The Retreat #Cocooned

Bogged down with pressures of life ...
She retraces her steps ...
Into the retreat mode ...
Her reclusive self at the forefront...
She weaves a web around her feelings...
She goes into her shell...
There she will lay cocooned ...
For a long long time.

In her melancholy solitude...
She finds a calling ...
A calling so deep ...
It echoes through the depths ...
The depths of a closed mind ...
The universe wakes up...
Conspiring to make her thoughts happen.

The abominable recluse...
Emerges as a butterfly...
Spreading her wings wide ...
She rises from her ashes ...
Like the Phoenix...
Soaring above all.

Cocooned, she heals her wounds ...
Sheds the old persona...
Molting and revolting...
Social norms in the dustbin...
She rises ...
She rises above them all.

Suffocated

" I feel suffocated." He said...
You are just too over possessive...
He had to say something...
Something so that ...
She would go away.

She exposed his character to the World ...
So that he could...
He could get a reason to go away.

She walked away ...
Crossed the road..
That she never crossed alone ...
She didn't turn back...
He knew she had a fear of crossing roads...
He made an offer to help her cross the road...
In a feeble weak whining voice...
She ignored his words...
She walked away ...
Closing the door on his face...
She wasn't weak as he was ...
That moment she had become stronger than him...
Holding herself together...
Stifling the tears...
She walked straight...
Upright in her demeanor...
And, she walked out of his life.

She wrote her feelings ..
Tore them...
Her anger...
Her frustration...
Tore her heart  ...
Poured the anger out ...
And then she was calm...
Calm as the raging Sea...
She erased the written outpour...
She was at peace.

She wasn't suffocating in a dead relationship either.

Grey blue eyes...

Grey blue eyes ...
Deep set in their gaze ...
A pertinent intense gaze...
And, she melts.

He said, look at my eyes...
Look into them...
Do you see the fierceness?
Do you feel scared?

Look deep, and you shall find ...
They hide nothing...
Yet, they give away nothing.

She falls head over heels ...
For those steely grey blue eyes...
The intensity scorching her...
Feeling the heat ...
She sighs ...
Takes a deep breath and...
Moves away.

To fall in love again isn't what she seeks...
She must move farther away...
She must do other things...
To keep busy...
Not fall in love again.

The cold , grey blue eyes beckon her...
She shuts the voice within...
She picks her hand bag...
And, moves out of his office...
Not turning around...
Lest she falls in love with him.

Thundering Typhoons

All is destroyed in it's path...
The Thundering Typhoon...
In it's wake ...
It sweeps along everything...
All the moments are destroyed...
So is destroyed sanity ...
Uneasy and restless...
The thunder deafening...
Locking out all other voices...
The anger within...
Destroying everything in it's wake.

Thundering Typhoons...
Every ounce of her being...
Swept away in that moment of anger...
She lost it ...
For betrayed she felt ...
By the one she trusted the most...
Left in the lurch ...
The woman's fury knew no bounds ...
She turned away from her charitable self ...
She moved into a trance like state ...
The fuming within ...
A furnace of fire ...
Sweeping every ounce of her faith away...
A taciturn moment...
A reckoning of sorts ...
She turned her wrath on the one ...
The one who betrayed her.

Thundering Typhoons...
Blistering every bit of her ...
Sized up to her perpetrator...
She turned to a flaming stone.

To be continued...

One click at a time...

Deleting memories...
One click at a time.

Every moment conceivable...
Every moment spent in those arms...
Every moment looking into those eyes...
Every moment...
Deleting memories...
One click at a time.

Those moments seem transient now ...
Nothing remains but a dull ache ...
A what if ...
And where did they go wrong?
Deleting memories...
One click at a time.

Those moments of happiness...
Planning a future together...
Dreams big and small...
Beautiful memories...
The long winding drives...
The walks on promenades...
The hushed whispers...
The huddled hugs...
The cuddled moments...
Now just memories...
Deleting memories...
One click at a time.

The impermanence of vows...
The nonchalant attitude...
The falsehood of promises ...
The trust broken...
Deleting memories...
Painful memories...
One click at a time.

A sigh escapes...
Escalating the ache within...
A deep breath and...
A click...
Just another memory deleted...
One more time.

Mindfulness

Walking down the memory lane...
She's mindful of the steps she takes...
Leat she stumble upon a block...
A hurdle...
An impediment upon her progress...
She's MINDFUL...
Lest she hurts the ones who hurt her...
She's forgiven them their atrocities...
She's not forgotten though.

Mindfulness is what she practices ..
Mindfulness is a way of life.

Splintered sunbeams

The rays breaking through the grey clouds...
Orange yellow horizon...
A purple Haze here and there...
Splintered sunbeams from the sky...
A sight so beautiful...
So melancholy...
Yet so mesmerizing.

The scene reminds her of passion...
The happiness of being herself...
A free kindered spirit...
Floating through life.

The sunbeams reaching her...
Touching her skin...
A glow on her face ...
Splintered yet beautiful...
Broken yet whole.

An aura of peace envelopes her...
A new Dawn breaks ...
She smiles to herself...
Content after a full night's sleep.

Splintered sunbeams streaming through the sky ...
She smiles ...
Content in her World.

No Dreams, no nightmares; just Ground Reality

She writes no dreams...
She paints no rosy pictures...
No nightmares to talk about ...
No path to chalk...
Just plain reality...
Ground reality...
Her own reality.

There is no two ways...
Just her words and her experience...
Her World ...
Her reality.

She pens her thoughts...
Emerging from her experiences...
Experiences good and bad ...
But her experiences...
What she went through...
What she faced...
How she got over it...
How she took it in her stride...
How she let go...
How she moved on...
Her ground reality.