Morning in a new city

As I get out and close my hotel door room it creeks and I put on the golden and silver lock at the door. I glance out of the balcony. People are busy with their lives. I walk down the stairs and pass the reception. The room keys are still with me. Should I hand them over at the reception or should I take them with me? I ponder for a moment. Perhaps they are too heavy to carry or maybe there is nothing too valuable in the room so I extend my hand and hand over the keys to the reception guy.

Then I walk out of the hotel and take a turn  towards the right side that’s the direction where all those speakers are blaring.

To be contd….

On a journey of discovery

6.30 AM...

I wake up with the thought

A nine to five job is not my thing . 

7.00 A.M

So while my heart pulls me in one direction my head tells me to take up and continue with a job. 

So I pull myself out of the bed

To strike a balance between my heart and my head I take my heart on a journey where it travels the unseen places that I always longed to see. My head makes me work so that I can earn enough to pay the bills and undertake all the journeys that I dream off.

9.30A.M -6.30PM I am at the office

9.45 PM

Writing down all that I feel is my way of connecting with my inner self. Some of these writings are reflections of life around me. 

Blue sky

Blue sky hangs over the Earth

Perhaps with a strong rope hanging from somewhere

Round moon stuck in the sky

Below it rotates on its axis

Our beloved earth

listen

Be quiet and listen

The sound of the waves

Lashing on the beach

The wind blowing through the dry leaves

Listen to the sound of passage of time

With each tick and every tock 

of the watch it bids goodbye

Never to meet us again

I am not a poet

I am not a poet
though I write poems
in my spare time
I am not a poet by looks
as I do not have long hair
I do not dress in a kurta
but wear tees and jeans
I write about love
though I am not a poet

The forest

There is a forest near my house
In the summers it has a big crowd
of people going for a walk
There is a group of friends
standing on the green grass
They are there to do some exercise
Children play near the swings
They have to pass their time
Its a happy crowd that gathers
every day in the forest
near my house