Tag: Mental Health
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A letter to those too disturbed to read news
Hey there, I know how terrible it feels to be a part of this world right now. On one side, there’s nature creating havoc while on the other there’s in-numerous instances of human cruelty. If you happen to reside in India, you have been in this situation for a long time now. Every time you…
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Dear Voice in My Head
Dear voice in my head Ever since I learned languages, I taught you how to put forward your opinions and take a stand. When I was a kid, I reflected you like a mirror. People used to laugh at you but adore me. When I grew up, my parents and teachers conspired against you and…
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I Am Alive
Flipping through the old diariesReading out the old poemsListening to the old voicesI feel nostalgic Helpless I feelsometimes to such an extentThat the very word seemsto be trivial to me I swear I always triedtill there were tears in my eyesand i know i could not make anyone believewhat my life has always meant to…
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My mind is a kaleidoscope
If my mind can be a place, it is a maze Some parts are deep stinking ditches While some are fragrant bright gardens Some are as dangerous as a cliff edge While some are as benevolent as a rose bed Some are roller coaster rides to old memoirs While some are winding roads to a…
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A Ray Of Hope For The Tired Soul
Every sprout is a promise to the seed Every invention is a tribute to the need Every intention welcomes a new deed Every incarnation is the birth of a creed When everything new bids farewell to old Each new day hands me memories to hold Every literature gives me thoughts to mold Every tragedy leaves…
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Death
A very old poem I wrote when I was suffering from clinical depression and couldn’t see any hope ahead. They say life is not a bed of roses You say everyone goes through one But tell me, dear, for once Do you know what it is really like? To witness life as a…
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The Demon Inside Me
They say everyone has a demon to fight, I have met mine. It sits between my heart and throat, I fear if it wakes up, It won’t let me move. I fear, either it would pierce my heart open or project my inner darkness on the world. Sometimes I fight, often I lose; I sit…
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Smile
As a small kid, I yearned for an elder sister. I did have cousins who were in their late teens. But they lived in the village and we could afford to visit them only once a year- during the summer vacation. Summers in rural Odisha during the early ’90s when inverters were yet to become…
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Mental Health during Lockdown: Lessons I learned from my tryst with depression
How the survival skills I learned trying to combat depression is helping me survive lockdown