today I give my night a subtle message behind a plastic glass of brandy i whisper ‘be good; the world is changing’ but night beckons I go to sleep and not worry about matters I know nothing of… i try to repeat but the clock has moved to a new day and night gets stronger unlike any day I gulp a few and fill in … Continue reading Night Byes #63 of 365 Poems
she filled his sorrows in a few shopping bags and asked for one extra to take home; and walked alone in the rain, drops dripping from the bags that only I knew…. even she was not aware. the bag had a tear and dripping were tears… tears of sold out sorrows. I walked behind her and continued to, till eternity closed on us -Vinod- Continue reading Shopping Bags #61 of 365 Poems
I have heard people say that they will be happier if they had so much money that they don’t need to work again, and they could start doing what they love. My answer to them has always been – There is no better time to do what you love than NOW. And for that you don’t need to quit a job, what you need is … Continue reading Don’t Quit Your Job; Not Yet
I have seen you look at the footprints that my shadow leaves in the dark. You thought I will never notice but I see better when the lights are out. I too have had my fair share of acquaintance with that symphony of dark. Those exact notes on which the sun weeps on the demise of some distant star. But then I don’t know what … Continue reading A night’s symphony #60 of 365 Poems
Last week a question started bothering me. Do people really hate Mondays? We all have seen people who on a Monday and on the same Friday look like they are not even related to each other. They appear and act as if they are two different people. Most of us might not see them on a Sunday evening to know if there is a third … Continue reading Looking forward for a Monday at Work
Why do you get angry when I ask you to share my bed. you don’t know me you don’t know where I live you don’t even know how I look yet you have that image of someone naked lying next to you you think of my embrace and you are disgusted why? you don’t even know how my bed looks you don’t know if I … Continue reading Do You want to Share My Bed? #59 of 365 Poems
I always think about The Big Kahuna and this final monologue…… Enjoy the power and beauty of your youth. Oh, never mind. You will not understand the power and beauty of your youth until they have faded. But trust me, in 20 years you’ll look back at photos of yourself and recall in a way you can’t grasp now how much possibility lay before you … Continue reading The Big Kahuna Final Monologue Text and Video
The first time I saw you as you walked pass my milky way drenched in an ocean covered evening, I left my blue laden skies open with waves rising up in the shape of clouds and I let the star fishes swim in my stillness. I have wondered many a time after that day. like I have seen every single part of you since then … Continue reading The Sweat-washed Skin of Love #58 of 365 Poems
Independence, Freedom and the power to choose; Everyone deserves it. My freedom should never deny you, your Independence; And that depends purely on my choices. I am a Free man; I think so. And so, I have responsibilities; I am responsible for my choices. My choices today has its ramifications. It can effect the freedom and Independence of others, today and tomorrow. My choices can … Continue reading Independence And Freedom #57 of 365 Poems
I have never been a Garden guy. Nor much of a vegetable Guy. I mean I am very far from the word ‘ vegetarian’. To be honest I hate the job of watering plants. But they say try doing something you don’t really like and may be you will learn something new about life and about yourself. So a few weeks back I started planting … Continue reading A Meat Loving Non Garden guy’s first Vegetable Garden
Vinod Narayan 