A ball of bold imaginations filled up. just ready to be kicked into space, has been lying in the backyard. un-noticed. Don’t blame the legs that walked away, instead of kicking it. The world has been kicking the butt- that those legs carried around. Don’t blame the world. because… it’s job is to kick asses. with fury, with love and with gentle deceit. The legs … Continue reading The Ball in your Backyard #50 of 365 Poems
A moment trying to make a meaning during a pause. A pause losing its mind grappling the silence it should be. A small kid rewinding her life like she knows what childhood can be when you grow up. A middle aged guy looking at both sides and ahead to see where time is shifting. A dog sits in the house and peeps through the window … Continue reading The Imagery of a Moment #48 of 365 Poems
I walked past 2 PM on a stopped Clocked, I hung for just over 5 minutes at the 12 mark. and then walked towards the number 2. I know the clock has stopped. But I still had some hope, that the minutes needle would move… just a bit. I am not sure why I should hoped for that. When I know I can walk past time. … Continue reading Walk The Clock – #47 of 365 Poems
The winter sky trembles as the gunshots tick off the dead column in little children’s incomplete resume. Last Summer, who knew there will be people who wished they knew; because summers are open wide and wild. Some keep the doors open whole day. Some move the calling bell to where kids can reach them. Some move the curtains and look through the window. May be … Continue reading Seasons – #42 of 365 Poems
I have stepped on countless stones, I cannot tell the shapes of any. But if you point a gun at my head and ask; I can get creative, I will start with one that is round, or may be elliptical, then I will start shaping them one by one. Some would be long with sharp edges. Some will be colored. I will slowly make the … Continue reading Stones – #35 of 365 Poems
To decide what you want in life; ask a teenager that question. Then go in front of the mirror and ask that question to yourself. Will the mirror break ? or will you look like a moron? When do you know what you want to do in life? with your life? the answer is never or the answer is ‘it always keeps changing’ When you … Continue reading Go Get it – #34 of 365 Poems
The song sings to the dance in a whisper. And you wonder why it happens. And then you hear the wind, whistling past the trees. Did it hear the song? Or is it part of the chorus; or may be it is getting ready for the dance. The trees in the forest might know but light does not reach there. Wait…. I know when you … Continue reading Sing and Dance – #33 of 365 Poems
I will give way to a thought, if it talks to me in a tone that I have forgotten but wish it was still with me. I will let the wind sweep me, from my rock solid foundations, If it can promise that it will never leave any footprints, following which I can return home. And I will let them all say I am lost … Continue reading You – #32 of 365 Poems
You do not wake up from a dream like someone climbs up from a well they fell into in a past life. You do not cross the street like you are walking from the living room into your bedroom. And you don’t drive over a dead body because you have the right of way You gotta wait till things clear And then start walking. Continue reading Walking – #31 of 365 Poems
Meeting someone after a long time. First you start with a piece of memory. cut again into several pieces. each small piece for a person we both know. After gulping from some old poem, we share a song together. something the lyrics we had forgotten; but the tune still remains intact. Finally we bid farewell like the last page of a book that lets the … Continue reading Meeting a Friend – #29 of 365 Poems
Vinod Narayan 