Choices

Deny Accept.Going in my mindOver and overMe crumblingUnder the weightOf choiceOf wearinessOf weaknessNot knowingWhat I wantNone of us reallyKnowing what We want
Locked inA prisonOf my own makingChains feelSo niceKissed byCaptorsHealing the wounds
Yet knowingNo one to holdMe when I escapeNo safety netOther than the cage

Choices

Deny Accept.Going in my mindOver and overMe crumblingUnder the weightOf choiceOf wearinessOf weaknessNot knowingWhat I wantNone of us reallyKnowing what We want
Locked inA prisonOf my own makingChains feelSo niceKissed byCaptorsHealing the wounds
Yet knowingNo one to holdMe when I escapeNo safety netOther than the cage

Indolence

I choose to stay homeWith the books and sheetsLife at my fingertips.Doing what I wantEven silence if I please.Lying down; daydreamingOr at times, no single thought
Probing for meaning of lifeUncluttered by screams,Shouts, television, telephoneWanting life to breathAt its own pace

Indolence

I choose to stay homeWith the books and sheetsLife at my fingertips.Doing what I wantEven silence if I please.Lying down; daydreamingOr at times, no single thought
Probing for meaning of lifeUncluttered by screams,Shouts, television, telephoneWanting life to breathAt its own pace

My Obituary

Gautami S Tripathy, Educator, passed away at her residence in Delhi, in the wee hours of 26th August 2005.
Right after her bachelor of education, she had joined the teaching fraternity. She enjoyed teaching and more so loved her pupils. She had a good rapport with her students. She was creative with innovative ways of teaching [...]

POSSESSED

Hysterical women gyratingFlailing armsDishevelled hairMuttering, screamingShouting incoherentlyRolling their eyesIn mad frenzyBeaten and ravagedTortured and in painExorcised by priestsOf ghosts, invaded soulsMalevolent spiritsAre they possessed?But in realitySuffering fromDeep psychological shockBroken down irreparablyBy personal tragedyBehaving possessedIs their only escape!
©gautami.tripathy Aug 23, 2005

POSSESSED

Hysterical women gyratingFlailing armsDishevelled hairMuttering, screamingShouting incoherentlyRolling their eyesIn mad frenzyBeaten and ravagedTortured and in painExorcised by priestsOf ghosts, invaded soulsMalevolent spiritsAre they possessed?But in realitySuffering fromDeep psychological shockBroken down irreparablyBy personal tragedyBehaving possessedIs their only escape!
©gautami.tripathy Aug 23, 2005

Ctrl/Alt/Del

I key in and expungeWords that gush unreservedlyfrom my earnest reflections
Too revealing in theirraw passionand honest fervor
Sliding down my minddecoded into lettersbut exterminated by backspace.
©gautami.tripathy

Even though…..sad thought….

We crib about bad roadsWe crib about long power cutsWe crib about water shortageWe crib about dirt and squalorWe crib about safety of our womenWe crib about child labour
Even though……..
We spit on the roadsWe tamper with the electric metersWe let the water overflowWe throw garbage out of the windowWe molest our daughtersWe abuse our children
Given [...]

Even though…..sad thought….

We crib about bad roadsWe crib about long power cutsWe crib about water shortageWe crib about dirt and squalorWe crib about safety of our womenWe crib about child labour
Even though……..
We spit on the roadsWe tamper with the electric metersWe let the water overflowWe throw garbage out of the windowWe molest our daughtersWe abuse our children
Given [...]