Two Dohas

Forget your happiness, buy everyone’s sorrow –

Human that is how, you will shape tomorrow.


In your eyes I see, the motion of oceans’ waves

And stillness of mist, hanging on watery graves.


Notes: Dohas are fairly common couplet form in Hindi and Urdu poetry.  Trying it out in English.  The form has 24 instants (or matras) in each line, with 13 instants in the first part and 11 instant in the second part.  I inserted a comma to delineate each part of the line.  Not sure how close this comes to a Hindi doha.

Money: Haikus and Tankas

Day 7 of NaPoWriMo 2015.  Today’s prompt/challenge was to “write about money! It could be about not having enough, having too much (a nice kind of problem to have), the smell, or feel, or sensory aspects of money. It could also just be a poem about how we decide what has value or worth.”

I did not get have much time to compose a longer piece, so ended up distilling variety of ideas into haikus and tankas related to money and economy.  I am hoping having written multiple haikus and tankas makes up for the first 2 days I missed for the NaPoWriMo 30-in-30 challenge!


(At Micro Level)

Objects purchase less
commodity - happiness,
Experience more.

Happiness rides a
curvilinear money
path, plateauing quick.

There's one currency
that's finite, constant, equal
and absolute - time.

In exchange for blood,
sweat, tears, passion, talent, get
beads, baubles, and bits.

(At Macro Level)
Invisible hand
benefits the elites. The
masses - not so much.

Markets are neither
rational nor efficient -
folly to think so.

Austerity: scheme
to swindle under the guise
of morality.

Just an abstraction -
not intrinsic but assigned
value to paper.

Cult of low taxes:
propped up by charlatans
and people it screws.

Cult of low taxes
conjures money from thin air
for death and mayhem.
But allocating for life -
now thats a moral hazard.

The Ayn Rand prince of
austerity benefits
from  welfare himself
but takes high road soon after,
pulling up success ladder.

Biden has it right
your budget's mirror of what's
really valued.

The tragedy of
commons is that everyone
wants to benefit
but not pay for it, chiefly
those who benefit the most.