Mark Manson’s book ‘The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck’ was not my first choice to read. But there was so much promotion on it. I saw people posting pictures of it on Social media. People talking.. yes.. people were literally talking about books for a change… And it was displayed in the bookstores (yes… bookstores.. they still have a few of them with … Continue reading The Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck
some dreams, were shut down. nightmares that never existed, came true. fantasies survived, and now life is short…. no more delusions.. just a few steps into an unknown. possibilities have no limits and imagination has been set free fly, try, fall, fly -Vinod- Continue reading fly
I was watching an interview with Philip Levine as he remembers his life in the Ford’s River Rouge Plant. As he talks about his life there; a time when his young self never knew if he would ever have a way out of there and not even in his wildest dreams did he think it would be poetry. As he says that the interviewer asks … Continue reading Learning from Philip Levine on – What Work Is
Walking into one’s inner cell wearing the uniform of a rainbow unicorn yet feeling naked to say the least. I wonder if this will ever end Inside there is a sense of peace that the outside will never know. And a pain that can only be savored when you inside-out you Aha! yes there is the cap And now I can close the bottle And … Continue reading The Personal Genie – #6 of 365 Poems
Just finished reading the book Option B. Felt very connected with it as I could see many personal strands of me come back to life… Some books start revealing itself more when you put them down. Option B is one such book. Thanks Sheryl, Thanks Adam! I lost my dad when I was 16 or 17 and my sister was 11 and I could relate … Continue reading Looking back at Life after reading Option B
She tells you that you can be…. No….. she tells you that you are….. —a star—– and you believe, but… more than you, she believes… she believes in you… in her belief she strives…. day and night weeks, months, years and…. and, you become one a star a light a spec a tiny bit you shine… you are a star because she is a mother … Continue reading Happy Mother’s day
Thought of doing a quick review of my Poetry month activities in 2018. This year I did two projects. One to write a poem in English everyday and the other was to do the translation of an international poet’s poem to my native language ‘Malayalam’. The English Poems started with a poem called ‘Today I write’ and ended with the poem ‘The End’. In between … Continue reading Review of my National Poetry Month activities in 2018
At work we all sit in meetings most of the days. We sit in both effective meetings and ineffective meetings. We sit in well planned and totally unplanned chaotic ones. We sit in meetings that have a clear outcome and we sit in those that just act as a primer for another longer one with more people which in turn acts as a primer for … Continue reading How much does your meeting cost you?
Everything ends in some way some finish with a thud some defeat in silence some culminate in a smile Some attain completion in half dead poses Some wrap up before time Some have been winding up for eternity Some wait for the curtain to be dropped some face annihilation Some are ruined beyond resurrection Some hit the end of the road and walk back Some … Continue reading 30/30 | The End | National Poetry Month 2018
I let the mountains cry rain, through the eyes of the sky. the earth wash its face so the, plants can wake up. I too cry… I tell a story to a flower, the flower sings to the thorn as the thorn cries from pain. the river flows like tears on the earth’s face. A face known to me since I remember, tells me that … Continue reading 29/30 | Mirroring cries | National Poetry Month 2018
Vinod Narayan 