Poem
The prose. Sometimes it gets muddled. Along comes a poem. As a blooming lotus. Cue sometimes, rescue sometimes.
20+ poems
A poem
Wanted to hangout with me
So that i could hang in
If we look around, then we do find things/people that are popular. And if we look at people who are after or consuming these "popular", then we can reflect o...
We claim this. And we claim that...only to finally arrive where we had started ... eternally exclaimed in witness consciousness ... back into its lap from wh...
We get swayed by many of our identities. And we aren't able to meet the one that is witness of all of these. As Rabindranath Tagore urged us to sing our song...
We are becoming more of a sell-tell-yell species. And seldom understanding self and the other deeply. And by the time we realize or never, its getting far an...
If we bring to awareness our interactions, we could realize that most of them increasingly are about trading opinions and/or status and/or economic benefits ...
In a world built on "what's unique", we may be losing on what makes us similar. We do group with people when we find similarities. However, we might lose awa...
Diversity is a University. It breeds differences. We remain unaware of our inner dissonances (cognitive dissonance, emotional dissonance, values dissonance, ...
