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A Medley

Jun 6, 2024
3 min read

Updated: Oct 4, 2024

By Suganya Sundar



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How do you respect in full or in half? 

Whom do you talk to, a loner or a crowd? 

Where do you dwell in the present or past?

When do you start now or after? 

Why do you wake up to shine or whine? 

Whose opinion matters, yours or others? 

Who are you when no one is watching? 


Gratitude.


If you could eat you could serve

If you could eat you could cook 

If you could eat you could grow

If you couldn't

Be greatful.


Myocardial infraction 


Ivabradine on the horizon

Angioplasty a common term

Medicine discussing AI

Will all go in vain 

As long as 

Yes and nothing

Clog up the arteries.


Endangered species 


Humans matching genetically

Remaining a species

Humans living practically

Remaining vulnerable

Humans liking to co exist

Remaining endangered

Humans enthusiastic to rejoice

Remaining critically endangered

Humans willing to empathize

Remaining extinct in the wild

Humans wanting equality

Remaining extinct.


Miracles


Nostalgia of the past 

Excitement of the future

Boredom of the present

Have blind folded us 

With miracles sauntering around

Without striking any sound 


Life


Life is a toddler

Who governs us by 

Murphy's laws.


One god.


A god is a life-giver

A god is a life-saver

A god is supreme 

A god is divine 

A god is powerful 

If I had to choose 

One god

I would choose food. 


Hunger


To eat plants

Or 

To eat meat 

Is the not the right question,

To eat or not is. 


Stars


The night skies astonished me 

With millions of things 

That shined and sparkled. 

As a kid,

They left me curious and fascinated.

All I see now is

Scapegoats of convenient people. 


Difficulty level : Hard


A small worm 

Crossing a sidewalk.

A millipede 

Crossing a concrete road.

A squirrel 

Crossing a highway.

A human 

Trying to remain good. 


Sweet disaster. 


A toddler is a recipe 

That's made from scratch 

The tantrum is 

All the things put in

Unmeasured. 


Countdown 


Ten 

In mind:

Do we really have to talk with them?

Nine

Heard that they are not that trustworthy.

Eight

Got an unlikely past.

Seven 

We couldn’t do it with anyone else 

Six 

Well that may not be the case

Five

It could happen to anyone 

Four 

They are not so bad after all

Three

There is no trouble between us

Two

Might be because of their situation 

One

They are good people 

Zero

Out loud: Hi how are you doing?


Trend


Piles of junk

Lies everywhere 

No one cares

To pick it up

All we need 

For a cleanup is

Put the junk 

In trend and wait. 


Coloring book 


Distinguishes between 

A child wild with imagination 

And 

An adult domesticated with instruction.


Sonder


A coffee shop bustling 

Machines crackling and dripping

Each one leaving out

Wearing their own armor. 


Bucket list 


To climb into every page 

Of the favorite books 

To live with all 

Of the favorite characters . 


Sweet home 


A rectangle box

Next to an electric pole

A vintage picture. 


Formula 


It must be an universal formula. 

For success. 

To hit hard at the rock bottom 

For it does not contain any rocks line

But guess some kind of trampoline. 


Skeletal equation 


People suffering disease

Due to excess food 

To 

People suffering deficiency 

Due to lack of food. 


Baby girl 


We do not need

Wind chimes 

For we had her. 


Bird leaves 


A caress 

So tender

A feeling 

So delicate 

An epiphany 

So true. 




Description 

It’s a random collection of thoughts that tried to be a poem. 

 Preface 


Say you got on a short bus journey and an incredible idea popped up inside your mind but you are not skilled enough to convey them. But you tried anyways. At the end of the journey you just felt pleasant. No regrets. 

Sometimes that’s all we need at the end of the day. 

Acknowledge 


Much obliged to BookLeaf Publishing for the opportunity. And grateful to all the wonderful people who had and have a hand in my existence. 

Dedication 


To all people who are afraid to try because something won't turn out perfect.


By Suganya Sundar



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