Tales of the nice times
When the Sun danced
And the wind chimed
Oceans sparkled
With the glory of a Delicate Warmth
The dazzling stars
Shone and bestowed charms
The moonlit meadows sent wishes
In every fragrance and hue
Upon witnessing feelings anew
Sunday, June 11, 2023
Tales of Nice Times
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Monday, June 5, 2023
Fire and Ice
It was a play of fire and ice
A play of sand and sea
Opposed and oddities were
Only a matter of perspectives
For when the forces symphonized
Magic oozed with sparks of gold.
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Friday, April 28, 2023
Destined
Just another afternoon sky
But every aspect of it
Reminded me of You
Smiling preciously
While nonchalantly stroking Your hair
With a blushing warmth
Adorning your eyes
And I realized one more time
You are the destined journey my smile takes
To find a home in my eyes everytime.
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Tuesday, April 25, 2023
Words
I have great reverence
for words
I treasure them
But when it is You
Words too feel irrelevant
How do I express
Everything that is felt
Or the emotions that are evoked...
In the mere frivolity of words!?
*Initially composed in German, translated to English
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Saturday, April 15, 2023
Loved?
After a brief pause, a pause which felt as long and as short as the time one waits for trains to pass near a railway crossing, she said as she took a long breath,
"I loved him.
More than poets could love the moon. More than the parched summer grass loves the afternoon drizzle. I loved him more than I could have ever imagined. More than I thought I was capable of."
"Loved?" she thought while trying to find something unnamed and unrecognized in the tresses of grass. She asked her, still looking at the grass,
"Did you say you loved him?"
"I did, yes," she turned towards her as she replied.
"Past tense?"
"Yes," she replied crunching her eyebrows quizically, "what's wrong?"
"Nothing. I just didn't know that the past tense of love existed... though grammatically it is a concept," she said as she turned her gaze from the tresses of grass to the sun across the sky. And thought, "Loved?! And do poets have to love the moon always? What if it's the sun they love? Was it ever Love if it transforms to Loved?"
And the pause continued once more.
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Saturday, April 8, 2023
And Us
nearly there and there
It's the time between
a beginning and a perceived-ending*
It's the time between
late Spring and infant Summer
It's the time just between
the moon and the sun
Just like between
Your Smile and Mine
The golden transitions of the cosmos
and Us.
The golden transitions of the cosmos
and Us.
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*Perceived-ending :
It's not the ending, though many might think it to be. When the sun rises up, the moon is still there. We might not see it owing to the glorious sun, but the moon... it's still there.
A little behind the scenes:
This picture is clicked just before dawn. It's the moon waiting for the sun to rise. Even though the moon knows that she might not be visible once the sun climbs up the horizon, still she waits eagerly for that first glance... during the golden transition.
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Friday, April 7, 2023
Summers That Have Been
Of all that I've seen
Of meadows, flowers, and butterflies
In summers that have been
But all the while
I sit and think
Of times that were before
I listen for returning feet
And voices at the door
After-note:
2 years already,
Still feels just yesterday!
Time... and its play!!
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A little behind the scenes:
This piece was written probably somewhere around 2015-2016ish. I found this in one of my old bags... while I was browsing through the unintended archives.
I do not exactly remember the story behind the write-up. However, from the lines, I think I was thinking about the past summer (probably the summer of 2015). And every time I kept wondering about that, something of the then present life must have brought me back from my thoughts.
The time I found it again: April 07, 2023, Friday, 03:12 AM IST.
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A picture of the piece from the unintended archives:
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Tuesday, April 4, 2023
Like Crazy
빌보드 1위 가수 박지민 위해...
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Sunday, April 2, 2023
Hare on the Moon
The first time I listened
To the story of the
Hare on the moon
I too wanted to go there
Not for the moon
But for the Hare
Who probably was still there
I kept wondering
How it must have felt
To have a celestial body
All just to yourself
There's the majestic view
Without the slightest sound
It must be surrealistic
But how would it feel
With not a dear one around
I was worried then
But days passed and
I knew it was probably
Just a special tale
Now as I look up at the moon
I find myself still wondering
About a possibly unseen rune
There must be more
To the compassion of the hare
Is it there to soothe a soul
That looks up for solace
In nights when
The moon is not whole
Or to convey hearty whispers
From the loving souls
To their beloved listeners
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A little behind the scenes:
When I listened to the story, I knew it was a story. However, as it always has been, I somehow associate life with everything, even inanimate objects. So, I kept wondering about the hare and its feelings.
I wondered if it was infact a gift to be on the moon or if the hare felt otherwise. But as time passed on, I tried to make peace with the situation of the mythical hare. But every single time I see the moon, when the silhouette of the hare is apparent, I return to my childhood musings.
The hare is a symbol of compassion, intuition, creativity, new beginnings, and spring time. So, it makes sense that it might be there (symbolically) for a reason. Probably it acts as a medium of communication between loved ones who are far apart. Or it may act as a companion to someone who is probably feeling a bit blue and aloof. Or just to tell, "You are not alone. You might be on earth and I might be alone on moon. Even if I am a long way from you, I am there for you. As long as we are there together, we are never really alone."
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About Me
- Ipsita Upasana
- 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!