One fragrant moment from the past
A moment is ever so fleeting, and yet A moment is what gets set As a memory That is free To put back the clock in a jiffy, like a jet! This is what happened when Specky (my wife) and I were browsing through our old photo albums and she suddenly said, ‘Look, here is...
The muse
A muse isn’t always a Goddess A muse need not really be her For me, an impulse racing Through me making me write Or making me create art Is nothing short of muse And so an old crumbling page From a book I read years back Can trigger this creative impulse So can the smell...
Of toast I boast!
‘I am the one who always cooks, And you just play with words in nooks!’ She went on to say that I must feed Her a tasty dish and do a culinary deed. I looked and smiled and then said I’ll give you ‘French Toast’ brown and red! And thus started my journey into the...
Nobody leaves
Nobody leaves. The leaves that fall and float away Come back to run through the veins of another But if this doesn’t bring back your smile Remember that the distant stars you see Are not what they seem to be And every moment of their life runs through The endless universe endlessly So you...
A cup of coffee
Dark and deep, you look at me And a lot of me in you I see I love you, my cup of coffee! You’re strong and you’re bossy And never just wishy-washy One reason why I love you coffee! You are you, not just a trophy And always so excitingly frothy In mug or cup,...
The JobReady Poems
Note: These poems on JobReady are also TwitterReady… they’re all trim enough to be sent as tweets of 140 characters or less. These poems were written and sent as a part of a twitter contest by Wiley India and the hashtag was #JobReady. [one] Know the brand To stand Apart from those Who need...
Learning from a dog
‘Dogs do have a lot of poetry going on around their lives,’ I said. ‘Really?’ Specky was clearly not very sure of what I was trying to say, and so I had to clarify to her that dogs have probably inspired more people to write about them than have cats or lions or camels or...
What if words could blush!
A blush… a mere blush Can be aflush With so much more Than words can store! And I think if words Were blushing nerds We’d have a noisy lore Spun around every chore! But a blushing dawn Weaves its magic and is gone Quietly… and before The world becomes a noisy store! Arvind Passey...
Another answer to that unsolved riddle…
The touch That life loves Is the touch That gives life To both Sight and insight! Arvind Passey Written on 09 June 2013