Urmi Rumi Poems

Is is true though?

Don't waste food

My two poems on Gautam Buddha, written during trips to Himalayas.. the abode of Buddha. The Sandakphu trek offers views from the summit that show the Himalayan range as if it's Sleping Buddha.. hence the motivation behind Buddha Soye Hain (the Buddha sleeps). For the next one, Buddha Khade They: was during a trip to Bhutan. There were stories engraved and painted on how Buddha graduated from normal householder to a Bodhisattva and other legends that explained his journey.. it was profound, and needed powerful words that had specific meanings. Hence this one. Have I ranted too much?

Love, but beyond the 'Make yours' attitude.. something more liberating and amazing

Love, in the purest form. Dedicated to all mothers who have daughters...

An ode to life.. be kind and be lovable, dear life!

The heart has its own mind.. may the heart be what it hasn't been yet..!

You are a stranger, but not quite...

I'm ok! Why should there be a pressure to be good or fine or anything at any point of time? I am what I am.

You are everything you need. You are enough. You are fierce. Love yourself.

When you are in a toxic coexistence, it's better to let them go or let them be. I release all toxicity, for myself.

A poem written for a daughter by a mom who misses her... Purest possible love..

You are lonely in love. You are distanced due to some reason. But you are happy because they are managing fine. With you. Or without.

Loving from afar is addictive.

Prophecy of a dark girl born in traditional India - which expects different things from girls.

Love gets you all kinds of fancy ways to express .. but I am a person of limited talent and all I can say is the honest feeling which you made me feel loved in.

When you love someone, you love them all inclusive. Sometimes it becomes a task making them understand what you go through in the process of loving them.

Cant put a finger on when your special moment really happened, right? Our brains can feel a moment pass and what it holds and that is amazing. Just like love.

In life we meet so many people who are too full of themselves, to the extent that they insult and hurt.. little do they realise that pride goes before a fall. Life is a lesson, why fall on your face trying to outsmart it?

We as parents want to control a child to an extent that she loses her childhood to sensibilities of an adult. This is not love. This is a crime...

The 3 Nons: Non Violence, Non Possessiveness and Non Absolutism are the core concepts of a happy and peaceful life. One does not have to make major changes in lifestyle, one small step towards kindness and mindfulness is all it needs!

Home is where the heart is. Home is a place that's full of love. Home is also a person... Missing my home too much!

We all have one, but the most precious is the one we get from a special someone! How does it feel when they name you something?

Mother's is the purest love. And I miss her so. We live in different cities and now with the situation, it feels the distance is even more... Miss my mom. Miss my soulmate.

When in love, you lose them for a while and then they are back. If they aren't back, they were never supposed to be yours. Letting go isn't a loss, if they aren't back, it is.

Poetry is emotion poured into words. A poet does not need to know the cause, the event or the outcome of the event personally to be able to write poetry on it. A feeling is enough. Celebrity lives are complex, and their deaths are even more drastic. A poem on the sad demise of this popular Indian actor and a charming, wise soul. RIP Sushant.

Yes they do. Our creator made Human, not black or brown or white beings. Respect that. We are ONE. All lives matter. And right now, Black ones do a little more.

When someone talks about love, the first and the purest love is that of a mother.. human or animal, mother's love is beyond form.. In light of the recent events of animal cruelty, this thought came to the fore... Hope the demise of an elephant mother and her unborn child due to human negligence can force us to look again .. what are we doing.. why are we sabotaging LOVE?

Love, like Covid also needs constant effort to manage.. this one's for using the time at hand for better changes.. love or life, concepts remain the same!

When two people where were in love once meet again, by accident.. what goes on.. how do they face each other?

The fullness in the heart... Emptiness around you. Being misfit together but still in love

Another flavour of love.. feeling controlled or controlling.. asking the difficult questions.. being questioned.. communicating.. Poetry, with love.

Seeing, watching and looking : the way love expresses itself...

A poem in Hindi.. about a loved one just hearing, not listening.