Haiku – Ho’oponopono

I cut the sand bag,

Down from my hot air balloon,

To the skies I go.


This haiku was inspired by the life-skills class of my new school. Online, of course. We were practicing an ancient Hawaiian meditation technique – ho’oponopono. It was all about unburdening ourselves of negative emotions. This idea came to me in that moment.


~Aarushi Aiyar


I wrote this poem for a script with some friends of mine. Enjoy!


Birds born in cages think freedom is a crime,

Caged is the heart in the throat of the mime,

For freedom comes naturally to the human mind,

Enslaved in the shadows of our ignorance,

And blinded by the light of emotions so bright,

Shackled by the chain of memories in our heart,

And bound by the acceptance of an outside society,

For freedom doesn’t cost just a single penny,

A hundred lives, a hundred hours, a hundred souls laid to rest

So let the chains go, and set the mind free,

And if you want to fly, give up everything that weighs you down.

And still will they talk about their freedom,

Forever blind to the truth of the prison,

As a puppet with its strings tied, dancing to the tune of the world,

So follow that harmony, or follow your soul,

For you are your master, and you will make your destiny alone.

~Aarushi Aiyar

Haiku – 9 PM Candles in India

For those of you who don’t know, on the 5th of April, 2020, our PM asked for all of us to switch off our lights at 9 PM for 9 minutes, and stand on our balconies with candles lit – as a symbol for lighting the darkness. I wrote this haiku as I stood by the candle.

Blinking Mumbai lights,

Glow of a thousand candles,

People filled with hope.

Thank you all for reading! Tell me what you thought. Have a great day; stay home, stay safe. Much love.

~Aarushi Aiyar

Haiku – 23 March

Volcano erupts,

Down comes magma from the skies,

Watch the cotton grow.

This is a haiku I wrote a little over 3 weeks ago. It’s going up today because it was written in honour of my best friend’s birthday. When this goes up, it will be 12 AM on the 23rd of March, Indian Time.

There is a special meaning only she will get but I think it can be read even otherwise. It still makes sense and there are several ways you can interpret this.

Happy birthday Saumya! I hope you like the haiku.

~ Aarushi

The Hawk

Beautiful birds soared high in a blue sky,

Without a care in the world as they drifted on the breeze,

And then came the hawk.


So, this is just a new style of writing that I tried out. It’s free verse and it’s very abstract. I’d love to hear what you all think about it!


~Aarushi Aiyar

Tides of Hope

Like a word lost in the waves,

Like a whisper far away,

Like a matchstick in a gloomy cave,

Like a tide of hope in the night’s unknown.


Merry Christmas everyone! So, this is not exactly Christmas themed, but I like to think of it as resembling winter. Imagine the cold, dark nights of winter, and the bright, warm lights of Christmas! Like everyone expressing their joy and overall happiness in the form of multi-coloured lights. It’s sort of a form of hope.


~Aarushi Aiyar

The Meaning of Life

The skies light up

With the glow of dawn

It’s time for a fresh start

Brought by a new morn


If you truly believe

In every dream you’ve ever had

You’ll find it’s not hard to achieve

Just bring yourself on the right track


Each and everybody

Has good qualities buried deep within

But if you judge a fish by it’s ability to climb a tree

It will live its whole life thinking it’s a failure


Maybe looking harder will solve your problems

But one thing is for sure

Sulking in the corner far away from civilisation

Isn’t the cure


So what is? You may ask

Well, finding the real solution to a problem is quite the task

You can cry, cringe and maybe even yell

But tantrums will only raise more hell


Be calm and composed in all that you do

Maybe you’ll find it’s not as hard as it looks to you

Not evil, not sin, not strife

But peace is the meaning of life

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