href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/dim/”>Dim</a>
Two limericks on the daily prompt: dim.
It is no use singing, praising the lord hymn
The situation wherever you look is pretty grim.
You can’t escape reality
There is no equality
The prospects of survival are pretty dim.
The lights were dim and the mood was set,
Soft music was being playing by the quartet,
She alighted from the stairs
Cynosure of all stares
And broke into hip-hop to everyone’s utter regret.
Once the euphoria is over
You are left wondering,
Did I imagine that bonhomie
Or was it just a facade, a covering?
Meeting childhood friends
Always evokes nostalgia.
We see pictures of laughing friends
Plastered all over the social media.
So we take time out of our tight schedules
Wanting to create our own such kodak moments
Thus we plan lunch/dinner dates
And gleefully post pics for likes and comments.
We meet and laugh at shared memories,
Are curious about the present,
As we catch up with each other’s lives
We feel its time well spent.
But most times after these warm meets and photo ops
We are back to our own comfortable clique
Busy and maybe wary to start
Out of old acquaintance a new friendship.
It is not possible to be on the same equation
With all the friends from past
At times past prejudices are difficult to get rid of
At others the chasm remains deep and vast.
But there are times when new friendship blossoms
And you wonder why ever were you not friends back then,
Meeting up is truly a blessing
With people on the same wavelength, once again.
You also reconcile to the fact
That your best friend and you are not in touch.
Distance and changing circumstances
Have played their role in it as much.
Don’t feel left out if someone shows,
Disinclination to connect.
If he/she has no time for you,
Then its not worthwhile to reconnect.
There still will be some
Who feel they are too good to mingle with the rest.
Let them be and don’t grudge their meetings
For to stay away from such is best.
Its alright not to like the whole lot
And meet a few selectively.
Lets not be apologetic or secretive about it
But accept this truth gracefully.
So let’s rejoice in the times we meet
And not worry about the times we can’t meet up
Or wonder about those with excuses
For the loss is theirs for sure, yup!
Embrace all inspite of their foibles
For there is something about a childhood friend,
The easy camaraderie, the tongue in cheek ribbing,
Which makes such a friend, godsend.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/premonition/”>Premonition</a>
What ifs plague my frail heart,
I have been feeling unsettled lately,
A strange fear has me in its throes,
The queasy feeling in the pit of my stomach refuses to go.
Why, oh why do I have this premonition ?
Something untoward is in the offing.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/imagination/”>Imagination</a>
What I hear, firms up my opinion
What I read, influences my writing
What I see, colours my vision.
All my senses absorb, adapt and adopt external influences.
I term my reaction to these stimuli
Imagination.
As soon as they hear the news
They are there like vultures
Looking for a juicy piece of meat,
To rake up TRP numbers.
Sound bites, close-ups and the panning of crime site,
Routine work, they do every day
To feed the voyeuristic audience
Their daily dose of people gone astray.
They congregate wherever
There’s something newsworthy.
Trying to be the first on scene,
No sign of pain, revulsion or empathy.
The start of life is soaked with tears,
Tears of pride in the father’s eyes,
Tears of pain and joy in the mother’s eyes.
The baby bawls its heart out,
The relatives’ eyes well up with relief.
And so the journey begins.
Punctuated with tears every now and then.
Happiness and heartbreak go hand in hand
Bringing forth wet smiles or copious tears.
And so sallies ahead life, full steam
Interspersed with teary eyes.
There are more occasions of happy tears
A few devastating moments too.
But it is finally time to say, no more tears.
People will come and people will go.
Life will occasionally throw a curve ball.
Irreparable losses will occur,
And so will heartswelling joys.
When you took pleasure in joys that came your way,
Don’t question the sorrows that find their way to you.
The trick is to accept all with equanimity,
Secure in the knowledge that this too will pass.
If happiness could not reside permanently,
Nor will sadness remain forever.
So let life take you on a roller coaster ride.
Laugh hard and let there be no regrets.
For tears often cloud clarity.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/astral/”>Astral</a>
Remember, how we fought when we first met?
You hated my guts
And I your arrogance.
We quarreled about every thing.
And yet it were as if we were drawn to each other
By forces beyond us.
Loving as well as hating
We spent many years .
Till we both took paths
Which led us away from each other
Because staying together was
Tearing us apart.
It took time,
But eventually love, career, marriage and kids came.
So much has happened since we last met.
And now after all these years,
Bumping into you unexpectedly.
What is it,
If not astral intervention?
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/encrusted/”>Encrusted</a>
Words have lost their rapier thrust
They don’t cut through me
Gestures rude are meaningless
I just ignore them
Violence does not make me flinch
I am indifferent to it
Loss no longer leaves me wild eyed
It can’t hurt me further
Death does not break my heart
For my heart encrusted in pain
Stopped beating
Long ago.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/constant/”>Constant</a>
The more I try to distance myself,
The closer I am.
The more I try to forget,
The more I remember.
The more I busy myself,
The more free time on my hands hangs.
The more I sleep,
The more I am wakeful.
The more I try to laugh,
The more I cry.
Whatever I may do,
Your absence is a constant reminder
Of all that I have lost.
And whatever anyone may say
Remembering you is the only constant
In my tumultuous life.
href=”https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/compromise/”>Compromise</a>
Wakefulness in place of sleep
Gastronome pleasure in place of health
The much desired promotion at any cost
Increasing bank balance instead of family time
Keeping up with Joneses at the cost of peace of mind
The pursuit of vote bank at the expense of environment
Megalomanic schemes at the cost of world peace.
Paying a heavy price for what we assume is success
As we set forth to tame and conquer the world
We stoop, we compromise
We go on sacrificing what is important
In the mistaken belief that what we hanker for
Will buy us everlasting happiness.
Thus ending up with
An emptiness within, restlessness and bad karma.
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