066 It’s all in the mind : The Beautiful Creations

The Beautiful Creations

Dark clouds looming,
Heavy Rainfall,
Slipping into complete darkness,
Lost in the cold dark place,
Becoming invisible in the big crowd,
Hanging on tightly to your beautiful creations,
Bringing you out of the darkness,
Giving you strength to be the best,
Best in what you do.

~The End~ 

An artwork by my little boy.

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.

065 It’s all in the mind : The Bench at New York

The Bench at New York

It was a day,
A day which defined my destiny,
A destiny I was waiting for,
And I saw a woman,
A white hair old woman,
Who sat on the bench at New York,
Such elegant looks,
And kind eyes,
But looking very sick.

Sitting next to her,
We started talking,
She was narrating her story,
Of her son,
Stories filled with love,
Talking about him when he was a small boy,
Ending with a helpless look,
But covering with words on how convenient,
And how easy it is to stay in the old age home.

Strangers and yet we shared,
Shared stories from our heart,
Connecting us,
Bonding us instantly,
And we parted with a smile,
A smile that stayed with me,
Months later I learnt about her passing,
And when I see the Bench at New York,
I still see her smiling face.

~The End~ 

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.

064 It’s all in the mind : Sealed

Sealed

 

Captured a beautiful thought,
With all the love,
And all the feelings,
Sealed with every strokes,
With every colors,
And more thoughts.
Draining out with every touch,
And it’s all out, captured and sealed,
In a painting.

~The End~ 

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.

063 It’s all in the mind : The Awakened One

The Awakened One

Oh Awakened One,
I know nothing about you,
And yet you call me,
And I know not why,
But a strong call,
Calling me,
Again and again,
To give days,
Try a life without any electronics,
To be in silence,
Without any communication,
Away, far away,
I know not what you want to show,
But I hear you,
I know not when,
But I will come someday.

~The End~ 

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.

061 It’s all in the mind : Fly away

Fly away
Fly away,
Fly away anywhere,
There is no place for you,
Not in one’s heart,
Not in one’s mind,
Not in one’s soul,
Haven’t you heard enough ?
Haven’t you seen enough ?
Haven’t you felt enough ?
Whatever step you take,
You will be the wrong one,
Fly away,
Fly away anywhere.
Picture courtesy : Bimal Thongam
~The End~ 

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.

059 It’s all in the mind : Take me home

Take me home

 

Sitting in a standstill traffic,
By the George Washington Parkway,
Watching the Washington monument,
Watching the lone flight in the sky,
Hits me with a pang to be home,
Take me home,
To watch my mother’s morning worship,
To watch my father walking around,
To listen to them fussing over silly matters,
To breathe the same air and see what you see,
To eat the same meal,
To be together,
Just to be with you and you,
Home is where you are,
Oh, how much I miss home,
Take me home.

~The End~ 

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.

057 It’s all in the mind : Beautiful

Beautiful

When one encounters with the basics,
Beautiful music ringing in one’s ear,
Melting one’s hardened heart,
Discovering unconditional,
Discovering a whole different level of beautiful,
And nothing can take away this feeling,
The feeling away and above the materialistic world.

~The End~ 

An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.