Kani - Hello Poetry

Kani 4d

Linked

Poetry is born not in time
Oasic words born rather out of time
Elapsed time uncounted in the stream of time
Treasured verses beyond time
Revamping soul connections bequest of time
Yarns spun in spools of time

This piece is called Linked.
We want to connect, with our friends and family but also with ourselves. Here, I share my reflections on connection.

Kani Dec 13

My Kind

I see
I see everyone
Hustling and bustling

I see
I see everyone
Busy with shopping
Scoring the best deal
Out there, patting
On their backs
For a job
Well done

I see
I see everyone
Rushing off to elsewhere
Than what I call home
I wonder why
No answer came
To my mind

I think
I think everyone
Has lost the point
The point of idle time
With just home
And family

No agenda
No items to be crossed off
Just a cup of hot cocoa
A plush blanket, soothing fire
And long chatters

Something to hold onto
Until the next one

This piece is called My Kind. While the holiday season is upon us, let’s take some time out to observe: our surroundings and ourselves.

Kani Dec 6

Making Not

Knot making itself not
Loved the thread

Knitting itself into something
Loved the pattern

Wearing itself a person
Loved the sweater

Bracing for the cold
Loved the winter

Charm reversed
Twice the fun

Knots evoke a doing and an undoing, a pattern and a symbol. Winter is coming; all the more reason to find warmth in people and places.

Kani Nov 27

Gratified

Prayer begins
As the heart melts
Eyes mist
Speech stumbles
In the grace
Of gratitude
Accompanied

Prayer continues
With the embrace
Of love and care
Shared by
The compassionate
Heartblurring
Boundaries
Along

It can be
A short lived
Episode
Or lifelong
Awakening
Either way
Heart
Loves the blooms

This piece is called Gratified. On this day of thanks, I urge you all to express gratitude to your loved ones.

Kani Nov 16

Surreal

Yes
Almost
Just quite not
Feels so
But take it back
May be or not
Slipping through
Slits in memory
Just wanting it to be
Deja vu

This piece is called “Surreal.” It attempts to capture that feeling that is often undefinable.

Kani Nov 9

Mine on Mine

Once upon a time, we loved our neighbors.
Once upon a time, we shared not just love.
Once upon a time, we were role models for the world.
Once upon a time, we were leaders to be followed.
Still we are in the depths of our hearts
If we choose to
Look underneath
The fumes kindled
By the few
New veins could be found
To be unearthed
To alight the future

The recent political events in America are provoking many thoughts in me. Here’s a piece called Mine on Mine.

Kani Nov 4

Bird's Eye

I fly free
I fly free and fabulous
I fly free and fabulous over the magnanimity

As I take everything into account
Every little detail, the shape, the texture, the contour
The enormity of what’s below me, below but not below by any means

The majesty of the silver lined gorgeousity seems to loom all around me
Aspiring me to give up the flying and land on its heart
As I write nestled in its embrace

Dwelling in its magical realms creating its own constellation comprising
The floating paradise, the grand Himalayan range
Nestled amongst the snow white clouds
My heaven

This piece is called Bird's Eye, and it was written in response to a stunning photo of the Himalayas that I saw.

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