I received a comment from a friend where she appreciated a poem and termed it ‘Fimple’ and beautiful.
The error was unintentional and innocent, but it got me thinking, what this word would mean if it was a word.
I wonder about the sound of it, the image of it and possibly the taste and smell of it.
I thank my friend and her keyboard which did not autocorrect it.
I look forward for your thoughts on what this word would mean to you, or rather what would you want it to mean.
feel free to express.
Can I do just nothing
For a while
Now
Can I just lie down
Curled up
Tired
Can I just let the time flow
Beyond this moment
Quiet
Can I shut the sounds
The noises
Silence
Can I just not think and feel
Clear the clatter
Blank
Can I flow like a boat
On a lazy river
Serene
Can I stretch this moment
Of nothingness
Forever
Who am I
Who knows me
A memory
In a wandering mind
A blurry image
In an intoxicated eye
I am in the crowd
A swaying light
I am just a beat
of the drum
I am dissolving
in that rhythm
I am happy
I am the music
I am the tale
Of the groovy winter
#haiku
#poetryindailylife
#haiku
You have gone
Emptiness engulfs me
Grief is heavy
Crushing me beneath
But then I wonder
Memories of you
Are the best I ever had
Oh my Happiness
You can’t make me Sad
The impermanence of life
The fragility of future
The human delusion of success
The warm bonding of relations
You made us pause and ponder
Happiness is shrouded
in a false sense of importance, it is clad
Oh my Happiness
You can’t make me sad
Hurting pangs
erupt in the aching heart
Everything reminds me of you
Mind wanders, always on you
But then I wonder
Times spent with you
Were the best we ever had
Oh my Happiness
You can’t make me sad
You lie there
Underneath the earth
Calm and serene
In an endless sleep
But then I wonder
You are in the warm sunshine
You are the wetness of the grass
Oh my Happiness
You can’t make me sad
You were the happiness
The very source of it
You have gone
Absorbing our sorrows
On the rainbow you shine
In the heavens you wait
We promise to celebrate you
Oh my Happiness
we will never be sad
Everyday is a celebration. Everyday a discovery.
#ShareYourDay
हो रहे तैयार
कपड़े
इंसान पहनने को
धूप में
सुबह
फिर से जीने को
हैं तैयार
आज कौन होगा
कैसा होगा
हर के नाप का एक है
एक घर है
एक इंसान है
जिसकी ज़िंदगी को जीने
हैं तैयार
उसकी महक
उसकी गंध
अपने में पिरोए
कभी उसके
जाने के बाद
महकने को
हैं तैयार
कभी नया
कभी पुराना
उस मौक़े के लिए
या किसी की याद
हर लम्हे
को लिए
हैं तैयार
आस्तीन में
छिपाये आंसू
ख़ुशी के
दुख के
वो सारी धड़कने
हाँ सब ओढ़े हुए
है तैयार
आज जल्दी उठे हैं
सुबह
धूप में
कुछ छिपाने
कुछ सजाने
ज़िंदगी का मज़ा लेने
हैं तैयार
My Tales Within