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.

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.

050 It’s all in the mind : The Buzz

The Buzz
As the sun goes down,
Sipping the chilled margarita,
Watching the sight which never fails to catch your eyes,
Enhancing the taste with the salt,
A beauty which you can only see,
And the buzz which you can only feel,
The glow diminishes merging to darkness,
Leaving you with an empty margarita glass,
Leaving you wanting for more,
Leaving you in the darkness,
But one would say you are lucky to have caught the sight.
~The End~

Sunset at #oceancity #Maryland

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

049 It’s all in the mind : The Train

The Train
Sitting by the window,
Watching the tracks,
Watching the changing landscape,
Watching people with different moods,
Listening to people’s chatter,
Pondering on thoughts and more thoughts,
Dreaming a bit, actually quite a bit,
Taking me closer to home.

~The End~

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

048 It’s all in the mind : The Sunflower

The Sunflower
I see the light when you shine,
I feel the smile when you smile,
I feel the pain when you are in the dark,
I feel the darkness when you are not there,
I need you to rise and shine,
I try to get closer,
And I am burnt by your heat,
You are the sun,
And I am just a sunflower.

~The End~

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

047 It’s all in the mind : The Dream

The Dream

You showed me beautiful,
You taught me what it is to live,
Introducing me to nature,
Opening a whole new world,
A beautiful world,
Leaving me in awe,
With no words to express,
It’s like walking in a dream,
The dream you want to be in forever.

~The End~

Picture Courtesy : Loyangamba Khundongbam (Picture taken at Tamenlong, Manipur)

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

046 It’s all in the mind : The Green Meadow

The Green Meadow
It was bright and sunny,
Sitting on the soft green grasses,
Watching my red shoes against the beautiful green meadow,
Meadow filled with wild yellow flowers,
Meadow filled with wild white flowers.
The sun was harshly bright and hot,
Making my feet tingle,
And the numbness spreading throughout the body,
The voices of children playing nearby fades away,
Taking me to a different space.The fading voices continues stronger,
Asking me questions after questions,
What is your name ? How old are you ? What is your social security number ? Do you have any allergies ?
As they continue plugging wires, pricking my finger and hand drawing blood, hanging IV,
Wheeling me to a place filled with more fading voices.

Catching a glimpse of the blurred sight,
I see my bright red shoes against the green covered movable bed,
I see many green scrub clad people walking around busily,
I whispered for a blanket as I was shivering.

The kind green scrub clad lady covered me with a warm spotless white bedsheet,
I watched the white ceiling,
Pondering over spoken or unspoken Words, expected or unexpected actions and of tears and memories,
And nothing else mattered,
But through my blurred view my mind was crystal clear, clear of the time, my time and memories I want.

~The End~

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

041 It’s all in the mind : Spring

Spring
You have defined feelings,
Feelings never felt before,
You have given meaning to the word “Beautiful”,
Bringing out the best in me,
Taking me to a whole new world,
A world I have never seen,
You are precious,
You are special,
You are my spring.

~The End~

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