Light feels right Music starts to play In higher part of brain In higher planes Where the flowers grow Life feels right Right as the light You'll be back in an hour or so From the higher planes Like haiku They don't have names You can't say A word You can't remember The world Seen from afar Even random walls starts to show hidden patterns around the corners You can't tell why the letters look crooked Or why every(one/thing) looks so smooth, so obvious Like through a glass wall What's that painted quality of light You can't know for sure Why are there stars in the summer blue sky Look at all those lost stars Where do they all belong and laughter plops down like a fat lady on a chair not even listening to what you're saying You can't you know, tell whether you're dreaming or just feeling sleepy but that's alright Life's alright Life's all light.
a locked down dog barks
at the lock-down-empty street
lonesome spring evening
Summer is only sleeping
But Spring wakes him awake
with her songs of love;
The chorus of birds, in the morning.
The buzzing of bees, over the flowers.
The sounds of tinkling streams,
wind rustling in the tress
and the Rain pattering in the streets.
And, when sweet Spring looks around herself,
she sees Summer standing nearby;
Strong and handsome with a tanned face.© dixitmrityunjay, 2020. September heart-to-hearts.
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At school elections so much depends upon a good speech..Mickey Mouse The Filthy Clown | misery tourism
This being human is an open notebook
Every morning a fresh page—
Waiting to be written on.
I am the writer
but that doesn’t mean
the others can’t write.
My notebook is open—
I love to write
and to write with love.
Some drop off
their baggage of sorrows
on my notebook and I invite it,
for writing certainly clears
the minds of those who write.
I am grateful
that my notebook
with its notes written
in different inks
has sent joy
and welcomed whoever
comes to write.
Posted over at dverse poetics
© MRITYUNJAY DIXIT, 2021. — ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
Hello dear reader, wouldn’t you agree that we all are students? setting out to learn something new each day so that we can get closer to our life’s goals and we all procrastinate, some more than others.
Life’s Goals: These are the big-small things that help us in making our dreams come true. They could be as small as going to bed at 10:00 pm and getting up at 5:30 am or as big as getting 90+% in a hard competitive exam such as GATE.
Having life goals is a good thing but they can’t help you when it comes to procrastination. That is something only your dreams can do.
Dream up a good life, no matter how impossible it seems to you right now, don’t abandon it. Write it down somewhere if you want to–in a diary or on your wall–although I believe you won’t need to. Dreams are powerful, you see.
Beautifully put by my favorite author.
My dream is to make it big by writing stories and poems. Right now, I’m twenty-one, I don’t have anything published in a paying magazine and I am not even close to earning money with my writing. In fact, far from it, I am a mechanical engineering undergrad student in an average Indian college.
I am a competent student, but I can be a good one if only I can stop postponing my tasks. The dilemma of course, like many of us, is that my life’s goals are not helping me getting closer to my dream. Ergo, I am not motivated. WHAT A PICKLE WE’VE GOT OURSELVES INTO? EH…
Before dealing with the Gordian Knot, I’d like to put emphasis on something else, imagine that all your life’s dreams have come true. I’ll imagine with you, my books have sold hundreds-millions of copies around the globe, I’m on cloud nine and now a question arises in my mind, am I happy? Are you? Of course, right? Well my dear reader, there’s no way you can know that for sure.
Beautifully put by my favorite actor and comedian.
So what is the answer then?
It’s happiness, of course. It’s just as powerful as dreams, maybe sometimes even more so.
Beautifully put by my favorite Rockstar.
Now let’s attempt untying that gordian knot, imagine that our dreams are destinations. Now imagine, different modes of transportation: airplanes, buses, bullock carts, hot air balloons, the whole deal. Always remember this, that the method you use or are forced to use under the circumstances, doesn’t matter, but you should always enjoy it. Some of us fly rocket (who doesn’t enjoy flying a rocket!) and reach the destination in no time, others like myself don’t or can’t fly rockets or airplanes but as long as we are happy and enjoying riding our vehicles, we will reach the destination and it doesn’t matter how long it takes or how weird the path is.
This post is not magical, but magic does exist. It exists inside each of us. It is what urges us to wake up and complete our life goals even when they are only indirectly helping us in reaching closer to our dreams, even when they don’t give us any immediate satisfaction.
This magic in scientific terms is actually a dopamine spike in our brains because we anticipate something important is about to happen i.e., we’ll soon get a reward of some kind! But in our case the rewards are not awarded so soon, they’re far away in the future and I know it can be hard, to get up and do the work, but the only way to do it is to do it with a smile on your face and the dream in your heart.
Now I’d like to end my surprisingly long sermon by once again quoting my favourite writer.
© MJAYDIXIT, 2020. — ALL RIGHTS RESERVED
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