I can make a list of animals that can’t fly. Rats, caterpillars, elephants, snakes and me. Do you know what we can do? Rats can scurry through holes not big enough for fingers to sneak through. A caterpillar waltzes its way in and out of a cocoon, opening the door for a butterfly. Elephants, those … Continue reading Flight
I find freedom on a bike. While climbing up the hill, or screaming down it, chained to gravity, I feel liberated like a raindrop being pulled down to earth, yet swaying to its own drumbeat. On a bike, I am a blank whiteboard being scribbled with blue and red and orange and green. On … Continue reading On a bike
For the prompt: Write a poem that includes these words: teacher, spaceship, cycle, napkin, red.
I will wait for you till the turn of the season when rivers have just begun to get full, their thirst quelled by generous rains that will soon move on further north. Come, if like the river, you too want to be nourished, your thirst quelled with a thousand touches all coming together at once. … Continue reading Wait
So I wanted to write a happy poem. I'd make it all cheerful and smiley. But there was a catch, what would I write about? I thought of the things that make me happy. Relishing a mango, its luscious yellow flesh squishing between my fingers? Nah, that would be too shallow. How about reading Murakami? … Continue reading Struggling to write a happy poem
1. Connect to hundreds (or thousands, if you can) of other smartphones through Facebook, WhatsApp, Twitter, Instagram. For the definition of a smartphone, read the rest of this list. 2. See a fraction (say 10%, not more) of population in point 1 in real life. 3. Love yourself. Befriend the selfie, and if possible the … Continue reading How to be a smartphone
1. Because the blurb on the back cover made it irresistible. 2. Because I flipped to a random page and liked what I read. 3. Because the cover was dreamy, trippy or plain intriguing. 4. Because the font size was okay; I would not need a magnifying glass. 5. Because it virtually leapt off the … Continue reading Why I pick books at a bookstore
His hunger he can never sate and he never ever discriminates. If you question his eating and ask why, he’ll say he wants to be a butterfly. 100 Days of Happy Poems, Poem 2 Inspired in no small measure by Ogden Nash and his animal poems.
Today I start a new poetry challenge: 100 days of happy poems. Yes, you read that right. It's bloody tough writing 100 poems sharing happiness. Without a touch of gloom or anything negative. Let's see how this goes. Thanks to Bharath, a brilliant poet from Bangalore, for starting this. Tented Spaces Our tent is … Continue reading Another poetry challenge