MIDNIGHT POETRY – ‘Be Who You Are’

mediocre life
from job to bed
selling your soul
raise the bar

load a camel
cross a desert
refuge in an oasis
who needs a car

fragrant spices
lamps and oils
awaiting at an
exotic bazaar

coins and trinkets
for a rainy day
collected and stored
in a glass jar

find your guru
under the bodhi tree
who do you think
you are

search on google
still not sure
sit in meditation
go beyond far

a chair or a bed
get inside your head
undergo an operation
without any scar

kundalini rising
if you have no clue
do your research
it’s rather bizarre

convincing as real
conscious energy
is what we are
god and a superstar

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Poem ‘Be Who You Are’ read by the author.

MIDDAY POETRY – ‘Random Truths’

pull out the skis
in this scorching heat
that’s really just a tease

food that agrees
with vego lifestyle
is likely not Chinese

a ship on an open seas
people getting sea sick
by a little bit of breeze

when one has an expertise
in whichever profession
they can ask for higher fees

selection of green teas
drank around the world
loved by the Japanese

we need mature trees
oxygen from our air
plus pollinator bees

secrets locked without keys
passed down by devotees
universal truths like these

i still eat butter and cheese
until i deserve it fully
don’t call me vegan please

carpe diem
it’s not too late
the day let’s seize

Poem ‘Random Truths’ read by the author.

MORNING POETRY – ‘Unreal’

who knows what’s real
only living can reveal
if it’s a good deal

until we all feel
strong as a steel
of an automobile

thieves resort to steal
some beg for a meal
organic would be ideal

our whole planet can heal
nobody has to kneel
layers of truth we peel

life is surreal

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MIDDAY POETRY – ‘No Kiding’

someone asked
is there a reason
i don’t have a child

I just sighed
to myself
‘not again!’

who likes to answer
questions like that?

there is myriad of reasons
for every decision we make
whether conscious or not

yet when someone asks
there is not much to say
or it goes like this –

‘because of blablabla’
the other person
hears nothing

just feels the need
to explain and justify
their own situation

as they already
have kids
usually without
much prior thought

Poem ‘No Kiding’ read by the author.