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
Beyond the edge of something small, Something simple, completely insignificant; there lies something big… Like on the edge of a passing thought a whole enlightenment awaits you. But on the edge… the journey just starts it is the beginning and you have two choices Today.. live an entire life reaching the edge and never embarking on the journey OR live on the edge Sit, sleep, … Continue reading 5/30 – Journey Beyond the Edge – National Poetry Month 2018
Today I write; clubbed by shattered dreams, as broken pieces pierce time and space. Today I write; as the water stops flowing, and wails emerge from dried up wells. Today I write; on a long road ahead, with the exits, blocked and barricaded. Today I write; as someone will push the swing, for a little boy who sits on it for eternity. Today I write; because … Continue reading 1/30 Today I Write – National Poetry Month 2018
A subtle change in all you do….. a small start from any point… look back….. know yourself… always move forward…. slow down frequently…. spend time thinking…. get good sleep….. spend at least 3 lazy hours, every week read…… read more…. watch movies…. enjoy music…. smile…. write your thoughts hug a stranger….. take a long walk….. daily… eat fruits…. sing even if you can’t dance, dance … Continue reading It does not matter
I am loyal to my fault but I don’t pull people into my river; even if they know how to swim. the last thing you want is for someone to drown in your river… I mean you cannot even save them.. It’s your river. And I am loyal to my fault. I can see the suffering of another man, like seeing an incandescent lamp burn … Continue reading I am loyal to my fault
A long journey in between deep sighs sun rising in a black sky somewhere in the milky way a small star cries flesh bored of burning decides to blossom there is history in between the teeth grinding under every grin that falls Today is a day for long walks days of dreams; so short… that they cannot reach the top shelves of reality Fake faces … Continue reading Please Make Way #76 of 365 Poems
Strangers who have become so familiar now No names tagged to each of them Not even sharing a smile with most of them many occupying the same seat or space or handle bar doing the same thing every single day listening to music, reading a book, sleeping, staring I have wondered what their lives are like what they do for a living… how they live, … Continue reading Commuter Bliss – #75 of 365 Poems
On a Coffee Struck weekend morning in the local coffee shop I ponder on the way people order coffee. Do they know what they want before they walk through the door Just like they know what they want when they enter other people’s life May be it does not matter in the case of coffee No one is asking you to make up your mind … Continue reading Coffee shop – #74 of 365 Poems
Preserving the Soul means that we come out of hiding at last and bring more of ourselves into the workplace. Especially the parts that do not ‘belong’ to the company. In a sense, the very part of us that doesn’t have the least interest in the organization is our greatest offering to it, It is the part that opens the window of the imagination and … Continue reading Can companies use Poetry to look deep inside them to find its Being and bring forth its Lyrical existence?
“What Happens in Vegas stays in Vegas” that is what they say that is what they advertise And I say NO… NO.. NO… NO… Not this time… Please…. Not this time…. Please not in the name of those who lost their lives Not in the name of those who endured the terror Not in the name of those who lost a loved one NO.. NO… … Continue reading What Happened in Vegas should NOT stay in Vegas #72 of 365 Poems
Vinod Narayan 