Thursday, August 31, 2023

그대의 생각: Blossoming

하늘이 웃고 아침이 붉어질 때
공기가 숨을 쉬고 이슬이 반짝였을 때
정원에 꽃봉오리가 피어날 때도
그것도... 그대 생각나게 했어요.

When the sky smiled
And the morning blushed
When the air breathed
And the dew glimmered
The bud in my garden blossomed anew
And that too... reminded me of You.

















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Sunday, August 27, 2023

Stay with your heart

When the walls are closing in on you
And the only door out is pitch-black...

Would you stay
Or would you take the path out?

What if the walls stop moving eventually?
What if there's a depthless pit just outside the door?

Would you stay
Or would you take the path out?

What if you traverse the deep trench
And there's a pretty garden beyond those depths
Where there's golden air soaked with the sunrays
And the fragrant breeze is colored
In hues of the beautiful flowers...
Can you leave the room
If there was a possibility of the garden?

Yes, there might be an endless stretch of trenches 
And immeasurable depths
Where there's no concept of time or space
Yes, there might be the rumblings of the walls
And the pressure well enough to crush a soul
There's a possible garden beyond the dark
But it just might be too good to be true

Whatever you choose
Wherever you stay
Or whichever paths you explore
Stay... With your heart

It may bleed but it will heal too
Stay with you, just once more
For there is a light breathing in there
There's a beacon forming
That shows the path
The journey is still there

Stay with your heart
Just one more step
When you can smell the dawn
Bathed in hopes and dreams
It will shine on you with the smile of sunflowers
Just stay once more
Stay with your heart
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Friday, August 25, 2023

That is also me

That is also me
That no one knows
The one with mystic intricacies
And an equivalent framework
As any other me
But this has been special
In ways that
I never really could apprehend

That is also me
That knows the shades of the cosmos
And believes in every dust
For that is what stars are made of
And moons and stones and home
Yes there's something beautiful
And vivaciously precious
In every granule that that sees

That is also me
That chooses the light
And also glorifies the night
For there's an enigma that each beholds
And thousands of microcosmos
That breathes life and everything glows
There's a universe and many such more
That flavours every dream with adore

Yes, that is also me
That's so hopelessly romantic
That finds hope and beauty in everything I see

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Saturday, August 19, 2023

Like An Epiphany

There are days like that
When every moment
Feels like an epiphany

When every breath of air feels extremely cold
As if it is hellbent to pierce your lungs
And reach your heart
To see if it cracks yet again
To see if the blood rushes
To heal it once more
Or give up and finally freeze

There are days like that
When every moment
Feels like an epiphany

When you realize the abyss from before
Is struggling to get a new meaning
One where nothingness never ceases
But was there anything to begin with
For there can be nothing
Only when there ever was something
And everything feels like a myth once more

There are days like that
When every moment
Feels like an epiphany

When communication is just an obligated model
Its roots rooted on the root of i2
For it is nothing
More than drab oblivion
If not sparked by you
For there never really was a language or literature
And a mere void had more elaborated meaning

There are days like that
When every moment
Feels like an epiphany
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Friday, July 28, 2023

Don't Fall For The Words

There are emotions
Undefined and unnamed
And feelings so abstract
Even dimensions cannot capture

But there's still a desire
To let that essence percolate 
So they weave with heart
A sentiment
Which even words can't fathom

Poetry, they call it...
But all they see are words

Don't fall for the words
For they are but just a tool
To create an approximation
Of a dimension
That may lead you to feel the emotion
Not of the poet
But of your own
That you might have suppressed
From time unknown

Don't fall for the words
If you wish to know
The poet's sentiment
And the dreamy universes they sow
For words are meant to hide 
But pretend to show

Poems encase a cosmic weave
Of thoughts, whims, and notions
That exist and rest
Beyond the "normal" comprehension
So, don't fall for the words
For the poet's heart
They will never know
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Thursday, July 20, 2023

Is Earth Flat?

Of the many photographs
that I never posted
and some that were never clicked

Of the many drafts
that I never published
and some that are still unfinished

Of the many stories
that I never told
and anecdotes that have never been recounted

And

Of the many travel diaries
that I never disclosed
and some lands that are still unexplored

Should any be unveiled
When the dawn shines
Even when
There are clouds still in the sky
Holding the immenseness of the ocean

Some day they may let go
But then
Where should it start
And where should it stop

For there's never been
An absolute end
Or beginning 
That was ever there

The earth has never been flat.

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Wednesday, June 21, 2023

Gestures and Generosity

This is a story about a friend of mine. For convenience, let's address this friend as T. I would have kept this story to just myself. But I figured, we need to share certain things... even if it may look trivial.

I met T in the summer of 2019. I had decided to enroll for an additional course in an institute which was far far away from my place. Everyone who had enrolled for that course were staying in the same accommodation provided by the institute and hence many members would meet for meals together, by default. Because I had a different schedule and arrangement of my own, I wasn't able to meet the members as many times during the meals as I would have liked. However, on the first day of the session, when I did have breakfast with few of the members, I met T. I remember walking with T for some distance towards the classes and exchanging pleasantries.
But the few discussions that I had with T were memorable, interesting, and felt worthwhile.
From the very first interaction, I found T to be a very sincere and generous person... someone you could rely on. I remember T's gentle and sweet smile everytime we had a conversation. T, too, was a person of few words and thus we didn't have very elaborate or many conversations. But the few discussions that I had with T were memorable, interesting, and felt worthwhile.

Though I would like to refuse, my personality may seem a bit aloof sometimes to other people. And rarely anybody has that much time and patience to understand others these days. But T... T spoke with me. T's questions and interest about someone were marked with genuineness and it felt that T did care. And whatever little I got to know during my time in the institute, I knew how gentle and gracious T is.
T's questions and interest about someone were marked with genuineness and it felt that T did care.
After the sessions ended, we have stayed in touch. But the entire credit goes to T for this. T has always responded first. T would send me appreciation and feedback for my posts and poems. Though it might sound trivial, each feedback means a lot. Simple things like "I read your poems" matter and really do mean the world. It tells you that someone is listening to the words you have voiced through your writings.

T went to one of the book exhibitions.... and my book was there too. T not only searched for the stall where it was displayed, but also sent me photographs from the exhibition. It must have been difficult to find the stall because it was a big exhibition with hundreds of stalls... plus getting photos for me because I couldn't be there... I could not be more grateful. You could actually sense that sweetness in T's voice as T told me about the experience there. I couldn't believe how caring a person can be. And then today...
Though to others it may seem just sharing a photograph, but it is more than that.
Today, T sent me a photograph of a moon. That photograph had a note on it about the spots on the moon which were related to a poem I wrote months back. Someone had shared that photograph and T still remembered the discussion we had about the moon and fables related to it. Though to others it may seem just sharing a photograph, but it is more than that. That little note says a lot.. about the nice and considerate person T is... about the vastness of T's heart and greatness of T's character. It is not easy to be so mindful about others these days and we need to certainly celebrate moments and people like T. Though we do not talk too often, I always feel very inspired and positive whenever I talk with T... even if it's just a couple of words.

The number of words you speak do not matter.... as long as your thoughts are aligned the right way. I was deeply moved by T's gesture because of the thoughts that were put into it. I could not find the proper words that could convey my gratitude... but it surely did make that moment for me and I hope the thoughts were convened back to T. T, if you are reading this, please know that I am moved beyond words and I have always appreciated your gestures and generosity. Thank you for being a great friend 

You too might have someone like that in your life. Someone who always cheers you up, even if you do not communicate too often. Appreciate these small gestures in friendship. If you too have a friend like T, value them. Keep them in your thoughts always. And if you do not have someone like that, be a T to the people around you.

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Wednesday, June 14, 2023

I and U



There are moments
when I transform to You
And moments
when You translate to I.

Ultimately, it's
I and U
that matter(s).
And, we meet midway.

12/2=6

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Tuesday, June 13, 2023

June

A moment of transition
And of moments...
When history seems to
Repeat itself.
Is it time enough though
To call all these moments
That have been...
History?

For there are many more dawns
Yet to witness
Many more blossoms
Yet to smell
Miles to go
And paths to walk
Still many calming moonlights
To share our talks
And lie upon
The twinkling sand

Smiling starlight and
Warmth of the ocean breeze
Still waiting to feel
The chiming smile
That came across from
Thousands of miles

Dreams of those glories
Wrapped in silk
Are treasured in a place
Where time stays still
Aspirations of now
And Desires of the heart
Upon a warming smile
Present their shining part

Wishes gleam and Love beams
Under the silver moon and
In these days of
A magical June

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As a blogger, one of the things I am often asked is "How/ When did you get started with all this?" For as long as my memory takes me back, I have always found myself pondering about a plethora of things. I have always loved reflecting on the small but wonderful aspects of life. Ipsita Contemplates has been very special and I love to get the opportunity to share my musings, my thoughts, and my perceptions with you. It is also a way to appreciate the essence of Life!