Dr. Deepak Dev
@drdeepakdev.bsky.social
Published poet by chance 😝, IT geek by choice 💻 finding beauty in the journey, joy in the little things, and meaning in every voice. https://linktr.ee/drdeepakdev
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CERTIFIED SILENCE
Inspired by Dr. Purnima’s #ansuna_ankaha When women are endlessly certified, audited and corrected, perhaps it is society that needs examination. Tradition without scrutiny is not culture, it is habit.
#poetryasresistance #societyinquestion #culturalcritique #poetrycommunity
Inspired by Dr. Purnima’s #ansuna_ankaha When women are endlessly certified, audited and corrected, perhaps it is society that needs examination. Tradition without scrutiny is not culture, it is habit.
#poetryasresistance #societyinquestion #culturalcritique #poetrycommunity
January 21, 2026 at 11:31 AM
CERTIFIED SILENCE
Inspired by Dr. Purnima’s #ansuna_ankaha When women are endlessly certified, audited and corrected, perhaps it is society that needs examination. Tradition without scrutiny is not culture, it is habit.
#poetryasresistance #societyinquestion #culturalcritique #poetrycommunity
Inspired by Dr. Purnima’s #ansuna_ankaha When women are endlessly certified, audited and corrected, perhaps it is society that needs examination. Tradition without scrutiny is not culture, it is habit.
#poetryasresistance #societyinquestion #culturalcritique #poetrycommunity
THE LANGUAGE OF ARRIVAL
— notes from a redrawn map
The modern #invader no longer arrives with banners.
It comes as agreement, as algorithm, as necessity—
rebranding occupation as order
and erasure as progress.
— notes from a redrawn map
The modern #invader no longer arrives with banners.
It comes as agreement, as algorithm, as necessity—
rebranding occupation as order
and erasure as progress.
January 21, 2026 at 9:54 AM
THE LANGUAGE OF ARRIVAL
— notes from a redrawn map
The modern #invader no longer arrives with banners.
It comes as agreement, as algorithm, as necessity—
rebranding occupation as order
and erasure as progress.
— notes from a redrawn map
The modern #invader no longer arrives with banners.
It comes as agreement, as algorithm, as necessity—
rebranding occupation as order
and erasure as progress.
THE VIRTUE OF HASTE
— on why speed so often pretends to be ethics
Urgency often borrows the language of morality.
But ethics was never designed for sprinting.
Depth outlasts speed.
Not all that arrives quickly arrives justly.
#TheVirtueOfHaste #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
— on why speed so often pretends to be ethics
Urgency often borrows the language of morality.
But ethics was never designed for sprinting.
Depth outlasts speed.
Not all that arrives quickly arrives justly.
#TheVirtueOfHaste #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
January 21, 2026 at 9:50 AM
THE VIRTUE OF HASTE
— on why speed so often pretends to be ethics
Urgency often borrows the language of morality.
But ethics was never designed for sprinting.
Depth outlasts speed.
Not all that arrives quickly arrives justly.
#TheVirtueOfHaste #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
— on why speed so often pretends to be ethics
Urgency often borrows the language of morality.
But ethics was never designed for sprinting.
Depth outlasts speed.
Not all that arrives quickly arrives justly.
#TheVirtueOfHaste #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
COLD, RETURNING
—a climatology of the self
Cold as habit, not weather.
Restraint rehearsed until it feels like character.
Nothing melts. That’s the discipline.
@wordsofpoet0 #theslowburnclub #slowburnpoetry #experimentalpoetry #mirrorpoetry #palindromepoetry
—a climatology of the self
Cold as habit, not weather.
Restraint rehearsed until it feels like character.
Nothing melts. That’s the discipline.
@wordsofpoet0 #theslowburnclub #slowburnpoetry #experimentalpoetry #mirrorpoetry #palindromepoetry
January 20, 2026 at 5:47 PM
COLD, RETURNING
—a climatology of the self
Cold as habit, not weather.
Restraint rehearsed until it feels like character.
Nothing melts. That’s the discipline.
@wordsofpoet0 #theslowburnclub #slowburnpoetry #experimentalpoetry #mirrorpoetry #palindromepoetry
—a climatology of the self
Cold as habit, not weather.
Restraint rehearsed until it feels like character.
Nothing melts. That’s the discipline.
@wordsofpoet0 #theslowburnclub #slowburnpoetry #experimentalpoetry #mirrorpoetry #palindromepoetry
THE GRAVITY OF RETURN
— motion that remembers its centre
Not all departures escape.
Some remain in #orbit—
drawn by an unseen allegiance,
circling what once mattered.
— motion that remembers its centre
Not all departures escape.
Some remain in #orbit—
drawn by an unseen allegiance,
circling what once mattered.
January 20, 2026 at 1:52 PM
THE GRAVITY OF RETURN
— motion that remembers its centre
Not all departures escape.
Some remain in #orbit—
drawn by an unseen allegiance,
circling what once mattered.
— motion that remembers its centre
Not all departures escape.
Some remain in #orbit—
drawn by an unseen allegiance,
circling what once mattered.
MY MOTHER, WHO WAS SKY
— on inheritance, belated knowledge and the ethics of love
Some loves feel like air—
so constant we mistake them for absence.
Grief teaches us, too late,
what had been carrying us all along.
#MyMotherWhoWasSky #elegy #lossandlove #inheritanceofcare #poetrycommunity
— on inheritance, belated knowledge and the ethics of love
Some loves feel like air—
so constant we mistake them for absence.
Grief teaches us, too late,
what had been carrying us all along.
#MyMotherWhoWasSky #elegy #lossandlove #inheritanceofcare #poetrycommunity
January 20, 2026 at 8:25 AM
MY MOTHER, WHO WAS SKY
— on inheritance, belated knowledge and the ethics of love
Some loves feel like air—
so constant we mistake them for absence.
Grief teaches us, too late,
what had been carrying us all along.
#MyMotherWhoWasSky #elegy #lossandlove #inheritanceofcare #poetrycommunity
— on inheritance, belated knowledge and the ethics of love
Some loves feel like air—
so constant we mistake them for absence.
Grief teaches us, too late,
what had been carrying us all along.
#MyMotherWhoWasSky #elegy #lossandlove #inheritanceofcare #poetrycommunity
ARCHIVE OF DUSKS
— a violin tuned to grief
I’ve cried so many sunsets…
that evening now arrives rehearsed,
burning gently, like music played
by a woman who learned sorrow before sound.
#24hrbybt @poetrysupportbybt
— a violin tuned to grief
I’ve cried so many sunsets…
that evening now arrives rehearsed,
burning gently, like music played
by a woman who learned sorrow before sound.
#24hrbybt @poetrysupportbybt
January 20, 2026 at 5:27 AM
ARCHIVE OF DUSKS
— a violin tuned to grief
I’ve cried so many sunsets…
that evening now arrives rehearsed,
burning gently, like music played
by a woman who learned sorrow before sound.
#24hrbybt @poetrysupportbybt
— a violin tuned to grief
I’ve cried so many sunsets…
that evening now arrives rehearsed,
burning gently, like music played
by a woman who learned sorrow before sound.
#24hrbybt @poetrysupportbybt
EMBERWALKER
— a woman rehearsing fire in a world that forgot how to kneel
She does not enter the forest—
the forest remembers her first.
Light clings to her dress
as if afraid of being abandoned again.
Butterflies mistake her stillness for sanctuary,
sparks mistake her breath for permission.
— a woman rehearsing fire in a world that forgot how to kneel
She does not enter the forest—
the forest remembers her first.
Light clings to her dress
as if afraid of being abandoned again.
Butterflies mistake her stillness for sanctuary,
sparks mistake her breath for permission.
January 20, 2026 at 5:18 AM
EMBERWALKER
— a woman rehearsing fire in a world that forgot how to kneel
She does not enter the forest—
the forest remembers her first.
Light clings to her dress
as if afraid of being abandoned again.
Butterflies mistake her stillness for sanctuary,
sparks mistake her breath for permission.
— a woman rehearsing fire in a world that forgot how to kneel
She does not enter the forest—
the forest remembers her first.
Light clings to her dress
as if afraid of being abandoned again.
Butterflies mistake her stillness for sanctuary,
sparks mistake her breath for permission.
HELIOTROPIC CIVILITY
— how brightness learns restraint
#Sunflowers do not chase the sun;
they practice allegiance.
Each dawn is a referendum of light,
each stem a patient constitution.
They turn without shouting,
consent without spectacle.
— how brightness learns restraint
#Sunflowers do not chase the sun;
they practice allegiance.
Each dawn is a referendum of light,
each stem a patient constitution.
They turn without shouting,
consent without spectacle.
January 20, 2026 at 5:04 AM
HELIOTROPIC CIVILITY
— how brightness learns restraint
#Sunflowers do not chase the sun;
they practice allegiance.
Each dawn is a referendum of light,
each stem a patient constitution.
They turn without shouting,
consent without spectacle.
— how brightness learns restraint
#Sunflowers do not chase the sun;
they practice allegiance.
Each dawn is a referendum of light,
each stem a patient constitution.
They turn without shouting,
consent without spectacle.
TWO CLIMATES, FOUR SEASONS
— a study in how time educates affection
Not all love arrives the same way.
Some teaches patience,
some teaches truth.
Time does not ask us to choose between them,
only to learn what each season was meant to reveal.
#experimentalpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers
— a study in how time educates affection
Not all love arrives the same way.
Some teaches patience,
some teaches truth.
Time does not ask us to choose between them,
only to learn what each season was meant to reveal.
#experimentalpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers
January 20, 2026 at 4:47 AM
TWO CLIMATES, FOUR SEASONS
— a study in how time educates affection
Not all love arrives the same way.
Some teaches patience,
some teaches truth.
Time does not ask us to choose between them,
only to learn what each season was meant to reveal.
#experimentalpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers
— a study in how time educates affection
Not all love arrives the same way.
Some teaches patience,
some teaches truth.
Time does not ask us to choose between them,
only to learn what each season was meant to reveal.
#experimentalpoetry #poetrycommunity #poetrylovers
THE NORMALITY OF POWER
— on how authority learns to go unnoticed
Power survives best
when it becomes routine.
Freedom begins
the moment we notice
what was designed to feel natural.
The most persuasive power is the one we stop noticing.
#poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
— on how authority learns to go unnoticed
Power survives best
when it becomes routine.
Freedom begins
the moment we notice
what was designed to feel natural.
The most persuasive power is the one we stop noticing.
#poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
January 20, 2026 at 3:50 AM
THE NORMALITY OF POWER
— on how authority learns to go unnoticed
Power survives best
when it becomes routine.
Freedom begins
the moment we notice
what was designed to feel natural.
The most persuasive power is the one we stop noticing.
#poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
— on how authority learns to go unnoticed
Power survives best
when it becomes routine.
Freedom begins
the moment we notice
what was designed to feel natural.
The most persuasive power is the one we stop noticing.
#poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
SOVEREIGN BREATH
— where liberty learns my name
#Freedom
schools me
in deliberate unlearning,
I choose restraint over echo,
daily
@elfchenlovers #elfchen #elfchenfamily
— where liberty learns my name
#Freedom
schools me
in deliberate unlearning,
I choose restraint over echo,
daily
@elfchenlovers #elfchen #elfchenfamily
January 19, 2026 at 8:04 PM
SOVEREIGN BREATH
— where liberty learns my name
#Freedom
schools me
in deliberate unlearning,
I choose restraint over echo,
daily
@elfchenlovers #elfchen #elfchenfamily
— where liberty learns my name
#Freedom
schools me
in deliberate unlearning,
I choose restraint over echo,
daily
@elfchenlovers #elfchen #elfchenfamily
ORBIT OF EXPLANATION
— a closed system of meaning
Not every system progresses.
Some revolve.
Language widening into certainty.
Principle softening at the center.
Between repetition and pause, truth thins.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetrychallenge
— a closed system of meaning
Not every system progresses.
Some revolve.
Language widening into certainty.
Principle softening at the center.
Between repetition and pause, truth thins.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetrychallenge
January 19, 2026 at 7:39 PM
ORBIT OF EXPLANATION
— a closed system of meaning
Not every system progresses.
Some revolve.
Language widening into certainty.
Principle softening at the center.
Between repetition and pause, truth thins.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetrychallenge
— a closed system of meaning
Not every system progresses.
Some revolve.
Language widening into certainty.
Principle softening at the center.
Between repetition and pause, truth thins.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry #poetrychallenge
THE PHYSICS OF BENDING
— an experiment in choosing without guarantees
Not every choice is decisive.
Some are calibrations.
Balance learning how much to yield.
Force discovering when to pause.
Between them, integrity survives.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry
— an experiment in choosing without guarantees
Not every choice is decisive.
Some are calibrations.
Balance learning how much to yield.
Force discovering when to pause.
Between them, integrity survives.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry
January 19, 2026 at 6:59 PM
THE PHYSICS OF BENDING
— an experiment in choosing without guarantees
Not every choice is decisive.
Some are calibrations.
Balance learning how much to yield.
Force discovering when to pause.
Between them, integrity survives.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry
— an experiment in choosing without guarantees
Not every choice is decisive.
Some are calibrations.
Balance learning how much to yield.
Force discovering when to pause.
Between them, integrity survives.
#writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrychallenge #poetrycommunity #poetry
THE WORK THAT HOLDS
—where making refuses possession
Not every creation seeks completion.
Some forms endure through pause,
through tension eased rather than tightened,
through hands that learn how to hold without owning.
@writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrycommunity #poetrychallenge #pictureprompt
—where making refuses possession
Not every creation seeks completion.
Some forms endure through pause,
through tension eased rather than tightened,
through hands that learn how to hold without owning.
@writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrycommunity #poetrychallenge #pictureprompt
January 19, 2026 at 6:25 PM
THE WORK THAT HOLDS
—where making refuses possession
Not every creation seeks completion.
Some forms endure through pause,
through tension eased rather than tightened,
through hands that learn how to hold without owning.
@writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrycommunity #poetrychallenge #pictureprompt
—where making refuses possession
Not every creation seeks completion.
Some forms endure through pause,
through tension eased rather than tightened,
through hands that learn how to hold without owning.
@writers_community._ #wc_nf #poetrycommunity #poetrychallenge #pictureprompt
PRIVATE WEATHER
— sorrow without checkpoints
Across seasons, diagnoses and polite conversations, I quietly ache—
a migratory grief crossing borders the body pretends do not exist,
yet governs breath, posture and memory itself.
— sorrow without checkpoints
Across seasons, diagnoses and polite conversations, I quietly ache—
a migratory grief crossing borders the body pretends do not exist,
yet governs breath, posture and memory itself.
January 19, 2026 at 5:41 PM
PRIVATE WEATHER
— sorrow without checkpoints
Across seasons, diagnoses and polite conversations, I quietly ache—
a migratory grief crossing borders the body pretends do not exist,
yet governs breath, posture and memory itself.
— sorrow without checkpoints
Across seasons, diagnoses and polite conversations, I quietly ache—
a migratory grief crossing borders the body pretends do not exist,
yet governs breath, posture and memory itself.
THE DISCIPLINE OF DISTANCE
— seeing without touching
I learned early that a #telescope does not shorten distance;
it teaches patience.
What it reveals cannot be reached,
only regarded—
— seeing without touching
I learned early that a #telescope does not shorten distance;
it teaches patience.
What it reveals cannot be reached,
only regarded—
January 19, 2026 at 1:10 PM
THE DISCIPLINE OF DISTANCE
— seeing without touching
I learned early that a #telescope does not shorten distance;
it teaches patience.
What it reveals cannot be reached,
only regarded—
— seeing without touching
I learned early that a #telescope does not shorten distance;
it teaches patience.
What it reveals cannot be reached,
only regarded—
THE COMFORT OF CONCLUSIONS
Certainty offers rest.
Truth demands weathering.
This poem stays close to questions
long enough to feel their heat.
Some minds live in answers. Others camp near questions.
#thecomfortofconclusions #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
Certainty offers rest.
Truth demands weathering.
This poem stays close to questions
long enough to feel their heat.
Some minds live in answers. Others camp near questions.
#thecomfortofconclusions #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
January 19, 2026 at 8:50 AM
THE COMFORT OF CONCLUSIONS
Certainty offers rest.
Truth demands weathering.
This poem stays close to questions
long enough to feel their heat.
Some minds live in answers. Others camp near questions.
#thecomfortofconclusions #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
Certainty offers rest.
Truth demands weathering.
This poem stays close to questions
long enough to feel their heat.
Some minds live in answers. Others camp near questions.
#thecomfortofconclusions #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
THE UNSPECTACLED VOW
—on loyalties that survive absence
My #devotion is not sworn aloud.
It is practiced, not performed.
I remain faithful to what does not recompense me,
to unlucrative disciplines that outlive applause.
—on loyalties that survive absence
My #devotion is not sworn aloud.
It is practiced, not performed.
I remain faithful to what does not recompense me,
to unlucrative disciplines that outlive applause.
January 18, 2026 at 5:37 PM
THE UNSPECTACLED VOW
—on loyalties that survive absence
My #devotion is not sworn aloud.
It is practiced, not performed.
I remain faithful to what does not recompense me,
to unlucrative disciplines that outlive applause.
—on loyalties that survive absence
My #devotion is not sworn aloud.
It is practiced, not performed.
I remain faithful to what does not recompense me,
to unlucrative disciplines that outlive applause.
IRREVERSAL
—when exit becomes ethic
I departed by annihilating contingency, not from malice but precision.
This was burning boats and bridges at both ends, as doctrine.
Love, prolonged past truth, curdles into ritual endurance.
—when exit becomes ethic
I departed by annihilating contingency, not from malice but precision.
This was burning boats and bridges at both ends, as doctrine.
Love, prolonged past truth, curdles into ritual endurance.
January 18, 2026 at 5:35 PM
IRREVERSAL
—when exit becomes ethic
I departed by annihilating contingency, not from malice but precision.
This was burning boats and bridges at both ends, as doctrine.
Love, prolonged past truth, curdles into ritual endurance.
—when exit becomes ethic
I departed by annihilating contingency, not from malice but precision.
This was burning boats and bridges at both ends, as doctrine.
Love, prolonged past truth, curdles into ritual endurance.
THE PAUSE BETWEEN CITIES
— when proximity becomes prophecy
They stand close enough for breath to revise its own intention.
The skyline withholds its glow, undecided where allegiance belongs.
— when proximity becomes prophecy
They stand close enough for breath to revise its own intention.
The skyline withholds its glow, undecided where allegiance belongs.
January 18, 2026 at 12:51 PM
THE PAUSE BETWEEN CITIES
— when proximity becomes prophecy
They stand close enough for breath to revise its own intention.
The skyline withholds its glow, undecided where allegiance belongs.
— when proximity becomes prophecy
They stand close enough for breath to revise its own intention.
The skyline withholds its glow, undecided where allegiance belongs.
THE ILLUSION OF HASTE
— speed as a substitute for thought
Not all motion signifies intent. Some acquires #velocity—
ardent, eloquent and heedless—
confusing acceleration with agency.
— speed as a substitute for thought
Not all motion signifies intent. Some acquires #velocity—
ardent, eloquent and heedless—
confusing acceleration with agency.
January 18, 2026 at 12:25 PM
THE ILLUSION OF HASTE
— speed as a substitute for thought
Not all motion signifies intent. Some acquires #velocity—
ardent, eloquent and heedless—
confusing acceleration with agency.
— speed as a substitute for thought
Not all motion signifies intent. Some acquires #velocity—
ardent, eloquent and heedless—
confusing acceleration with agency.
CITRUS INCANDESCENCE
What persuades the tongue may already be negotiating consequence. Sitting with tangerine tinderbox as warning, not indulgence—where restraint tightens and joy learns how quickly it can ignite.
#subwaysundae26 @softservepsycho @kaylaandthemoon #poetrycommunity
What persuades the tongue may already be negotiating consequence. Sitting with tangerine tinderbox as warning, not indulgence—where restraint tightens and joy learns how quickly it can ignite.
#subwaysundae26 @softservepsycho @kaylaandthemoon #poetrycommunity
January 18, 2026 at 11:23 AM
CITRUS INCANDESCENCE
What persuades the tongue may already be negotiating consequence. Sitting with tangerine tinderbox as warning, not indulgence—where restraint tightens and joy learns how quickly it can ignite.
#subwaysundae26 @softservepsycho @kaylaandthemoon #poetrycommunity
What persuades the tongue may already be negotiating consequence. Sitting with tangerine tinderbox as warning, not indulgence—where restraint tightens and joy learns how quickly it can ignite.
#subwaysundae26 @softservepsycho @kaylaandthemoon #poetrycommunity
ETHICAL RESTRAINT
— on choosing less with intention
Restraint is not silence.
It is judgement.
The discipline of knowing
what not to add—
and why meaning depends on it.
#ethicalrestraint #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
— on choosing less with intention
Restraint is not silence.
It is judgement.
The discipline of knowing
what not to add—
and why meaning depends on it.
#ethicalrestraint #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
January 18, 2026 at 9:20 AM
ETHICAL RESTRAINT
— on choosing less with intention
Restraint is not silence.
It is judgement.
The discipline of knowing
what not to add—
and why meaning depends on it.
#ethicalrestraint #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting
— on choosing less with intention
Restraint is not silence.
It is judgement.
The discipline of knowing
what not to add—
and why meaning depends on it.
#ethicalrestraint #poetryasthought #poetrycommunity #creativewriting