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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THAWPOINT — where cold remembers fire
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
November 25, 2025 at 4:35 PM
THAWPOINT — where cold remembers fire
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
Some winters only melt for one kind of fire.
What glows in silence is often the truest light.
#prtanka25 @poeticreveries_ #poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
LUNAR TRACE — where beginnings borrow the dark
Becoming begins in fragments. Even the slightest curve of moonlight can move a life.
#stanzasociety @stanza_society @floralpears56 #poetrycommunity
Becoming begins in fragments. Even the slightest curve of moonlight can move a life.
#stanzasociety @stanza_society @floralpears56 #poetrycommunity
November 24, 2025 at 2:13 PM
LUNAR TRACE — where beginnings borrow the dark
Becoming begins in fragments. Even the slightest curve of moonlight can move a life.
#stanzasociety @stanza_society @floralpears56 #poetrycommunity
Becoming begins in fragments. Even the slightest curve of moonlight can move a life.
#stanzasociety @stanza_society @floralpears56 #poetrycommunity
WILT — on learning to outgrow what withers
Not everything that bends is broken.
Some endings simply return you to yourself.
@altpoetryprompts #visualprompt #writerscommunity #poetryprompt #poetrychallenge
Not everything that bends is broken.
Some endings simply return you to yourself.
@altpoetryprompts #visualprompt #writerscommunity #poetryprompt #poetrychallenge
November 22, 2025 at 2:58 PM
WILT — on learning to outgrow what withers
Not everything that bends is broken.
Some endings simply return you to yourself.
@altpoetryprompts #visualprompt #writerscommunity #poetryprompt #poetrychallenge
Not everything that bends is broken.
Some endings simply return you to yourself.
@altpoetryprompts #visualprompt #writerscommunity #poetryprompt #poetrychallenge
BENEATH THE BLUE VEIL — where silence remembers
When the night turns sentient and the silence grows teeth,
some truths finally breathe.
Not for daylight.
Not for witnesses.
Only for the dark that knows how to keep a secret.
@authoravipattnaik @gatheringpoets #poetry #visualpoetry #poemwriting
When the night turns sentient and the silence grows teeth,
some truths finally breathe.
Not for daylight.
Not for witnesses.
Only for the dark that knows how to keep a secret.
@authoravipattnaik @gatheringpoets #poetry #visualpoetry #poemwriting
November 22, 2025 at 11:37 AM
BENEATH THE BLUE VEIL — where silence remembers
When the night turns sentient and the silence grows teeth,
some truths finally breathe.
Not for daylight.
Not for witnesses.
Only for the dark that knows how to keep a secret.
@authoravipattnaik @gatheringpoets #poetry #visualpoetry #poemwriting
When the night turns sentient and the silence grows teeth,
some truths finally breathe.
Not for daylight.
Not for witnesses.
Only for the dark that knows how to keep a secret.
@authoravipattnaik @gatheringpoets #poetry #visualpoetry #poemwriting
BREACHPOINT
Not every shutdown is failure
Not every reboot is repair
Some breaks arrive to protect the parts of us
that refuse compression, control, or correction
The mind knows when it’s being rewritten—
and when to rise
#galaxyinpoetryy_prompts #poetrycommunity #justatry🙈
Not every shutdown is failure
Not every reboot is repair
Some breaks arrive to protect the parts of us
that refuse compression, control, or correction
The mind knows when it’s being rewritten—
and when to rise
#galaxyinpoetryy_prompts #poetrycommunity #justatry🙈
November 22, 2025 at 10:39 AM
BREACHPOINT
Not every shutdown is failure
Not every reboot is repair
Some breaks arrive to protect the parts of us
that refuse compression, control, or correction
The mind knows when it’s being rewritten—
and when to rise
#galaxyinpoetryy_prompts #poetrycommunity #justatry🙈
Not every shutdown is failure
Not every reboot is repair
Some breaks arrive to protect the parts of us
that refuse compression, control, or correction
The mind knows when it’s being rewritten—
and when to rise
#galaxyinpoetryy_prompts #poetrycommunity #justatry🙈
FINGERPRINT THEORY — on the quiet mathematics of being Lost & Found
Some traces stay longer than the moment that made them.
My take on Lost & Found—
what slips away, what echoes,
and what returns as quiet light.
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers @laur_enough #wildwednesdayprompts #poetrycommunity
Some traces stay longer than the moment that made them.
My take on Lost & Found—
what slips away, what echoes,
and what returns as quiet light.
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers @laur_enough #wildwednesdayprompts #poetrycommunity
November 22, 2025 at 7:04 AM
FINGERPRINT THEORY — on the quiet mathematics of being Lost & Found
Some traces stay longer than the moment that made them.
My take on Lost & Found—
what slips away, what echoes,
and what returns as quiet light.
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers @laur_enough #wildwednesdayprompts #poetrycommunity
Some traces stay longer than the moment that made them.
My take on Lost & Found—
what slips away, what echoes,
and what returns as quiet light.
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers @laur_enough #wildwednesdayprompts #poetrycommunity
FRACTURED BRICKS — on the silence a childhood leaves behind
This house was a home once—its walls still keep the warmth of those who made it so. Memory lingers where breath once lived and the silence carries more truth than sound ever did
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers #poetrycommunity #cosmosofwriters
This house was a home once—its walls still keep the warmth of those who made it so. Memory lingers where breath once lived and the silence carries more truth than sound ever did
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers #poetrycommunity #cosmosofwriters
November 21, 2025 at 12:26 PM
FRACTURED BRICKS — on the silence a childhood leaves behind
This house was a home once—its walls still keep the warmth of those who made it so. Memory lingers where breath once lived and the silence carries more truth than sound ever did
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers #poetrycommunity #cosmosofwriters
This house was a home once—its walls still keep the warmth of those who made it so. Memory lingers where breath once lived and the silence carries more truth than sound ever did
@wild_ink_and_sunflowers #poetrycommunity #cosmosofwriters
THE SWAN THAT OUTLIVED THE WIND
I write because the year raced past and left me braver. The lake held its hush, the city its distance, and still the air hums with something like hope again. I no longer need applause—only the slow craft that outlasts weather and noise
@willowisobelwrites #justatry🙈
I write because the year raced past and left me braver. The lake held its hush, the city its distance, and still the air hums with something like hope again. I no longer need applause—only the slow craft that outlasts weather and noise
@willowisobelwrites #justatry🙈
November 21, 2025 at 11:29 AM
THE SWAN THAT OUTLIVED THE WIND
I write because the year raced past and left me braver. The lake held its hush, the city its distance, and still the air hums with something like hope again. I no longer need applause—only the slow craft that outlasts weather and noise
@willowisobelwrites #justatry🙈
I write because the year raced past and left me braver. The lake held its hush, the city its distance, and still the air hums with something like hope again. I no longer need applause—only the slow craft that outlasts weather and noise
@willowisobelwrites #justatry🙈
NOVEMBER,SOFT AGAIN — how light returns in unexpected forms
Some Novembers hurt
This one softened — offering warmth where I expected ruin, small mercies where I braced for cold
If you’ve ever needed a gentler November
this one is for you
@shield.of.armour #sofaprompts #novemberwriting #justatry🙈
Some Novembers hurt
This one softened — offering warmth where I expected ruin, small mercies where I braced for cold
If you’ve ever needed a gentler November
this one is for you
@shield.of.armour #sofaprompts #novemberwriting #justatry🙈
November 20, 2025 at 9:30 AM
NOVEMBER,SOFT AGAIN — how light returns in unexpected forms
Some Novembers hurt
This one softened — offering warmth where I expected ruin, small mercies where I braced for cold
If you’ve ever needed a gentler November
this one is for you
@shield.of.armour #sofaprompts #novemberwriting #justatry🙈
Some Novembers hurt
This one softened — offering warmth where I expected ruin, small mercies where I braced for cold
If you’ve ever needed a gentler November
this one is for you
@shield.of.armour #sofaprompts #novemberwriting #justatry🙈
UNTENDED EMBERS
A November piece shaped by memory, loneliness and the warmth we borrow from things that leave. Writing this felt like finding a small light in a month that keeps teaching me how to endure.
#imlaurengreenprompts #creativewriting #novemberprompts #justatry🙈
A November piece shaped by memory, loneliness and the warmth we borrow from things that leave. Writing this felt like finding a small light in a month that keeps teaching me how to endure.
#imlaurengreenprompts #creativewriting #novemberprompts #justatry🙈
November 17, 2025 at 8:34 PM
UNTENDED EMBERS
A November piece shaped by memory, loneliness and the warmth we borrow from things that leave. Writing this felt like finding a small light in a month that keeps teaching me how to endure.
#imlaurengreenprompts #creativewriting #novemberprompts #justatry🙈
A November piece shaped by memory, loneliness and the warmth we borrow from things that leave. Writing this felt like finding a small light in a month that keeps teaching me how to endure.
#imlaurengreenprompts #creativewriting #novemberprompts #justatry🙈
THE STILLNESS CURRENT — where the inner tide remembers
My sea of harmony isn’t silence—it’s a softening.
A moment where the waves don’t erase anything…
they just return me to myself.
@poeticillumination @edge_of_light_poetry #prompts #seaofharmonyprompt #newprompt #poetryprompt
My sea of harmony isn’t silence—it’s a softening.
A moment where the waves don’t erase anything…
they just return me to myself.
@poeticillumination @edge_of_light_poetry #prompts #seaofharmonyprompt #newprompt #poetryprompt
November 17, 2025 at 7:22 PM
THE STILLNESS CURRENT — where the inner tide remembers
My sea of harmony isn’t silence—it’s a softening.
A moment where the waves don’t erase anything…
they just return me to myself.
@poeticillumination @edge_of_light_poetry #prompts #seaofharmonyprompt #newprompt #poetryprompt
My sea of harmony isn’t silence—it’s a softening.
A moment where the waves don’t erase anything…
they just return me to myself.
@poeticillumination @edge_of_light_poetry #prompts #seaofharmonyprompt #newprompt #poetryprompt
SOLAR QUIETUDE — where the smallest brightness becomes enough to heal
Some words don’t chase attention—they bloom quietly in the places that saved us
My Dream of Sunshine: a reminder that healing is often a soft warmth that chooses to stay
#mirrorpoem #palindromepoetry #stanzasociety
Some words don’t chase attention—they bloom quietly in the places that saved us
My Dream of Sunshine: a reminder that healing is often a soft warmth that chooses to stay
#mirrorpoem #palindromepoetry #stanzasociety
November 17, 2025 at 10:32 AM
SOLAR QUIETUDE — where the smallest brightness becomes enough to heal
Some words don’t chase attention—they bloom quietly in the places that saved us
My Dream of Sunshine: a reminder that healing is often a soft warmth that chooses to stay
#mirrorpoem #palindromepoetry #stanzasociety
Some words don’t chase attention—they bloom quietly in the places that saved us
My Dream of Sunshine: a reminder that healing is often a soft warmth that chooses to stay
#mirrorpoem #palindromepoetry #stanzasociety
THE MARROW OF WINTER — where fragile light outlives the cold
Winter opens slowly—
through hush, through drift, through a quiet ember
that remembers before it burns.
@ramrockspeaks #ramspromptnov25
#promptchallenge #8wordchallenge #poetrycommunity
Winter opens slowly—
through hush, through drift, through a quiet ember
that remembers before it burns.
@ramrockspeaks #ramspromptnov25
#promptchallenge #8wordchallenge #poetrycommunity
November 17, 2025 at 9:56 AM
THE MARROW OF WINTER — where fragile light outlives the cold
Winter opens slowly—
through hush, through drift, through a quiet ember
that remembers before it burns.
@ramrockspeaks #ramspromptnov25
#promptchallenge #8wordchallenge #poetrycommunity
Winter opens slowly—
through hush, through drift, through a quiet ember
that remembers before it burns.
@ramrockspeaks #ramspromptnov25
#promptchallenge #8wordchallenge #poetrycommunity
CLOUD-LIT SILENCE — what tenderness keeps at the edge of dawn
A night that wasn’t love, yet felt like its shadow—
a tenderness held in borrowed light,
a quiet we both understood but never named.
@mnr.creatives #themnrcreatives #mnrcreatives #misha_writes_12 #poetrycommunity #mnrcreativesprompts
A night that wasn’t love, yet felt like its shadow—
a tenderness held in borrowed light,
a quiet we both understood but never named.
@mnr.creatives #themnrcreatives #mnrcreatives #misha_writes_12 #poetrycommunity #mnrcreativesprompts
November 17, 2025 at 9:26 AM
CLOUD-LIT SILENCE — what tenderness keeps at the edge of dawn
A night that wasn’t love, yet felt like its shadow—
a tenderness held in borrowed light,
a quiet we both understood but never named.
@mnr.creatives #themnrcreatives #mnrcreatives #misha_writes_12 #poetrycommunity #mnrcreativesprompts
A night that wasn’t love, yet felt like its shadow—
a tenderness held in borrowed light,
a quiet we both understood but never named.
@mnr.creatives #themnrcreatives #mnrcreatives #misha_writes_12 #poetrycommunity #mnrcreativesprompts
THE INHALE PROTOCOL — on micro-truths, thresholds and the breath where confession almost escapes.
Some truths stay held, not from fear but pressure.
A threshold: meaning condensed before release.
LAB LOG 6.Σ #softservescience #theinhaleprotocol #softservepsycho #poetrycommunity #scientificpoetry
Some truths stay held, not from fear but pressure.
A threshold: meaning condensed before release.
LAB LOG 6.Σ #softservescience #theinhaleprotocol #softservepsycho #poetrycommunity #scientificpoetry
November 17, 2025 at 7:18 AM
THE INHALE PROTOCOL — on micro-truths, thresholds and the breath where confession almost escapes.
Some truths stay held, not from fear but pressure.
A threshold: meaning condensed before release.
LAB LOG 6.Σ #softservescience #theinhaleprotocol #softservepsycho #poetrycommunity #scientificpoetry
Some truths stay held, not from fear but pressure.
A threshold: meaning condensed before release.
LAB LOG 6.Σ #softservescience #theinhaleprotocol #softservepsycho #poetrycommunity #scientificpoetry
THE HOUSE WHERE DAHLIAS DREAM — where loneliness invents its own lanterns
A story carved from loneliness, trembling time, and the strange places we search for connection. Even a poet without a muse can build a small light out of the dark.
@theempressofink #justatry🙈 #novemberprompts
A story carved from loneliness, trembling time, and the strange places we search for connection. Even a poet without a muse can build a small light out of the dark.
@theempressofink #justatry🙈 #novemberprompts
November 15, 2025 at 6:52 PM
THE HOUSE WHERE DAHLIAS DREAM — where loneliness invents its own lanterns
A story carved from loneliness, trembling time, and the strange places we search for connection. Even a poet without a muse can build a small light out of the dark.
@theempressofink #justatry🙈 #novemberprompts
A story carved from loneliness, trembling time, and the strange places we search for connection. Even a poet without a muse can build a small light out of the dark.
@theempressofink #justatry🙈 #novemberprompts
UNDERLEAF —a world rewritten in microscopic steps
A story told from the size of dust.
Cold becomes resistance,
light becomes geometry,
and a fallen leaf grows into an entire universe.
Even the smallest life carries the memory of a season fading
@words.by.kj #promptsbykj #novembertales #justatry🙈
A story told from the size of dust.
Cold becomes resistance,
light becomes geometry,
and a fallen leaf grows into an entire universe.
Even the smallest life carries the memory of a season fading
@words.by.kj #promptsbykj #novembertales #justatry🙈
November 14, 2025 at 6:17 PM
UNDERLEAF —a world rewritten in microscopic steps
A story told from the size of dust.
Cold becomes resistance,
light becomes geometry,
and a fallen leaf grows into an entire universe.
Even the smallest life carries the memory of a season fading
@words.by.kj #promptsbykj #novembertales #justatry🙈
A story told from the size of dust.
Cold becomes resistance,
light becomes geometry,
and a fallen leaf grows into an entire universe.
Even the smallest life carries the memory of a season fading
@words.by.kj #promptsbykj #novembertales #justatry🙈
HELIOTROPE—on the quiet anatomy of courage
Courage isn’t always a roar. Sometimes it’s a quiet pulse—
the heart’s insistence to rise again beneath the same moon that watched it fall.
@kry_wolf_poetry #moonandmane #kryingwolfprompts #pulseofcourage #poetrycommunity
Courage isn’t always a roar. Sometimes it’s a quiet pulse—
the heart’s insistence to rise again beneath the same moon that watched it fall.
@kry_wolf_poetry #moonandmane #kryingwolfprompts #pulseofcourage #poetrycommunity
November 13, 2025 at 4:21 PM
HELIOTROPE—on the quiet anatomy of courage
Courage isn’t always a roar. Sometimes it’s a quiet pulse—
the heart’s insistence to rise again beneath the same moon that watched it fall.
@kry_wolf_poetry #moonandmane #kryingwolfprompts #pulseofcourage #poetrycommunity
Courage isn’t always a roar. Sometimes it’s a quiet pulse—
the heart’s insistence to rise again beneath the same moon that watched it fall.
@kry_wolf_poetry #moonandmane #kryingwolfprompts #pulseofcourage #poetrycommunity
MOTION THEORY —when particles remember what we forget
Even stillness moves—
too softly for certainty to notice.
Healing isn’t repair;
it’s motion remembering its rhythm.
Curators: @isabelle_broom @brushandpentales @cosmosofwriters #cosmosofwriters #writers #poetrycommunity #poetry
Even stillness moves—
too softly for certainty to notice.
Healing isn’t repair;
it’s motion remembering its rhythm.
Curators: @isabelle_broom @brushandpentales @cosmosofwriters #cosmosofwriters #writers #poetrycommunity #poetry
November 13, 2025 at 2:50 PM
MOTION THEORY —when particles remember what we forget
Even stillness moves—
too softly for certainty to notice.
Healing isn’t repair;
it’s motion remembering its rhythm.
Curators: @isabelle_broom @brushandpentales @cosmosofwriters #cosmosofwriters #writers #poetrycommunity #poetry
Even stillness moves—
too softly for certainty to notice.
Healing isn’t repair;
it’s motion remembering its rhythm.
Curators: @isabelle_broom @brushandpentales @cosmosofwriters #cosmosofwriters #writers #poetrycommunity #poetry
MESSY — where pixels learn to blush
Even algorithms ache for tenderness.
#Messy isn’t failure—just proof we tried to feel something real in the static.
Curators: @estlinedwards @laur_enough @wild_ink_and_sunflowers #WildWednesdayPrompts
Even algorithms ache for tenderness.
#Messy isn’t failure—just proof we tried to feel something real in the static.
Curators: @estlinedwards @laur_enough @wild_ink_and_sunflowers #WildWednesdayPrompts
November 13, 2025 at 7:49 AM
MESSY — where pixels learn to blush
Even algorithms ache for tenderness.
#Messy isn’t failure—just proof we tried to feel something real in the static.
Curators: @estlinedwards @laur_enough @wild_ink_and_sunflowers #WildWednesdayPrompts
Even algorithms ache for tenderness.
#Messy isn’t failure—just proof we tried to feel something real in the static.
Curators: @estlinedwards @laur_enough @wild_ink_and_sunflowers #WildWednesdayPrompts
THE MAP OF GODS — we all look up to the same sky
We gave the same sky a thousand names
and still forgot it was never ours.
Faith is translation; wonder is universal.
#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #TheMapOfGods #humanism #sharedhumanity
We gave the same sky a thousand names
and still forgot it was never ours.
Faith is translation; wonder is universal.
#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #TheMapOfGods #humanism #sharedhumanity
November 13, 2025 at 6:51 AM
THE MAP OF GODS — we all look up to the same sky
We gave the same sky a thousand names
and still forgot it was never ours.
Faith is translation; wonder is universal.
#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #TheMapOfGods #humanism #sharedhumanity
We gave the same sky a thousand names
and still forgot it was never ours.
Faith is translation; wonder is universal.
#poetry #poetrycommunity #poem #TheMapOfGods #humanism #sharedhumanity
HUMAN ERROR — the art of unlearning control
five #drifts, one direction — inward.
forgiveness is the quietest technology we own
@ellie.writes2 @kalpeshdesai.official #wednesdayprompt #poetrylovers #poetry #poetryisntdead #poetrycommunity #promptchallenge
five #drifts, one direction — inward.
forgiveness is the quietest technology we own
@ellie.writes2 @kalpeshdesai.official #wednesdayprompt #poetrylovers #poetry #poetryisntdead #poetrycommunity #promptchallenge
November 12, 2025 at 5:08 PM
HUMAN ERROR — the art of unlearning control
five #drifts, one direction — inward.
forgiveness is the quietest technology we own
@ellie.writes2 @kalpeshdesai.official #wednesdayprompt #poetrylovers #poetry #poetryisntdead #poetrycommunity #promptchallenge
five #drifts, one direction — inward.
forgiveness is the quietest technology we own
@ellie.writes2 @kalpeshdesai.official #wednesdayprompt #poetrylovers #poetry #poetryisntdead #poetrycommunity #promptchallenge
UNTENDED— remembering as continuation, not return
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
November 11, 2025 at 5:26 PM
UNTENDED— remembering as continuation, not return
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
I didn’t keep everything.
but some things kept me.
@poeticreveries_ #prtanka25
#poeticreveries_ #poetsociety #poetry #poetscommunity
EMOTIONAL INERTIA— on reluctance, latency and the quiet physics of hearts that do not move on command.
some feelings don’t move just because we say they should.
this isn’t holding on — it’s the heart staying where it last made sense.
#softservescience #emotionalinertia #scientificpoetry
some feelings don’t move just because we say they should.
this isn’t holding on — it’s the heart staying where it last made sense.
#softservescience #emotionalinertia #scientificpoetry
November 11, 2025 at 3:26 PM
EMOTIONAL INERTIA— on reluctance, latency and the quiet physics of hearts that do not move on command.
some feelings don’t move just because we say they should.
this isn’t holding on — it’s the heart staying where it last made sense.
#softservescience #emotionalinertia #scientificpoetry
some feelings don’t move just because we say they should.
this isn’t holding on — it’s the heart staying where it last made sense.
#softservescience #emotionalinertia #scientificpoetry
THE GIRL WHO SAVED THE NIGHT — the hero made in silence, not spectacle
Not all heroes blaze.
Some learn to return to themselves —
and stay.
Unshaken. Unmoved. Unlost.
@kry_wolf_poetry #poetryprose #literarywriting
Not all heroes blaze.
Some learn to return to themselves —
and stay.
Unshaken. Unmoved. Unlost.
@kry_wolf_poetry #poetryprose #literarywriting
November 10, 2025 at 11:30 AM
THE GIRL WHO SAVED THE NIGHT — the hero made in silence, not spectacle
Not all heroes blaze.
Some learn to return to themselves —
and stay.
Unshaken. Unmoved. Unlost.
@kry_wolf_poetry #poetryprose #literarywriting
Not all heroes blaze.
Some learn to return to themselves —
and stay.
Unshaken. Unmoved. Unlost.
@kry_wolf_poetry #poetryprose #literarywriting