On International Men’s Day let’s take a moment to talk about theIndian Man.Let’s do it because he never does!He never does because he’s never been told he can. Here’s a man who was raised in a patriarchal society, sure. Immensely pampered within the walls of his home.But in a society where generations of women were… Continue reading International Men’s Day. Unpopular opinion: (But somebody had to say it)
Category: #poetry
Mother’s Day…is everyday for everyone everywhere
Today is the day greeting card companies and people in advertising decided mothers MUST be celebrated.Unlike other festivals and holidays, a special day dedicated to cherishing your mother has no origin in any religion, as far as I know. It never existed as a special occasion before the 1900s.Maybe because there never was any need… Continue reading Mother’s Day…is everyday for everyone everywhere
DERELICT
Picture Courtesy: Luis Müller ~ Unsplash Broken steps and mossy walls, Creepers running amok on a barely there rickety porch, An abandoned rocking chair, a torn tyre swing, Curtains of cobwebs, Shattered windows and doors unhinged, Greens that look like they used to be bricks once, Or...perhaps not. A rusty lock struggling valiantly to hold… Continue reading DERELICT
Photographs
Every picture I take, is a failed attemptat sharing an overwhelming emotionfelt in that moment. There, in that moment,was a potent feeling,a fragrance,a sensation,a story,that I want to convey,but now remains ungrasped & lost forever. All that I have left are pictures,and a promise I took from these mountains,that are the address of my soul.… Continue reading Photographs
Lost My I
- by Ntya Satyan I lost my I…The one in my name,The one in my brain,The one I took this long to trainThe one I wish to never find again! Who really am I anyway?What completes my sentence?This 'I' that dictates my identity.You know the one, that gets whispered behind mein the words they use… Continue reading Lost My I
The Void
And when all this is done…And we're finally let out again,We will find…Our very own personal world,Our own Truman's show,filled with lovely people, we only somewhat know…A lot emptier than before! So many will have gone, without even a goodbye,The butcher, the baker, the candlestick maker,The local fruit seller, the news reader,A neighbour's friend we… Continue reading The Void
The ‘be’ in my longing…
Sometimes a person walks into a room and your heart beats different. It skips faster, your blood rushes, your pulse races, your breath speeds, and your heart starts to hammer with a kind of manic banging, like it's going to burst out of its cage any moment now. Attraction does that to you. (So do… Continue reading The ‘be’ in my longing…
God loves Circles
Random musings from the crossroads of science and spirituality. It's been in front of us all along. Circles are God's favourite shape. Which should give us a clue as to how life goes.
Friday…Saturday…Someday…
So many somedays, How many will be mine? At the start of this adulthood game, It was just a tiny pile, filed away neatly in a compartment of my mind. When did it grow, I wonder? Little by little, one day at a time, Into this overwhelming serpentine. Someday we'll do this...somewhere we will go,… Continue reading Friday…Saturday…Someday…
What if…Maybe…
(Making sense of us) What if... Somewhere beyond the clouds and stars; someone up there has a child, whom they love very much; a child, who enjoys bedtime stories, like every other; and each night snuggled in a blanket of stars, her Heavenly Father makes up a new bedtime tale just for her. What if…… Continue reading What if…Maybe…
Success, failure and the wait in between!
Wind, light and water, You can't hold on to any, Unless they decide to fall upon you and latch on. Opportunities and success are the same; When it's your time, be ready to bathe in them; Until then, it's all just, A futile chase, An obstacled race, A wall you face; A stagnant pace; The… Continue reading Success, failure and the wait in between!
Mark of a Performer
I was 16 when I wrote this for my college magazine I think, which was called The Performer. It was the first time my words were published anywhere. I remember, the words just flowed out of me. Not sure I even fully understood what they meant then...although my dad did! For some reason, he was… Continue reading Mark of a Performer
She’s exactly like you!
They say, "she's exactly like you!" But I look over at you, and I see...so much more! You're a little bit of me, sure...the good 'little' I hope, And you're a little bit your dad...his excellent 'little.' But...you are still so much more! I look over at you and marvel, did she really come through… Continue reading She’s exactly like you!
Glimpse
Staring into the mirror I was searching for my soul But the girl who looked back at me Just wasn't whole De-spirited and bruised By life's wear and tear Bound by chains of relationships Her own desires stripped bare 'This wasn't how I used to be My reflection used to smile at me Where is… Continue reading Glimpse
The Sky in my Pond
As a child I loved to visit The little house where my grandma lived And in the whispering woods around Was the most quiet, serene, tranquil pond Each time I peeped in it I'd see The warm, blue sky staring back at me "Grandma, how is it that the sky has come down? To be… Continue reading The Sky in my Pond
Life – A New Beginning
Like the calm, dark sky cradles the moon A mother carries her baby in her womb Then follow the months of patience and pain And anticipation of what her life's going to gain Soon the hospital corridors are filled with footsteps The father pacing, man at his vulnerable best Then deafening cries break the silence… Continue reading Life – A New Beginning
Sunset Effect - Nitya Satyani 