A fleeting touch of kindness from one completely unexpected…. This experience was both a welcome surprise and an unsettling experience for me… This poem tries to capture that moment…
Although written days back I chose to date my this baby as of today…
The Kite
I dont excaltly recall when I called these lines officially a poem. Hence the hesitation to put an exact date… But that doesn’t make the concept behind it any less relevant. To me at least….
In an attempt to clense myself from my frustrations…. to remind myself that if I could only be free of my crippling fears I could taste the infinity…. But as Arjuna insightfully asks Lord Krishna:
अथ केन प्रयुक्तोऽयं पापं चरति पूरुष: |
atha kena prayukto ’yaṁ pāpaṁ charati pūruṣhaḥ
Chapter 3 Verse 36
Bhagavat Gita
Composing this poem was singularly cathartic. This was an attempt to capture those moments of vexation and frustration, which result from overthinking… And which other language is more apt than German to arrest such strong emotions? This I could not have achieved in any other languageI speak…
Distancing and Isolation
This is the imaged version of the same poem. Thank you very much clipart!
Distancing and Isolation
My latest creation is a product of the current situation. How the human life is sustained by technology … Not even the simplest living person can deny its inevitable presence…
The sovereign Mistress refers to Goddess Saraswathi- the Godess of All Art- Knowledge and Wisdom.Being in the field myself, I couldn’t possibly write on this topic by bypassing the immensely important influence the media plays in the field of education these days…
Hope you enjoy the same as much as I did writing it.
FEAR…
The title says it all… Anybody who has experienced/ is experiencing fear for over a period of time will understand(hopefully) what I am talking about… It grips you bit by bit and arrests your momentum, manipulates your thought processes and leaves you incapacitated …. A sensitive mind is constantly and totally aware of these processes… And that makes the whole thing all the more painful.
The setting I have explained…. The season is winter… More than that a poet is not allowed to reveal…
I have used clipart image of a drop of water instead of just writing the word down… Needed a change and wanted to experiment:-)