Mindless Memoirs

a journey to remember.

Month

April 2021

6.5 ways in which I grew this month.

1. I put my heart out. I wrote about everything. There was no filter this month, barely any editing. The dark and the light, though the ratio was uneven, were together in my poetry this time. And yes, I do… Continue Reading →

Glitch~

I see yet another newspaper headline. Yet another Instagram article. Yet another tweet. I see a woman Her eyes squeezed shut, Her mouth biting down on a cloth, Her throat covered in blood. My breath hitches; I am thrown into… Continue Reading →

I am, I am, I am.

On days like today, I find myself going through old poems- Ones that I wrote years, years back. And I find recurring themes; Pain. Survival. Sadness. Loneliness. Death. But on days like today, Days when I feel happy to be… Continue Reading →

Eulogy~

I read an obituary In the newspaper today. It was a small, two liner, Completely separate from the thousands of eulogies that flow across the sheet of paper each day. “Grandma, You look beautiful.” And I smiled. I wonder What… Continue Reading →

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There are days I feel my bones creaking under the weight of All the lives I am not living. And I do not understand What I am doing with the one life I have. I don’t want to spend my… Continue Reading →

Physics and Poetry~

It has been quite some time Since I found a way to Weave science into my poetry. I have always seen science and poetry As opposite ends of a spectrum, One a cage and the other, an open ocean. But… Continue Reading →

Ghosts

I have taught myself to look At the tiniest of details, In the most fleeting of moments. So in the 13 years I have lived, Breathed, survived, I have memorised the map of my hometown Like the lines that stretch… Continue Reading →

Mirrors and Misconceptions

Mirrors lie. How can you not see Deceit staring at you through cracked glass, When you curse yourself For eating too much? You see, The mirrors don’t feel. They’ll show you the fat That spills over your waistline, But not… Continue Reading →

Paper hearts

Childhood; It sped past us like a car with blinding headlights- The driver, A person who did not know how to stop. I remember making paper planes, And imagining a miniature version of myself On them; Whizzing past galaxies of… Continue Reading →

A shopping list

From the First aisle: Two packets of bravery, To help me get through difficult times. A big bag of happiness, So that I can give it to everyone I love. Vials of strength to keep me going Even when the… Continue Reading →

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