Monday, November 23, 2020

Premotions

                                                                                artbysunita


Today, she hit the rock bottom

Worrying and dreading

Of unknown things

Again her body gave away

How invalid she feels!

She cannot make any sense

Of this senseless phase

A phase of displeased 

Or is it displacement?

Sort of here and there

An oscillating shadow

She is trying to catch hold of

Every nerve in the body

Is going haywire

And speaks its own langauge.

Sunday, November 22, 2020

Lazyness

 

                                                                                 artbysunita



There is a lull in the air

The day dragged on and on

A slight breeze of lethargy

Creeped lethally

And made her day boring

She couldn't fathom

What to do or what not

Her bones made funny noises

As if knocking   for a release

From the fortress 

She has built herself.

It is almost nine months

That she has caged herself

In that unknown fortress.

Saturday, November 21, 2020

Drained

 



Today, she is back to her old self

Bedridden and lost

Her body again started

Acting weird

Dark shadows dance

Infront of her eyes

And she finds no way

To escape from the darkness

Sometimes she feels

She is nearing the end

Yes, there are days

When she feels she is on cloud nine

But, those are very few

Most of the days are

Enveloped in gloomy thoughts


Friday, November 20, 2020

Serendipity

 

                                                                                  artbysunita


Today, she felt at peace

The mind was silent

The noises were slaughtered 

She kept herself busy

Tending her plants

And then took time

To fill colors

On blank pages

Only colors can take her

To her happy shores

She can feel the warm breeze

Cleansing the cobwebs

Cluttered in her thoughts.



Thursday, November 19, 2020

Silence

 

                                                                                artbysunita



She hears these voices

Voices broken into parts

Different shades of sounds

Loud, mellowed and whispered

She is trying to fathom

This oddness which is lurking

Within her surrounds

Or is it her mind?

Which is playing these games!

She is surrounded by silence

But, she hates this silence

Which is nerve wrecking

And which is eroding her

Sense of belonging.

She wants that silence

Which sooths the soul

And breathes with serenity.

Wednesday, November 18, 2020

Restlessness

 


                                                                          artbysunita



Today, her restlessness

Was beyond her control

She furiously painted

And let the colors

Sooth her nerves

Some unknown fear

Grips at her chest

And she feels lost

A dread of unknown measures

Cruises in her veins

She  cannot pinpoint

What is that eating her

But, that feeling of panic

Doesn't stop and she indulges in

Painting  images after images on the canvas

To feel alive and to breathe.

Tuesday, November 17, 2020

Stagnation

 

                                                                                 artbysunita


Today, the day just dragged on

Enveloping her in a sense of ennui

She let herself go and accept the fate

Nothing much to do

And nothing to feel and gloat

Just a dullness around

Which doesn't go

The only way she can distract

Herself is through colors

She touches the myriad hues

And let them speak her mind.


Monday, November 16, 2020

Deadend

 



She is going through 

A very weird phase

As if she has got stuck 

Between the walls

Anxiety is ruling

Her every breathe

No particular reason

To pinpoint and to blame

For the bouts of

Apprehensions and doubts

Maybe the cage is getting

On her nerves.

Most of the times

She moves around

Like a zombie

No sense, no goal

She finds herself wrecked and stuck

Inside the messed walls.



Sunday, November 15, 2020

Lethargic

                                                                                  pic-sunita
 


Today, she is feeling

A little woozy 

A bout of discomfort

Has settled in her belly

The day dragged and dragged

And her groggy self

Managed to overcome

The hours of nausea

There is no more

Commotion in her mind

She just feels numb and silent.


Saturday, November 14, 2020

Celebrations

 





                                                                   

She is exhausted

But happy as

The day went by

In a jiffy

An aroma of life

Floated in her home

And she inhaled deeply

The tiny breathe of distraction

Yes, a distraction, but

Which was worthful,

Colorful and joyful.





Friday, November 13, 2020

Hopeful

 

                                                                              Pc. Sunita


Today, hope peeped

Through her window

With a cup of steaming tea

She embraced  its beauty

She felt as if her heart

Won't fit inside her ribs

Wrapped in a silver lining

Hope, glided in the sky

Wearing a crown of many hues

It inspired her

To accept life

In all its shades

Maybe tomorrow, life

Riding on the lights,

Will bring more magic

More smiles and more love.




Thursday, November 12, 2020

Motivation

 

                                                                             artbysunita


Today, the day went

At a snail pace

Nothing earth shattering happened

She was restless as usual

She caught hold of her saviors

And let them sooth her nerves

They ran on the blank page

As if waiting to fill it 

With multiple hues

Red, blue, orange

Yellow, green, pink

Danced on the blankness

Bringing joy to her

Aching eyes and soul.

Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Distraction

 

                                                                           artbysunita


Today, she is feeling very restless
As if autumn has touched her heart
It meanders in her veins
And flows on a paper
Words after words
Emboss on her wandering mind
Thoughts that distracts her
Shuttle through the
Avenues of doubts 
She is really trying hard
To control this mindless wandering
Colors have become her savior
She is trapped in her cage
But her brushes gallop
On a wet paper, finding beauty
In its different shades.

Tuesday, November 10, 2020

Helpless


 

Today, she felt

As if the whole world

Conspires to make her feel unwanted

She is holding to a ray of hope

To make her understand

What is happening around 

Nothing makes sense to her anymore

A herculean lethargy has gripped her soul

She is swimming against the tide

Trying to hold on to her sanity

A complete washout she feels

Aching body and a broken spirit

Sums up her over all.

Monday, November 9, 2020

Acceptance

 




She wish she could go to the sea

And empty her heart and talk to the waves

And fill the sea with her burning memories and aches

She is desperate to find some piece of sunshine

And let her heart feel alive

She accepts her mistakes

She faces the dreams of the past

She try to leave behind the regrets

And walk on a new path

Which will lead to a better place

Where regrets and repentance

Will merge in the darkness.


Sunday, November 8, 2020

Quagmired

 






Today, her day was hazy

Her eyes felt as if pulled by lead

Such helpless and nothing much to do

Her body doesn't listen to her anymore

The cells are running haywire 

Every bone and vein

Runs on lethargic fuel

Every nerve is numb

And the heart is silent

The dreaded thoughts

Can take her overboard

If only there was some

Sense of hope lurking

In some corner of the universe.

Saturday, November 7, 2020

Stepping Stones

                                                                               artbysunita
 


Today, she managed to see

The other side of the spectrum

There were multiple hues

Stuck on the  asphalt surface

A kaleidoscopic dance

Gazed at her in the night air

Fluorescent streets

And zooming machines

Grained her gazing eyes

She noticed and felt it  too 

Humanity is very restless

One cannot trap it

Within the four walls

Life is a milieu of

Many desires and temptations. 

Friday, November 6, 2020

Disoriented

 

                                                                            artbysunita



Today, she is filled with

Too many ominous thoughts

She can feel the shadows looming

In the dark recess of her soul

There are too many noises

Whirring in the mind

The dreaded thoughts

Has the power to take her

To the other side of the shadows

There is no end to this anxiety

This hopeless vacuum 

Will suck her one day

In the deep pools of emptiness.


Thursday, November 5, 2020

Courage

 

                                                                            artbysunita



Today, she dared to go out

Throwing all the precautions to the wind

There was fire in her eyes

To prove to herself

That she can do it

She can take wings

Fly high and land back safely

There was an aura of humanity 

Jostling through life

Even holding to life itself

A few steps of courage

Can be a real breathe of fresh air.

Maybe the clipped wings

Are finding the wind

In the right direction.


Wednesday, November 4, 2020

Nostalgia

                                                                              artbysunita
 

She is a child at heart,

She wants to visit those lanes

Where her childhood danced.

A freedom she cherished

Without any worries

She found happiness

In the vast  fragrant meadows.

She understood herself and her truth,

In the arms of the nature, and

Her innocent heart pranced and felt alive

And now, she reminiscences those days

Gazing, at her lonely shadows

Tuesday, November 3, 2020

Imagining

                                                                             artbysunita


 

She is a dreamer
Some calls her
An emotional fool
She cannot control
What she feels
There are so many things
Which makes her cry
She finds beauty in everything
The beautiful sunrise to sunset
A dreamy moonlight to galaxies 
A smile on a child's face
A hot glass of tea
On a wintry morning
A glass of tender coconut water
On a summer day
A phone call from a loved one
When she is going through rough times
All these tiny bits of moments
Warms the cockles of her heart
She is a dreamer
Some calls her
An emotional fool.





Sunday, November 1, 2020

Contemplating

 

                                                                                artbysunita


She has been thinking

How to deal with the shadows

Forced by a time unparalleled

There are many fissures

Protruding in her conscience 

To lay low or to fight back

To find a bit of light

In that tunnel where her mind rests

The days are converging 

Into colors and shades of

Blacks, blues, and every shades

Which darkness can embrace

Her eyes do not see anymore

The seasons of bright colors

There is too much of darkness

Around her heart and the soul

Is immersed in a whirlpool of thoughts.





Struggling

 



She has so many things to say

But, the tongue is on a hiatus

Everyday she wakes up

With a feeling of gloom

She carries a huge burden on her shoulders

Dragging through the day

Holding on a blade of grass

Nothing works, the mind is numb

The soul has dried up of every desire

There is a huge vacuum 

In place of a heart

Days and days of darkness

Will suck her one day

Through the walls of a black hole.


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