Often I thought I was stuck,
my life—an unfortunate side effect
of circumstances.
My voice and reasoning
never to be heard,
I was told,
until I decided not
to be labeled
as a victim of circumstances. … More And The Journey Goes On!
Often, I hear
the gentle whisper
of my inner voice.
It guides me—
when I am in doubt,
when I feel scared,
when my mind feels cluttered. … More Listening Beyond Fear
I’ve lost count
of the poems
I’ve written.
I’ll say many,
still not as many
as I’d like to.
Someday, perhaps. … More Someday, Perhaps
When the perturbed mind reflects,
chaos gleams pristine
in its own reflection. … More Pristine Chaos
I’m here every night,
patiently waiting
for your eyes to find me. … More What Moon Whispered
In the midst of
never-ending what-ifs and might-bes,
the journey is never easy—
weighed down by worries umpteen.
Sometimes it feels like
there is only room for clutter in my mind.
Every event, every memory,
haggling, hustling, harassing
my mind-space,
everything tossed aside and around,
scattered all over. … More Clarity
A lot is going on, isn’t it?
Around us.
In this world.
In our lives.
So much is going on. … More We Are Okay
Letting Go One last flicker left,before the lantern surrenders,to become the night Hope Hope flickers softlylike stars outshining the fog—self-doubt disappears Sun Clouds may hide the sun,yet sunlight never flickers—it shines bright despite Memories Memories flickeras a glimmering smile shines,cherished moments stay © Vinitha Dileep This piece is written in response to the two hundredth and sixty … More Flicker – A Series of Haikus
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
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