The Real Fiction

All that we experience, our perceptions – sights & insights – seem like a surreal mix of fact and fantasy. There are no lines dividing anything anywhere & existence rides upon interpretations. This blog will surf, fly, jog, dive, swim, jump & at times even hobble through planes of experiences that will include poetry, protests, design, tales, photo-tales and whatever else is discovered & needs to be shared.
Posts tagged "poem"

Only friends discover life!

Let us travel together Not just on the roads that are But also where the weather Has beaten and left a scar! Such places where we discover Soft edges to all sharp stones, Wipe the dust to then uncover All the friendly ghosts and gnomes! All the twists and all the turns We shall make...

There’s something in real you

images have more colour aromas can have power but unless my fingers touch i just remain incomplete! must you be so near yet far? must there be so many blocks? must holidays block your words? must everyday end so fast? even when i hear your voice even when i read your words virtual worlds i...

I am not a poet by profession!

Even poets never say They are poets first They ever prefer to be, stay With their social thrust This then is the simple fact Not intuition, but just tact! Simpler are the birds we see Those that sing, just sing. [Arvind Passey] [2007]

Thrill of a conversation

Conversations and all the rest That any day in office will Strive to fill Will yet an emptiness behest Despite the glamour and the frill And until Rising above the clamour, din And pretensions to be a thrill Floats at will The sound of temple bells. The yin And yang of life enters at will....

The truth of creation

The search for sights and insights too can take one far away… though, what appeals and what is true will simply stay or stray. And some will stay and some will stray but all will pose as new: thoughts too will change their garb and way and that don’t, will rue! [Arvind Passey] [2007]

Connecting with the spiritual!… three poems

Poem-1 A day after and a day before… Let them sleep, let them snore It is here and now and you And life and world that is new Where the tech and the spirit Meet and mate and simply fit! ____________ Poem-2 Do everything and still let go – That is the way to get...

Evolution of an abstraction

["Desire is not what you see, but what you imagine" - Paulo Coelho] ‘I’ starts a conversation with an image in the mind sometimes getting prodded by the eye, for only images don’t age, intoxicate like gin in a virtual world of dreams and when a human heart accepts and is hopelessly helpless, ‘imagine’ becomes...

Conversation

Baat-cheet karna is our karma, ji Words fortunately come for free! In speech, on paper our ‘dil se’ thoughts Are ever ready to come tumbling in lots. Keep them within and you are at risk So send them across, burn a disc. Share them humse-tumse and you will gain And will relieve the tu-tu-main-main pain!...

Sycophancy infarcts!

Stars in my eyes Reflect surprise That smiles for miles and miles! My boss is THE BOSS Others go for a toss Inspite of all their guiles! This explosive gem Will simply lick ‘em Speaks a lot for warring styles! This is the truth Though somewhat uncouth But helps you score on files! A warning,...

The birthday poem!

Words have in them to mesmerize When tied with smiles – it is a prize! Such warmth even when winter cold Comes after you to pester, scold. This team of smiling words can dream In whispers soft with not a scream. They also enter hearts and change Their way and ways and thus the range...

On Your Wedding Anniversary!

Open mind, a willing heart When together as one part Do form a bond that will go To add more speed to the flow Of partnerships that must last. Life and joy will then form vast Vistas of progressive bliss That may have all that and this! Such instances, trusty bits Always work like instant...

The ‘boss’ poem

In the house no cat and mouse We smile and laugh as one! Our days and years have had no tears And life has been just fun! Can any boss now win a toss? MY boss will make them run! [Arvind Passey] [2007]