Entr’acte

Manpreet Dhindsa Hari

Abstract Drama

Manpreet Dhindsa Hari

Abstract Drama

1 min

396

English Poem : #14139 English Poem Abstract : #7390

life blind becoming

I’m not in a hurry

I don’t have to reach

I’m pausing, being still

Floating in thoughts

Settling in reveries

Acknowledging my strengths and weaknesses

Embracing my vulnerabilities

Taking ownership of my life

Journeying from hidden self to blind self

Relishing the entr’acte before the show begins again

A rendezvous with self

I am reflecting, introspecting, exploring, absorbing and realising

A phase of revelations...

I’m becoming....

Rate this content

More english poem from Manpreet Dhindsa Hari

See all

Quietude

1 min read

Entr’acte

1 min read

Similar english poem from Abstract

Debarati Sen

1 Followers

Abstract

Journey

My verses melt Into the mouth of the night sky My verses melt Into the mouth of the night sky

1 min read

Abstract

Haimanti Dutta Ray

31 Followers

Abstract

OF LOFTY MINDS (Week 9 Th...

The plaster from the walls was peeling off in layers, They cupped their hands every morning, utte... The plaster from the walls was peeling off in layers, They cupped their hands...

1 min read

Abstract

Ashwini Avneesh

2 Followers

Abstract

The Book

I am not brainstormed by false allegations I am not brainstormed by false allegations

1 min read

Abstract

Aditi Mishra

70 Followers

Abstract

The Window To Infinity

I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live.. I die, I am born, I live to die, I die to live..

5 mins read

Abstract

ritesh deo

2 Followers

Abstract

Mystic Reverie

That ember glow, It evokes something in me. That ember glow, It evokes something in me.

1 min read

Abstract

Sampurna Samanta

15 Followers

Abstract

Embracing Unity

In a world ablaze with colors divine, Hope blooms anew, like flowers in line. In a world ablaze with colors divine, Hope blooms anew, like flowers in line.

1 min read

Abstract

Alka Ranjan

3 Followers

Abstract

Home: Lost In Bricks And ...

But in reality, they are just caged birds with a meaningless existence. But in reality, they are just caged birds with a meaningless existence.

1 min read

Abstract

Debkanya Banerjee

3 Followers

Abstract

Memory Lane

Within Memory Lane's fluid weave, Where dreams blend and sway, I wander upon ethereal strands, craft... Within Memory Lane's fluid weave, Where dreams blend and sway, I wander upon eth...

1 min read

Abstract

Urja Dave

4 Followers

Abstract

A Tranquil Remembrance

A tormenting endearment in her heart A tormenting endearment in her heart

1 min read

Abstract

angel karthika

1 Followers

Abstract

A Poem on Poetry

A poem on poetry, how meta is that? A poem on poetry, how meta is that?

1 min read

Abstract

Hanishree Vichare

39 Followers

Abstract

Embraced

Stayin' all nights, no; losin' control over the things ever damned... Tryna skippin' conversation... Stayin' all nights, no; losin' control over the things ever damned... Tryna s...

1 min read

Abstract

Priya Srivastava

19 Followers

Abstract

Unveiling My Soul

I look within and see a world, A place where thoughts and feelings swirl. I look within and see a world, A place where thoughts and feelings swirl.

1 min read

Abstract

Laxmi Natraj

81 Followers

Abstract

strange ways

God’s ways are strange, and stranger God’s ways are strange, and stranger

1 min read

Abstract

niharika prasad

5 Followers

Abstract

Just what I Am

Among the crowded buildings, I search for a patch of green, Separating dusky horizons; I watch th... Among the crowded buildings, I search for a patch of green, Separating dusky ...

1 min read

Abstract

Manu Devassia

39 Followers

Abstract

Nostalgia

As memories of yesteryears caressed the heart. As memories of yesteryears caressed the heart.

1 min read

Abstract

Sampurna Samanta

15 Followers

Abstract

Whispers of Eternity

In whispers of love, the roses unfurl, Their petals caressed by the moonlight's pearl. In whispers of love, the roses unfurl, Their petals caressed by the moonlight...

1 min read

Abstract

Jiten Biswal

72 Followers

Abstract

What Flowers Do Gods Want...

The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it. The poem shows that it takes time to make art and not even a second to break it.

4 mins read

Abstract