053 It’s all in the mind : The Wait

The Wait

I have been waiting,
Waiting to catch a glimpse of the sun rise,
Waiting to feel the warmth of the sun,
After many long nights,
Rushing in the wee hours of each morning,
Stubbornly waiting,
Listening to Billy Currington’s People are crazy,
Picking sea shells on the way,
Scribbling words on the sand,
Words washed off, by the cold cold waves,
Erasing everything without wasting anytime,
Giving a clean gentle look,
Brightening with the daybreak,
But it was not the sun, not the sunrise I was waiting for.

~The End~ 

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

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052 It’s all in the mind : Pennies & Dimes

Pennies & Dimes
Slinging a penny or dime by many,
Creating ripples with each wish,
In a pond hidden in a far, far away cave,
Seeking for wishes from one’s heart,
Seeking for health and wealth,
Seeking for love, fame or probably a dog.
The pond filled with clear water,
Reflecting one’s image,
Image looking back,
Echoing loud and clear,
“I have no pennies, no dimes, nor any wishes,
Wishes are for people with a soul.”
~The End~ 

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

051 It’s all in the mind : Warm sands & chilled water

Warm sands & chilled water
Walking across warm sands,
Rushing to catch a glimpse of the sunrise,
Even the birds were there to catch the sight,
Absorbing the soothing sound of the waves,
Teased by the chilled water,
Washing off all the tiredness in your soul,
Feeling the slipping sands beneath your feet,
Giving you a moment no one can steal,
Taking you to a beautiful place.

~The End~

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