When you’re radiating the “signs”

via Daily Prompt: Radiate

You’re lying on your couch.
It’s a typical Sunday morning.
Sunlight pouring in through the window.
Kids playing in the park.

Your hair is a mess,
You can’t remember the last time you
Washed them.
You don’t feel like getting up;
Let alone getting any
work done.

It’s obscure how another week
went by somehow,
It’s a blur to you.
Hazy just like your
Memory
nowdays.
It’s been three hours since you
Have been waiting for someone
To switch on that
tv.
But you?
But you are too ‘lazy’ for it.
It feels like too much work.

Your mom is shouting at you
Now.
For your room is always a
Mess.
“I was always a clean freak”
She tells you.
“Maybe it’s time
That you that
You stop being so
Slothful”
She advises.
“And start getting some
Work done.”

Then she proceeds
To ask the
Billion dollar
Question,
“You don’t even do anything,
Why are you always so tired?”

You’re lying on your couch.
It’s a typical Sunday morning.
Sunlight pouring in through the window.
Kids playing in the park.

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Convicting credence in oneself

via Daily Prompt: Infuse

You wake up feeling
Vacant
Something cardinal in your heart has
Died.

Fill that space.
With people, things you love
But most importantly
Self love.

You wake up feeling
Void
In the back of your
Head.

Suffuse that gap.
With knowledge and
Wisdom.
And leave no room
For ignorance

But one day you
Wake up;

You wake up feeling
Apologetic
about the space you
Occupy.

Infuse that
Expanse
With confidence,
Trust and faith.
Convict that
Credence.

This is going to be the hardest

A guide on how to survive misery

All these steps will not lead to elimination of sorrow. Infact,these steps will help you feel sorrow in a fully fledged way and eventually make you chanellise them in a constructive way, hopefully in the end, helping you make peace with it.

Step1:  Accept it. One of the most simple things you could do to yourself is come in terms with exactly how you’re feeling.
Manipulation of your own feelings will only further aggravate the situation and may affect your interpersonal relations. Accept that you’re desolated and gloomy.

Step 2: Sublimate your feelings. If you’re feeling anguish, the best thing to do is let it out. Hit a gym and overwork yourself to fatigue. If you’re feeling depressed, feel free to binge watch or the very clichéd treat yourself .Want to try something new? spend time with animals. And let their furry love overwhelm you and fill all your hollow parts with warmth and tenderness. Feeling lonely? No worries. Buy yourself some sexy lingerie. Get yourself the dress that you always wanted to but never really did. Go out on dates. Make out with people according to your sexual orientation. Hell, fucking procreate. Don’t let the society shame you for satisfying your sex drive.

Step 3: Now that you have been a ball of rebel and  are probably pumped up, time to slow down. Mind you,this might be the hardest of all steps. Sit down in a quiet place and intropect .Think about the root cause of your feeling. Why exactly are you feeling the way you are.  Could you have helped it in any way? Are you to blame? If yes, then own up. Own up that you fucked up. Own that you made a mistake.  Feel angry at yourself. Feel miserable. Feel  whatever emotion you think you should feel. The worst you could do is bottle it all up.

Step 4: Last but not the least, learn from it. Prepare yourself so well that when the next time a similar kind of situation knocks at the door you know exactly what to do. If not a cake walk, you could atleast  pat yourself with the way you dealt with it. One of the major reasons you could hate yourself is by repeating the same mistake.  Make sure you learn it in the first go.

Rearranging grief and loss

via Daily Prompt: Rearrange

While cleaning my room
I came across a
photograph
black and white;
and
its edges
folded  and creased.

I am sitting in
a frock
with my grandfather
by my side;
we both looking
cheerful and happy
and
perhaps more content.

My memory
rekindled
of the time;
impromptu
long walks
but
promised
ice creams on Sunday;
and
all the candies and
balloons
sneakily brought
in;
and all the praising for
paintings
hazily drawn
from a hand which often shakes
and-
leaving me suddenly
abruptly
no last words
not even goodbyes.

So I keep
the photograph
safely
this time,
as a souvenir
of his memories;
as a token
of his care,warmth and
tenderness;
and as a reminder
of his love.

 

via Daily Prompt: Transformation

“Why aren’t you
smiling?”
I ask myself
everyday,
before heading to
School.

Maybe the answer
lies
in the
dark rings
under my eyes
which I never
seem to
let go
of.

(And which no one
care to notice)

Maybe the answer
lies
in the untreated
wounds
of my past
which I never
seem to
let go
of.

(And which no one
care to nurse)

So I  remind myself ,
‘the suffering
has changed,
the grief is still
there
but yet
it’s ways
has changed
and
maybe this is
my
transformation.’

 

 

 

Daydreamer

via Daily Prompt: Artificial

Before talking about lies
let’s talk about fiction
which we all humans
love to fabricate.

“Why”,I used to wonder,
“is it that I am
not
content with my
life?”

“Why”, I used to question
“is it that
when I articulate about
my life it sound like
every other
life
but my own?”

“Why?”, I used to beseech,
“is it that
when I blabber about
my own life
it sounds so
artificial?”

but before
contemplating
-about it,
And before even
brooding
-about it,

another fabrication
weaved;
another tale
spun;
another successful lie
unfold

And
I hear myself say,
“oh well,
maybe
I am just a
fine
day-dreamer.”

To care

Volunteer

I know how the word ‘volunteer’ automatically gets synchronized with the  social welfare for  the community but this particular poem indulges the reader in how one can volunteer in other dominions of life

You walk in your house and
you see your mother doing the
dishes.
Volunteer.
For mere words ‘I love you
mom’ doesn’t work
even for her?
Even she needs proof .
Please don’t aloof.

As you walk past the kitchen
you see your little sister
crying.
Volunteer.
Keep a hand on her shoulder and
ask her,”what’s wrong”
and reply by, “yeah I understand”
So she knows- not only
she is being made to understand
but also understood.

You are just about to reach your room
when you hear your father
screaming at your mother.
Volunteer.
to not only shield your mother from
his scoldings but also to ask,
“Hey, you have been working hard,
give yourself some rest.”

So volunteer.
Volunteer to care.
Volunteer to be kind.