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Poetry Break: Dr. Archan Mehta

By: Dr. Archan Mehta

 

 

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Poem # 1: Question and Answer Session

 

If you were to ask me:

How’s life?

What are you doing?

Where are you going?

I would have to reply:

I don’t know.

But I am happily

Drowning in beer on the rocks

And busy tripping

Over my feet.

If you were to ask me:

What do you do for a living?

I would have to reply:

I am a full-time dreamer.

If you were to ask me:

How do you pay your bills?

I would have to reply:

I pay my bills based on faith alone.

If you were to ask me:

Who looks after you

In sickness and in health?

I would have to reply:

Why, the good and dear Lord

Handles the details of my life.

If you were to ask me:

How do you move around town?

I would have to reply:

Why, I walk.

If you were to ask me:

Do you have any friends?

I would have to reply:

Why, we live in a friendly universe.

If you were to ask me:

How do you spend time?

I would have to reply:

I rely on my intuition

And play it by ear.

If you were to ask me:

Are you single or married?

I would have to reply:

I am single

But married to creativity.

 

 

 

Poem #2: Hip at 50

 

I’m just hitting

My stride at 50.

I don’t know what

Else to do

But you keep doubting

My intentions

So I’ll send you to the zoo.

The zoo is where

They keep animals

Animals considered too old

For the jungle

But I’d sooner

Fade away then

Be caged

Because at 50, I’ve

Just started to

Hit my stride.

I’ve started to

Swing my hips

And chase women

Half my age

There’s no stopping

This old man

Who has passed

The time with grace.

The critics say I’m

Tone deaf

And technologically challenged

Thumbs down to any of them.

What do they know

Of my young heart

That’s mad for dancing?

Dancing away the years

Too hard to recall.

You may say I’m

A geezer

Old in the tooth

And all that fun stuff

But I’m headed for

The bar and field

Where the action’s at.

I’m not going to waste

My valuable time

Among people who think

It’s a shame

I’m young at heart

And that’s all that matters

Don’t want to play

The blame game.

 

 

Poem #3: Real Wealth

 

Kartik:

You said you wanted

Gold, silver, diamonds,

Cars, bungalows and more.

I said:

Look no further—

Just look within.

You laughed in my face.

You refused to believe me

And thought I was crazy.

Who believes that mumbo jumbo anyway?

After all,

We live in a

Materialistic world.

We need to own

And possess and hoard

To be happy.

We need to play

Games of one upmanship

With our relatives and neighbors..

We need to show

The world how

Good we are.

And good means success.

Kartik:

“Renounce and enjoy”

Said Mahatma Gandhi.

Oh, I don’t

Buy that, you replied.

And then we

Spotted a man

Wearing tears and tatters.

He said he

Begged for alms

Because that was

The Lord’s divine plan

And he left us wondering

Because the smile on

His face was genuine and authentic

And his laughter

Echoed through the night

Like stars

Shining brightly

In the night sky.

 

 

Poem #4: The Secret

 

There is a part

Of us

That is still

And silent

And wisdom dwells

Inside

It is open and transparent

And there is nothing

Left to hide.

In that silent

Space

Lies the solution

That afflicts the

Entire human race.

In our race for

Survival

And buying consumer

Goods and services

And comparing ourselves

With others

And chasing blind ambition

We have lost sight

Of the one thing

That really matters

And brings peace of mind

Enables us momentarily

To escape from

The daily grind.

In our mad rush

To achieve and spend

We are moving fast

To the bitter end.

In the meantime,

The secret to life

Sits silently inside,

Alone

And waits for us

To unlock the key

To our true being

And becoming

Our true potential.

We blindly travel

Outside to find solutions

When all the while

What we really

Need to do

Is close the door

Get comfortable

Switch off the lights

And focus on breathing.

And the secrets

Of the universe

Will be revealed.

And nobody can steal

Away

This golden nugget

Of wisdom.

 

Bio: Dr. Archan Mehta

Poetry Break: Dr. Archan Mehta marilyn l davis two drops of ink

Archan Mehta has earned a Ph.D. in Management. Currently, Dr. Mehta is a Consultant and Writer based in India who trains clients in Stress Management through the ancient practice of meditation.

Dr. Mehta’s articles and case studies have been featured in HR Future. HR Future is a leading HR magazine based in South Africa, sourced by prestigious ivy league schools in America (USA) like Harvard and Princeton. 

In 1990, Dr. Mehta won a national award for a short story in Onlooker Magazine based in Bombay (Mumbai), Maharasthra, India. The Judge was the late, great Khushwant Singh, India’s celebrated Journalist, Editor, Author, and Columnist.

Dr. Mehta’s works have appeared in numerous publications, such as American Poetry Anthology, Poets United to Advance the Arts, The Times of India, The Indian Express, Mid-Day, HR Future, Business Manager, India Today, Sportsweek, The Statesman, Ahmedabad Mirror, All India Management Association, People Matters and Society for Human Resource Management and Onlooker.

Dr. Mehta is a member of several professional organizations, such as Society for Human Resource Management, Indian Society for Training and Development, Academy of HRD, Rural Marketing Association of India, Ahmedabad Management Association, Human Resource Association of India, Society for Applied Behavioral Sciences, National HRD Network and All India Management Association.

In his free time, Dr. Mehta likes to stroll outdoors, listen to music, party with close friends, and read. 

Please feel free to reach out to the poet at archanm@hotmail.com or through LinkedIn. 

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