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038 It’s all in the mind : The bleeding heart flower

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The bleeding heart flower
I see the beautiful bleeding heart flower after years,
Stirring up childhood memories,
Sweet memories of my Mother and her beautiful garden,
The prized possession she treasured,
Instructing us not to pluck but to enjoy the sight as it bloomed,
And today I see the beautiful bleeding heart flower,
I miss my mother even more,
And wish I had wings to fly right back to where you are. 

~The End~

Picture courtesy : Tinku Sanasam

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

037 It’s all in the mind : A flower for you

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A flower for you
She came running with her dimpled smile and twinkling eyes,
Hands at the back,
And demands “Close your eyes”,
I closed my eyes,
Giggling she says “Now, you can open your eyes”,
Tiny hands cupping a beautiful flower,
And she says “A flower for you Mama”,
Placed it gently on my hands and runs away,
Leaving me overflowing with love.

~The End~

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036 It’s all in the mind : The beginning

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The beginning
Wipe away all your pains,
Wipe away all the stains,
Wipe away all the unfulfilled wishes,
Fill it with laugher,
Fill it with love,
Fill it with colors of life,
You deserve the best of the best,
Good fortune will hunt for you,
And it’s just the beginning,
Happy Cheiraoba Day,
The New Year for Meiteis in Manipur,
A special day for you.

~The End~

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035 It’s all in the mind : The Walk

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The Walk
Hold my hands and walk with me,
Breath in deeply,
The air we share,
Air filled with the fragrance,
Fragrance of fresh green bamboo leaves,
Air filled with the fragrance,
Fragrance of the red soil of the hill,
Air filled with love,
You don’t have to say a word,
Just hold my hands and walk with me.

~The End~

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034 It’s all in the mind : Priceless moments

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Priceless moments

He is my little boy,
Who senses my feelings, without any spoken words.
Who hugs me and lay down with me in silence when I need the most.
Who added meaning to the word “brave”,
Who taught me strength,
And inspired me to be positive.

His after school stories,
His unexpected funny comments,
His pranks, tantrums and tease,
His surprises, smile and laughter,
His running, tight hug and kisses after getting down from his school bus,
Priceless moments I live for.

~The End~

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033 It’s all in the mind : The “high” from fear

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The “high” from fear

Moving hands to move forward,
Kicking hard to keep afloat,
Peaking out to catch a breath,
Looking down making bubbles,
Seeing the patterned tiles below,
And you see it sloping down ,
Suddenly gripping you with fear,
Knowing you are going to the deeper end,
Where you could sink,
But you are already there,
You can hate it or love it,
But you definitely have to deal with it,
You sink and sink a bit,
You kick harder and harder,
Swimming back through where you can stand on your feet,
Emerging gasping for air,
And then you give a wicked smile,
Loving the taste of being “high” from fear,
And you know you would still go back to the deep end again despite the fear.

~The End~

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

032 It’s all in the mind : Colors through your eyes

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Colors through your eyes

How would I know of the beauty of the vibrant green color of the bamboo leaves ?
How would I know of the beautiful rich saffron color soil of the hill ?
How would I know the beauty of the golden sun as it rises and sets?
How would I know the beauty of flowers with colors ?
I am color blind,
I know “beautiful” and “colors” through your eyes and words,
Otherwise it’s a mere black and white sight.

~The End~

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031 It’s all in the mind : Peace

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Peace

I felt love,
I felt happiness,
And I felt beautiful.

I felt pains,
I felt jealousy,
And I felt rejections.

Depending on the mood and whims of the wind,
I flew like a dust,
And now I land in your feet seeking for peace.

~The End~

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

030 It’s all in the mind : The Cactus Plant

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The Cactus Plant

Test me with your heat,
Test me with extreme thirst,
I am a survivor,
I am filled with thorns,
Thorns that look tiny to the eyes, But can cause piercing pains,
On your feet as you trample on me,
I thrive in extreme condition,
And yet blooming beautifully,
I am the cactus plant.

~The End~

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