The Greys
Breaking promises knowingly,
Loosing the art of making up purposely,
Giving up on trying,
And spitting out borrowed words.
Mastering the art of icing,
Being the envy of many,
Creating the perfect piece,
And covering all the imperfections.
The Greys are here,
Time is short,
Will there be enough time to heal ?
And soon all will be ashes.
~The End~
An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.
Faceless
I was scared,
I seeked your protection,
Only to be left damaged and faceless.
~The End~
An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.
Nupigi Thamoi, a woman’s Heart.
An acrylic painting by Monica Ingudam
Away, an acrylic painting by Monica Ingudam
Away
Langmeidong
Oh flock of Langmeidong birds,
You had spared many of your feathers for Langlen,
You had taken her as one of you,
Giving her the wings,
Teaching her to fly,
Rescuing her from the wrath of her step-mother,
Rescuing her from rejections,
Rescuing her from hearing the terrible heart piercing words,
All she wanted was love,
All she wanted was acceptance,
Do you have more feathers to spare ?
~The End~
Inspired from the #Manipuri folk tale uchek Langmeidong, An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.
Tears
Tears welling up
Tears filling up
Let it flow
Empty it out
You cry alone
You laugh together
Haven’t you learnt the ways of the humans?
Red is red
Red will remain red.
It’s not different
You are not different
You are just a human.
~The End~
An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.
~The End~
An Experimental attempt to put thoughts in writing by Monica Ingudam.
A flower, old and withered. An acrylic painting by Monica Ingudam.
A flower
For the brave Manipuri warrior
An acrylic painting by Monica Ingudam
For the brave Manipuri warrior
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