Coherent Ramblings Series Poems

Flow

The mind flows

Flows endlessly

It’s the rational thought

And contemplation

That will regulate the flow

Act as relevant barriers                                     

In this endless flow and chatter

Else the flow will become a deluge

And take over every aspect

Of life…

Submerging all life essentials

In this unlikely deluge

And with little left to rescue

So the wheels

Of thought and contemplation

Give a momentum

A direction

To this flow

 

Moment

The moment is wonderful

Yet did I realize the wonder

And  kept on waiting

For another wonderful moment

Rather than living in the present

Painting a picture of

A rosy future

And spoiling  a perfect

Present moment..

Moments

The moments keep

Passing by

And I keep on waiting

To catch the moment

That I aspired for

When time itself

Slipped by

In this wait

For that desired time

In my favorite space..

 The moment of grace

It’s the moment

When everything falls in place

When the thoughts meet action

Easily

And proceed with a lot of aplomb

Knowing where they need to go

They reach the destination

Easily

And there is a grace in the sprightly walk

A smile on the face

And a whistle on the lips

As everything falls in place

Easily and effortlessly

Unexpected

Unexpected catches

And unexpected misses

This is what the

Flow of life

 all about

To prepare for these catches and misses

Is what this living all about??

Some tips to survive in the corporate world(learnt through the hard way)

Tips

You are not supposed to hold strong views

Present the views in a mild marketable way

Else you will not be accepted; considered ahead of your time

Or worst considered to be an eccentric and not paid enough attention

This tale is old and classic from the time of Galileo

To the current thought leaders and revolutionaries who want to bring about a positive change

But anything negative can have strong followership

And anything new and positive such strong opposition

Such is the way of the world since time eternal

 On Meetings

When you are in an important meeting

Time seems to stand still and leaders behave as if they are immortal

There is no sense of time or character

Everything hovers around the great sun called a big corporate meeting

Presided by the God of the event

Intelligence

A curse of intelligence

That it does not accept

Mediocrity

And is hurt by mediocrity

As the mediocre blows

Come un announced

And are mostly inauthentic 

Shallow

The shallow waters

Of society

Are mud puddles

Polluting

The minds

 trying to gain

Knowledge and grow

In the nurturing

Environs of the society

And knowledge factories

That are supposed to

Lead to wise minds and thoughtful actions

Instead what we have got

Once immersed in this puddle

Are muddled minds and brazen actions

Lone bird

And the lone bird

Flutters

Flapping its wings

In the rain

Whether it reaches

A Safe spot soon

We don’t know

But flutter it must

To reach wherever

It wants to go

The spirit

The indomitable  spirit

Is almost like

The wet sand

In the rain

It can get washed away

But will take some form

Or like water itself

May evaporate

May  wither

But will take some from

Either in the clouds, in the rivers

In the sea, in the pond

Or in the raindrop itself

Lost cause found

A new hope

Always arises

From a lost cause

Or a crushed aspiration

But rise it must else

Where will

The remnants of

The aspiration go

They have to form

The basis of a new goal

Or the next victory

On raindrops

Raindrops falling

Don’t know

Where they begin

Or where they end

Just fall anywhere

Don’t know their destiny

But do the work

They are meant to do

That’s what we do

Most of the times

Leading the life

Of a raindrop

With or without

Our willingness

With or without

Full knowledge

The night falls

And the night falls

Bringing with it

The memories of the day gone by

And the days gone by

What is to be remembered

What is to be taken ahead

Is your choice

Else let it just fade away

In the darkness of the night

Coherent Ramblings..Life and Goals

Momentous life

Momentous life

Which takes you up and

Throws you down

Rather unceremoniously

The bitter sweet experiences

Of life

The aim is to remember the sweet ones

And throw  the bitter ones

Forever in the dark corners of

Time

So dark that it is effaced forever by time

And all memories put together

I get it out of me

My goals

My wishes and ambitions

Big and small

Where did they go

In the daily routine

Of getting up

Meeting deadlines

Setting new ones

Meeting people

Meeting myself

Just meeting ends meet

How did they leave this mindspace

These ambitions

Its time to gather them

And choose the ones that

I like

The ones that give me

Energy, life

The ones that make life

Meaningful

To take new strides

Seek a new direction

That’s what these goals

Are all about

Lets get up

Time is running fast

Agony of Life

The agony of life

Which keeps on stretching

Like a rubberband

But that rubber band too breaks

This agony too has to break

A new beginning

Has to happen

With joy and success

Where there is balance and mirth

A new dawn

Where there is no stretch

A new equilibrium

Which leads

 To a new start

Always

New pathways

As I choose to end

The old ways

Close the door to the

Rundown house

Which is not worth living anymore

A new beginning is

About to begin 

 

Coherent Ramblings - Goal, Destiny...

Goals

The eager anticipation

In the quest for a goal

Or is it the process itself

Of aiming for the goal

Where you have put your heart and soul

All focus and energies

Aiming for the goal

Who cares about the question

As long as the goal is met

DESTINY

The force of destiny

Has lot of force

To define your life

To take it in a direction

Which you never thought of

Is it really??

You could still move with the force

Yet decide to swim with the flow

Against the tide at times

To begin with who knew to swim

Learnt swimming

In this force

And paved a new way

To create our own

Destiny

In Motion

The surprises that life throws

At you can be overwhelming

At times

At times to be taken in your stride

To pretend as if nothing has happened

As life has to move on

The wheel called time moves on

No one has time

To wait and moan for you

In the swirling merry go around

That never waits

Just moves on

Sometimes in routine motion

And then surprise movements

That cease to be a surprise after sometime