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life is a lovely chaos

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  • My eyes stare deep into the water
    The patterns of light and my own movements
    Move with the reflections in the depths that seem endless
    And within my fists at the same time
    My weight is of no significance as I sink and swim at the same time-
    I must breathe and I must write.

    My feet walk in endless circles near the same trees
    They hold conversations with me and tell me about their world
    My fists clutch the air I cannot see but feel
    And the cars drown me in their disturbance
    My weight is of no significance as I sink and swim at the same time-
    I must breathe and I must write.

    With the sun hot and hungry on my face
    Whispers of love float from nearby and the sea calls my name
    A mermaid’s hollow call of my doom and destiny
    Roads swirl in patterns I do not recognize in an unknown city
    But the familiarity of the clouds draws me in
    My weight is of no significance as I sink and swim at the same time-
    I must breathe and I must write.

    People stopped making sense to me long ago.
    This lifetime is too small to comprehend their largeness and mysteries.
    This universe sits in front of me, inside me.
    With two fists, I clutch at it and bring them to my eager eyes.
    Patterns that always draw me in. Far from society and comprehension of the rational mind.
    My weight is of no significance as I sink and swim at the same time-
    I must breathe and I must write.

    ~insight07
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    Copyright Β©Devika Todi. All rights reserved.

  • Sometimes I like to think we start with some habits, only for them to kick in much later.

    Something similar happened with me and Goodreads. While I created an account almost a decade back, I recently decided to get back into the habit of it.

    Yes, it has a good reason. I want to get back into the habit of reading. While I could use the term, avid reader for myself a few years back. I’m sad to say but the same doesn’t apply anymore. Picking a book is as difficult as watching a show.

    So let’s hope this actually works! You can find me as Devika Todi on the site.

    Link- https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/22344519.Devika_Todi

    I will be sharing some views about books as and when I read! Would love to read your views and experiences with my books as well 😊 Feel free to share your experiences with the site/ or features I can use better to my benefit.

    Here’s to a fresh start!

    ~insight07

  • The suffocation in my lungs releases a breath at a time
    There is no strength in my spine
    But I stack bricks instead.
    I see the moon after nights and hours
    I see faces in flesh after a lifetime
    Emotions other than survival and fear fill me
    Tears well up my eyes-
    I see the sun from the eyes of so many trees.
    Time twists itself to fit its magnanimous presence
    In my small head,
    I cry in remembrance
    I cry in gratitude.
    Hands have grown with rings on them,
    My nails have grown so much too.
    Life is piercing me from all sides,
    I am another lost bird with a soul.
    Cities brimming with clouds and stories
    Surrender to the groud- rain comes crashing down.
    Dreams are reflections of ocean in wells-
    A yellow leaf swaying away and away
    With the endless blue waves.
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    ~insight07
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    Copyright Β©Devika Todi. All rights reserved.

  • Footprints all over
    A sand castle, a lion, a triangle in a corner.
    Under the heavy sensation of
    Wave upon wave, I lie still
    Shifting with the shape of water.
    Contained in glass bottles that float
    A heavy weight on the ocean-
    My life is trapped in finite walls
    Breathing so close to my lungs.
    A window- I peek at the fish below and birds above,
    An aeroplane sounds somewhere far away.
    A heavy weight in the layers of air-
    I wake up to the sound of rain
    Pounding on the window and a heavy sensation
    Of being walked all over my veins.
    A string at a time, I weave thoughts to pages
    I cling to the idea of a good and hope
    Hope for an okay each day,
    Trying to sleep in the glow of
    Strings of yellow light.
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    ~insight07
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    Copyright Β©Devika Todi. All rights reserved.

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