Never usually a fan of new year resolutions, I for a change persuaded myself to take upon one at the start of 2020. Having learnt lessons the hard way on many occasions, where usage of words either excessive or inapposite, have landed me in trouble, I decided to make a conscious effort to exercise brevity wherever possible and let my actions do the real talking. The profundity of Thomas Jefferson’s immortal quote – “The most valuable of all talents is that of never using two words when one will do” has been the cornerstone of my life this year, and I must say it has largely held me in good stead so far!
I haven’t taken a
New Year resolution
For several years
now
All those I took,
ended up in dissolution
I reneged on
every single one of them, I abashedly avow
This time around
though, it is quite clear
That I will have
to buck the trends
Due to what I
have gone through the last year
For my own peace,
I aim to make amends
As we break into
a fledgling decade so young
I will, looking
back, readily acknowledge
That, the problem
always lied with my tongue
So this shall be
my momentous pledge
That I shall talk
less and more less
I have had too
much trouble
Words have plainly
added to my stress
Now I pick my
pieces up from the rubble
It was construed
as flattering, whenever I praised
When I spoke with
sweet intonations, I was judged pretentious
People however
viewed hostility, when my voice slightly raised
As even facts, I
pointed out, turned out to be contentious
When I attempted
genuine criticism
I was chided for
being snarky
When I tried to sugar-coat,
donning the hat of pacifism
I was asked to
abandon the rot and talk turkey
I hardly managed
to instill
Much impression, managing
feeble attempts at humor
Neither did plain
Jane talk help, making me run-of-the-mill
Stuff, but I
nonetheless drank it all without a murmur
This year, I
resolve to mellow down my spoken word
Seek I shall, the
tempering help of many an experience
A tough task lays
ahead, and I hope to continue undeterred
As the theme of
my year will be breviloquence
I resolve to not
fall prey
To any ways,
shapes or forms of animadversions
Or unintended
bouts of lapsus linguae
Which cause me to
cast aspersions
Wherever
possible, a reverential nod shall suffice
As long it
achieves it’s communicational motto
Though it may
take people by surprise
Largely to silence,
in the coming twelve months, I will kowtow
I will largely
speak through smiles
And remonstrate
through tears
Abandoning my
animated reviles
While I shall express
only what are truly my arrears
Emotions will run
high in Twenty-Twenty
But my eloquence
I will not fritter
Verbal
statements, waiting to be spoken are aplenty
So neither will I
turn a quitter
I aim to eschew
admonishments courtesy free flowing verse
While against no
one I hold any malice
I hope to win the
world through words succinct yet terse
By spilling a few
nectar drops time to time from my golden chalice
On paper rather
than speech
Through poetry, my
pearls of wisdom I will reserve
For this medium
is more conducive for my outreach
To people, those who truly deserve
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