The sea telling her story to the fisherman, about the fishes living deep inside her, that he will can never catch. Sea telling her story to the fishes, about the fisherman who will catch them if they wander on the surface. The fisherman telling the boat his story, and telling it to be patient and stay less rocking for they may scare the wandering fish … Continue reading Fisherman – #17 of 365 Poems
In between silent pauses a loud Thud that prolongs into the lit side of dark alleys. Thuds are never musical, but when they prolong, they sound sweeter…. Silence is not sweet they can be bitter at times. depends on how you see it. In the bitterness of chaos, what is more sweet than silence..? Nothing, it tells us there is more inside us than what … Continue reading Savoring Silence – #16 of 365 Poems
Yesterday I forgot a beat. You plan something and do it daily, because you think there is no other option. And then you forget. When you are recovering, forgetfulness can be a blessing. I missed yesterday, but I gained my today And I am optimistic of tomorrow My self medication of poetry is working Continue reading Working – #15 of 365 Poems
Talk not exactly what you think; talk such that you know the person who can hear. Talk like you are that person, who can also hear you talk. Talk not because you have to. but because you cannot do without it. Why is it important not say exactly what you think? You have no control over your listener’s thoughts. They can take your words and … Continue reading Don’t talk Loose – #14 of 365 Poems
Philosophies buried along with dead bodies; Prophecies burned on top of stolen souls; Well that is only half the story. The other half is still in the pockets of those living. They will strike a deal with the dead. They will give them time and in return, ask when they will be rejoined. oh! not in the world of the living – but the world … Continue reading Timeless Time – #13 of 365 Poems
The street slept like a baby curled up in a corner with trash toys scattered around it. As the night slipped its way out of darkness people started walking on it like cockroaches. ‘Walking’ that would be the wrong word. First they crawled slowly out of their caves, and then kneeled down. Some turned still others graduated from kneels to stands and finally into walks. … Continue reading Sleeping Streets – #12 of 365 Poems
They said ‘build a wall’ and the world said ‘we will break it’ They said ‘keep the guns ready’ and the world said ‘fill them up with flowers’ They said ‘tie the ropes’ and the world said ‘untie the hatred’ They said ‘starve them to death’ and the world said ‘yes feed them more’ They will try it all but the world will fail it … Continue reading World Peace – #11 of 365 Poems
Sometimes we think our burden is so big, people just don’t get it. And then we walk in the sun It gets dark and we continue walking. You see people coming out people who can come out only in the dark Like the world does not want them in the light. They look at your advertised burden and laugh. You continue to walk till the … Continue reading Misery Suite – #10 of 365 Poems
You cannot stop thinking why do people do it? You feel there is a way out. but not yet… not yet.. How long did they say? that one needs to wait. May be till that shining star proves it is dead I have a long way to go and I am not worried But But when I see people feed on insensitivity I am sad. … Continue reading Happy Living – #9 of 365 Poems
Sometimes you miss doing something it is ok it is not every time, and it is not everything Then you make a list of things you love and feel good for you you strive to do it every time and miss it sometime that is also OK Finally you list out all those things you should not do and then never do it, but sometimes … Continue reading Sometime Everytime #8 of 365 Poems
Vinod Narayan 