The caged you..

A piece of you is always caged in your brain that is unable to express the pain, it has to endure. The pain that remained untouched and uninsured as the world around you never let it be out. The world is always at a fast pace; it doesn’t let you take a break and expects you to be in action every time it wants you to be.
The people around you never let you get accustomed to the pain of your loss, your grief. Most of the time, you are not ready, you haven’t even cried enough, but everyone around you pushes you to get going and be normal again. Most of the time, you are not ready, yet you have to show that you are ready to move on. This drama continues now and then.
By doing this, you leave a piece of you caged within your mind, that is waiting to be unleashed into the world. It remains there, crushed in silence, unable to utter a word because you will be judged.
Never stop yourself from expressing what you feel, no matter what the world around you perceives about you. They see only what they want to see and know.
Your pain can be understood only by you; hence, never abandon it.
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Myquillthrill
#sreepriyawrites #pain #grief #yourpainisonlyyours #selflove #loveyourself #careforyourself

Brain fog

Have you ever wondered what it will be like conversing with someone in the midst of loud background music and some loud honking happening at the same time? It’s indeed chaos, where words get swallowed but never perceived. My brain is never silent, even when i am in an empty room or with a room full of people. It is always amidst some kind of conversation, not sure if it was seeking validation from me, or an answer or questioning my choices. It’s indeed hard to converse with my inner self when the brain is constantly in a fight to figure out things. I may look like someone who gets it all, but none seems to know the pain that goes behind it. The agony of being constantly blamed for the choices, or the random decisions i took at times. A lot is happening in my thoughts; some intervene at unwanted times, and some never show up, but there is me, always ready to pick up things as and when they arrive in my thoughts.
I leave my brain floating in the thoughts vibrated by the sound waves of the music that flood into my brain via my earphones plugged into my ears. I am sure one day, it will figure out things as it should.
One fine day, everything will be silenced in my brain. No more chaos and confusion, just a clear clean sky.
Until then, i am just entertaining my brain fog.
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Sreepriya Menon
#sreepriyawrites #brainfog #thoughts #randomthoughts #thoughtsaboutlife #lifequotes

Happy 12 years on the 12th :)

Happy Anniversary to my writer self!!!

I still can’t believe its 12 years!!!

And that too on the 12th.

To be honest, I have not been regular here, even though I scribble now and then. Sometimes I wonder, whether I lost the touch to the writer in me, but then my brain says it out loud, “no way my dear”. I do trust the same. Thoughts keep coming in and out of my mind, its just that off-late i am penning less. For a longer time, i started posting lots of quotes, but then i felt a disconnect from the same.

Writing is always a path that led to the freedom of my thoughts, the pain i hid away and much more. It was like the gateway to my happiness, and it is always.

I believe i will keep on writing , atleast every no w and then, to empower my mind and soul.

Thanks to all those @readers who visit my happy place.

Magic in you….

The magic in you…
Is spreading in my whole body…
As your gaze falls upon me…
I could feel your presence on my skin…
Like the sky is blanketed by clouds.
You just crawl deep into me…
Uncovering what was hidden,
And kissing away every moment uncovered…
Like a  candle,
I feel like i am melting away,
As you crawl into me…
And you keep me burning…
Lighting up everything in you…
Your kisses are like the waves, being playful…
Never staying silent…
Falling deep into me like a subtle music…
Cuddling my soul…
And never-ending gush of emotions into my brain.
All i wanna do is,
Dissolve in your skin…
And never be away from you.
Just like you carry my soul in your heart.
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MyQuillThrill
#myquillthrill #love #lovepoems #soulrecitals #loveforever #beinginlove #truelove #lovepoems

Memories

Memories are like the dandelions,
They first form and stand like a bunch,
And with a tiny whisper of the wind,
Fly apart and fall into the thin air…
Scattered everywhere,
Camouflaged with time
As if they were a part of it from the beginning…
Visiting our mind as and when it feels…
Playing like a montage,
Some bring in  smiles,
And some are like a drizzle of mixed feelings…
And some like a tsunami of emotions…
Every bit of memory served right into our minds.
These never occur in a day but come in a blink of an eye…
It is a work of art over the years, a garden that’s spreading like a wildflower…
And the deepest cuts the heart, at times.
Memories of the yester years,
Most we wish to revive…
And some do not…
Yet it all remains the same in our mind garden…
Fresh and unwavering…
Awaiting its moments to be kissed by the wind…
Drenched by rain…
Cuddled by the sun…
And ready to fly into the atmosphere…

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Sreepriya Menon
#sreepriyawrites #dandellion #memories #missingmoments #life

I remember the day…

I remember the day;
The day when you were so tiny and i could hold you
Multiple emotions skimmed my mind;
On one side, my love for you was overflowing
And on the other, there was fear ;
What if i might not be able to hold you;
The fear kept engulfing my mind, off and on;
And i held you tighter, as i could;
Worried if i might hurt you otherwise…
As i keep you closer to myself, i was careful enough that my ignorance could never hurt you in any way…
I troubled in holding you the right way,
But then you stayed patient enough at times,
And at certain uncomfortable spaces,
Your tiny sounds helped me reposition.
Since all i adored the moment, i held you close to my heart, as i fed you…
The tiny smile, and the peacefulness on your face, were always worth the effort i put in…
I never wanted a moment away from you;
Ever since you were born;
All i wanted was, just to be around you,
Watch you sleep, play, smile and everything…
No matter what the world went on for;
All i wanted was that smile on your face;
The glitter in your eyes;
It all lightened my heart;
And enlightened my soul;
Even as you grow older,
These memories are inscribed in my soul;
Nothing could ever replace the space i have in my soul…
Being a mother is indeed the bliss, i cherish the most.

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Sreepriya Menon
#sreepriyawrites #beingmom #motheroftwogirls #beingamother #instamoms #motherslove  #love

WORLD MENTAL HEALTH DAY

World Mental Health Day!

In this emerging world, we all have many facilities around us that we have never dreamed of. But sadly, with all these advances, our mind is still in the vintage- where mental health is ignored or even considered never existing. We all are dealing with hundreds of issues, which are small or big according to our mental stamina. Even now, around 80% of the crowd ignores the talks when it comes to pain dealt within them, but when it comes to any physical illness, we run off to get antibiotics. I wish mental health also had some instant reliever to pop into our mouth, so this pain stops. Unlike physical pain or issues, mental health is never visible. Moreover, we are taught to hide such emotions from a young age, so how do we expect someone to explicitly show them? We are deep down submerged in the modern world, but mental health is still a taboo. Giving a space to talk about anything and everything at home, from the very beginning as a child, is important for any individual. It can be very minute to you, but to the person who is dealing with it, it might be a mountain that they are carrying. So be patient, be considerate, and if you can’t do these, at least never mock them. In this fast-paced world, we are all on the run to success, so we tend to ignore anyone else who comes our way. Many men in the world are unable to even tell out what financial struggles they are dealing with to their families because they are worried about being judged. They are typecasted as the soul breadwinners; hence, they are unable to tell if they have struggles. Many women in society are unable to speak out about what they want to be in life or what they wish to do because they are typecasted as always the kind soul who has to adhere to the wishes of the larger crowd, or else they are “bad.” There are the older generations who want to travel around, be independent and do things they love, but they are stuck being “the good grandparents.” Every single time we impose a standard onto someone, there is a silent mental issue that triggers. If you care for someone, never burden them with your expectations.