Pristine Chaos
When the perturbed mind reflects,
chaos gleams pristine
in its own reflection. … More Pristine Chaos
When the perturbed mind reflects,
chaos gleams pristine
in its own reflection. … More Pristine Chaos
Storms brew in silence,hidden behinda well-rehearsed smile. So well-disguised—this turbulence the mind contains.A chaos dressed in calm. Perhaps the way outis learning to sit within. From storm to stillness, to peace. © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and sixty first edition of Fiction Monday inspired by the word prompt – TURBULENCE … More The Turbulent Mind
“I don’t remember because I forget. I forget because I can’t remember.” Slow down. Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about slowing down. Let’s be clear: nothing about my life suggests I need to slow down. I like to believe I’m good at taking things easy. But when I listen closely, my mind tells a … More When The Mind Won’t Rest #FictionMonday
For the past two days, I’ve found myself staring at the screen, struggling to write. Why do I persist when it feels like there’s nothing worth writing about? And what would I even do if not this? This is what I dread—the vacant expanse of free time, where my mind becomes a barren wasteland. Numbness … More Echoes Of My Empty Mind #MundaneMonday
I tried to reset my mind in vain. Thoughts stormed off through my mind leaving behind all sorts of unpleasant feelings. “Deep breath in.” I instructed my chaotic mind. I am breathing barely enough to keep myself alive. Deep breaths feel like a luxury at this time. My mind snapped back at me. Feeling defeated … More Bridge #FictionMonday
a hint of restlessness settles,longing for a yesterday when worries were only about being young and naive.my mind is unable to make up what it needs to do todayto free from the tumultuous affair, it’s dealing with! there were joys and sorrowsin the days those are gone but today all I remember is a trail … More Mind #SoulfulSunday
What mystery my mind holds! Yet another piece of submission rejected And here my mind is coming up with another piece to submit!Sometimes I feel, my mind thrives in rejectionWhat a mystery this mind is! This poetry piece is written in response to the thirty-first edition of Fiction Monday for the word prompt ‘Mystery’ hosted at Reflections by yours … More Rejected #FictionMonday
My mind is empty today. As in pin-drop silence. There are no musings hanging around. Not even a trace of thoughts from yesterday. It’s not the effect of meditation, I know that much. It’s as if every bit of thought decided to stay away from my line of sight because otherwise, I would write about … More My Empty Mind #SoulfulSunday
a web of thoughts,
in disarray
a scene to avoid
to stay sane … More Mind Works!