A Walk

Day 90

It’s all foggy as a dream.

Tall naked trees

As far as the eyes can see.

Autumn leaves, below the feet

Warm, cool breeze touches the cheeks.

The sky is a clouded blanket of greyness

It’s only you and the forest serene.

Breathe deep to inhale the misty breeze

Walk into the paradise of your dreams.

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Batman’s Ride in Neighbourhood

Day 89

She curled up on her bed,

Lay there with her eyes closed.

A million thoughts raced across her mind.

She lived through each one of them

for brief seconds of time.

The only memory,

that lingered longer than the others was,

The picture of Batman’s car.

How did it get there?

Pretty smooth parking, uh!

To Do or Not to Do

Day 86

The days pass like a drifting leaf..

The time keeps leaving me behind.

With an upraised arm I run after,

Presuming it would wait.

When the realisation dawns on what is lost,

I scowl and settle on a plan of action,

To not fritter my time away.

But then again,

A confused, lazy thought perches

On my rational brain.

It longs for an aimless, uneventful day.

And so, I let my mind wander away.

Ah, so easy it is to do nothing but stare.

While my unread books,

Unfinished work,

Unanswered mails,

And gym awaits.

Shame

Day 85

Who ever says,

Giving birth is a wonderful feeling

Is lying.

You are fooled into believing

About it being a beautiful feeling.

It is but only a responsibility,

It is hard work,

It is expectations and emotional distress.

Stop following the herd.

Stop populating the world

That is already over-populated.

Open your eyes India look around,

You are feeding those innocent mouths

By stealing,

By becoming inhuman

With greed

With a selfish hope

That they will be your only support

When you are old.

Forever Confused

Day 84

There’s a fear, some constant kind of worry.

Where do I begin?

What do I put my finger on,

To understand what’s bothering me.

To start off with – there’s uncertainty.

Towards where do I guide my life’s story?

All along is but a hazy endless path.

Then there’s overthinking about life.

The purpose and plan –

To make it worthwhile.

But nothing ever seems to be right.

Same old question begins to rise,

What’s the goddamn meaning of life?

Parenthood

Day 83

An unworldly soul

Has been abruptly discarded

From her roots.

All the while,

She was under the shadow

Of her protectors.

Now, she is all by herself.

Lost and abandoned.

She reaches out for her roots

To seek support.

Alas, they seem to have forgotten her.

A Cab Journey

Day 82

He sat there by my side.

Losing his grip.

Getting frustrated.

He clawed his bag with impatience.

I sat quietly beside.

With no movement.

Staring hard into my book.

Hours went by in silence.

Then came the time for him to leave.

He left me hanging.

Handsome, random, cab partner!

#FindingJoyInMiseries

Misty Shadows

Day 81

She yelled from the inside of her lungs.

Believing the pain would leave her body.

But she only ended up feeling hollow.

The tears had dried up.

Nothing remained but sorrow.

So she tied a scarf around her neck.

And walked away into the misty shadows.