Arvind Passey

Arvind Passey Lives in Delhi, Delhi, India

Writer. Poet. Columnist. Blogger.

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Note: Thoughts on seeing #Human dwellings as we were landing in #Mumbai. #Travel *
Packed in boxes

Neatly stacked, one over the other
Boxes hug humanity like a mother
Sometimes laid out in even or uneven
Long or short series that never bother
Those above or beyond their reach
Boxes never preach
Boxes don't like a breach.

They caress tenses, store history
Like bits of adventure in a story
Frail emotions wrapped with care
Some cost a lifetime, others came free
But they all have thrill inbuilt
Each is a futuristic stilt
As time fades away all guilt.

Boxes that age are always a delight
Smiles replace every slight or fight
Enter any and strike a conversation
And you'll know their invincible might
But flying over a city when I see
Box-like homes wanting box-like glee
I know they're using the wrong key.
Arvind Passey
22 March 2018
#Poetry #poem #Poetrycommunity #Poetryporn #poems #poemsofinstagram #Poetrysocietyinstagram #Poetrysociety #Travelpoem #vistara

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Note: The female pigeon had laid an egg and then walked a few paces on the ledge before she died. Her carcass was thrown. All this happened while the male was away in search for food. Now the male goes nowhere but paces up and down making sounds that seem like he is calling her.

The confused male pigeon

I stand guard here on this ledge
No harm shall come near our egg
See, I don't fly away but pace
From here to there trying to trace
The hour that took you away
Friends say you will not return
That you're with our mighty gray
Yet near our egg I burn and turn
Waiting, for I cannot hatch
Mother's love I cannot match
Men I've seen bring up their child
And make rearing seem so mild
Hatching eggs needs learning deep
This forlorn egg makes me weep.
Come dear, wherever you are
I can only guard our star.
Arvind Passey
07 March 2018

#pigeon #Poetry #poem #poetsofinstagram #Poetrycommunity #poems #Confusion #Relationship #womensday #Poetrysociety


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Lines dedicated to Stephen Hawking
"I’m not afraid of death, but I’m in no hurry to die. I have so much I want to do first."
- Stephen Hawking

To the stars and beyond

He is traveling as before
Conversing with infinity
Gliding through the core
Not surprised by the simplicity
Of existence. Hawking is no more.

Many flew with him as he soared
Riding on wings of imagination
Leaving astronomical ideas floored
And we cheered in elation
As the beyond was finally lured.
Arvind Passey
14 March 2018
#StephenHawking #Hawking #physicist #Poetry #poem #obituary #RIP

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Mushrooming is so like Delhi. Just as the population in the city mushrooms to unmanageable limits, everything else does... art, poetry, reading habits, online existence, and creative expressions merge seamlessly with traffic woes, greed of the official machinery, builder mafia, crime, insecurity of both men and women, and rage all around. For a brief moment I though this installation near AIIMS is such an appropriate reflection of all that Delhi represents.

#Delhi #mushroom #art #Society #people #Travel #Creativity #India #Population #Poetry

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Bring together #TulsiRamPrajapati #chandigarh and #DeadTrees and what you will get are #treeSculptures. After #wallart it is now the turn of #tree #art to capture the imagination of creative souls. However, in the equation in the first line, if you happen to add #chandigarhmunicipalcorporation then what you create are mind sets ready to asphyxiate art.
Vigyan path in Chandigarh is where the #Travel enthusiast can come across art on dead trees. Well, the truth is that even the locals of this #City aren't yet aware of their existence. What I've seen in Chandigarh is what passion really means.

Let me also add here that #the Tribune from Chandigarh writes: "The Chandigarh Municipal Corporation has stopped Tulsi Ram Prajapati from continuing his artistic work on dried up trees. Prajapati has been making sculptures on dried up trees for over a month and his work was being appreciated by several people. Prajapati, a fine arts teacher at Government Senior Secondary School, carved out sculptures on eight dead trees so far. While people commuting on the Vigyan Path near Rock Garden and Sector 8 are appreciating his work, the decision of the MC has disappointed him a lot."

I guess it is time for the decision makers in this UT to wake up and see what the real reasons could be behind the ridiculous decision of the municipal authorities.

Promote art. Art is what makes a city lively.

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