How do you unwind after a demanding day?
Those days
When the clocks were wound
Firm twists
To last them, all day round
Every morning I would get up
And give it the mandatory twists
I knew how much, was just enough
From the pain in my wrist
If it was mild
it would be fine
If it was severe
It was sure to cause a tear
Never did I unwind
It would be unwise
So just the right twist
Was the key
No more
No less
How do you use social media?
I thought
I used it
Yet felt used
I then realised
I was the used
But then t’was too late
Or is it?
Bird shit on my windscreen
I don’t want to see it
But to my eye,
it’s always seen
the unfortunate coincidence
So exactly on mark
Same spot, chosen by the bird
And, by me to park
I drove along
Distracted
and a bit irritated
By how the bird destroyed my day
Deep down I knew
But never acknowledged
That for this act of omission
nothing the bird could do or say
Yet it remained in my mind
Therefore in my sight
Making me miss the blue skies
And the lovely day, so bright
And then
The music played
And I watched the stain
Glide across the sky in tune
I watched the blotch
Travel with me
Guiding me through the turns
songs of mine, I heard it croon
Slowing me down
To a leisurely pace
Making conversation
Of thing I needed to say
I never said a thing
Yet it silently heard
Every feeling
Every unsaid word
A friend I made
In a unexpected situation
Moving from a negative
To a positive orientation
We reached our destination
It remained steadfast in my frame
Suddenly well recognised
Maybe without a name
I knew it will be washed off
Obliterated without a trace
I will not see it tomorrow
On my windscreen, it’s stipulated space
I should not be missing it
But I feel I will, somehow
You see, the bird shit on the windscreen
Was a friend of mine now
What are 5 everyday things that bring you happiness?
Sleeping late
Occasionally getting up early
The cushion under my elbow
The remote vs book dilemma
The clouds and the blue sky
जिस रात में
नींद ना हो
वहाँ सपने कहाँ
जो सपने देखे
खुली आँखों से
वहाँ नींद कहाँ
Tossing and turning
Through a sleepless night
where is the sleep there
where dreams are seen
with open eyes
where is the sleep there
The drag
in the moment
the creep
of the clock
why is all so still
Is not the life
All about moving?
The rush
of the desires
The whirlwind
Of temptations
Why is all so blurred
Is not the life
All about vision?
Am I further
Or getting closer
Away from being born
Or closer to death
Why is all so dead
Is not the life
All about living?
A breath taken
A breath given away
A world consumed
A world exhaled
Why is it all so full
Is not the life
All about being empty?
The moment passed
The next one arrived
It’s not the same
It never will be
Why is it all, yet so static
Is not the life
All about change?
It’s loud
Yet I hear it only
I can switch off the music
Yet the sound
rings continuously
It’s not on the device
It’s doesn’t flow
through the headphones
It resides in the deep
Deeper than the mind and the bones
Where I need no ears
To hear
Need no pods
To connect
it echoes
Reverberates
Trapped
In the sacred hollow in me
You can hear it too
If you hear it in my eyes
With no ears
No pods
When you hear it
It will resonate
You will know
The song plays in you too
Similar
Yet not the same
Loud
only for me and you
Where do I find sleep
In this jungle afternoon
I find my branch safe
#Keepitalive
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#WDYS
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