Beautiful melancholic music on shuffleand random poems...Yet one song and one poemseem to ripple in the heart more..Why do i write, read, listen...sometimes everything seems so superficial..like the waves..but what's the difference anyways,everything is one and the same,light, dark.. silence, sound..writing, not writing.. words, silence..and yet silence seems vast, wide, endless, pure..“Be near me when… Continue reading Music and poems

Reflections

Deadlines

Deadlineautomatically makes you anxious,tired,you strive,make effort,to finish it on time,approval..You keep eyes on the resultwhen it will get done,instead of the now,instead of what is being done,and it only creates conflict..Same old pattern repeats,day after day goes byyou don't feel like doing itso you somehow procrastinate,then as the deadline comes nearer,you become more anxiousmore effort,more… Continue reading Deadlines