Siesta

My heart breaks a little bit everyday
Disintegrating into more and more pieces
The weather is fine and so am I
Then sun still shines and people smile sometimes
The moon is in the right place
The emptiness is full of mystery in space
Yet my heart sheds a tear
I always think of my fear
There is a revolution in the morning
A painful sadness at night
There is so much suffering in the world
So much hatred on this earth
Sometimes I feel we don’t even deserve the poetry
We don’t deserve the shade of the trees
We don’t deserve the soft wind or the beautiful nights
I don’t either but that’s all I care about these days
When the alarms break the silence at dawn I want to disappear like the morning mist
I want to be in a lush field that grows countless daisies

When I hear the beginning of a cry
Or when I see the first tear
I know it’s gonna turn into a river
I want to listen I care I really do I want to be the shoulder to lean on for whoever wants to cry
But I’m too tired- for, my tears have become the sea
I have drowned in my sadness and somehow managed to survive
I just wanna sail away I wanna fly away
I wanna be on that mountain where no one is standing right now
I want to be in those lavender fields
Lying down, slowly falling asleep tenderly drifting into my dreams
Getting high on a sweet perfume
I want to be a melody
I need the romance that makes one forget that there is a world out of the
Beautiful embrace of love
But can I just turn off my heart for a little bit
Turn off my mind for a little bit
I need a break I need a siesta I know you do too
But oh please let me be
That wavering wave
I’m closing my eyes now
Just for now 

Poem- White Blank Page

I write because there is no better listener
Than a blank page
It takes in and understands the things
Even I don’t
It carries the unrelated words
Turns them into stream of consciousness
It does nothing more than crease
Flipping memories and pain with ease
At my whim
It leaks stains of tears and ink
And when I’m done with it
It will only exist
If I keep it
There are so many words I’ve written
That even I dare not read again
They’re like knives, blades painted flashbacks
They’re better off in the dark
But I can’t take back what I said
Especially because I meant them
White blank pages heard me when no one ever did
And that’s why I keep them close with me

I write because there’s no one to listen
Truly listen
There are words I wrote which turn light to dark
They talk about my desires, my dreams
My happiness and the screams
The screams I couldn’t find a voice for

I wrote down the words to give power to my dreams
And to take the power away from my fears

I wrote down every cruel thing ever said to me
To erase their effect on me

I wrote down everything I am
And everything I want to be
Every place I’ve travelled
Every space in between
Those pages carry the spirit of who I am
And who I’m going to be
No one could ever listen this intently. 

by Anshudha Garimella

A Cottagecore Escape Poems and Reveries

This is a reverie written by me inspired by the Cottagecore aesthetic. If you'd like to read this please head over to my website daisiesinthewind.co.in
  1. A Cottagecore Escape
  2. A song of my heart…
  3. I Never Forget Anything
  4. White Blank Page
  5. Reciting one of my favourite poems by W.B Yeats 'The Lake Isle of Innisfree'

5 Positive Poems to read today

Here are a few poems to uplift your mood.

Should you need some tender words to show you some beauty you have forgotten about.

Check out these beautiful words of poetry.

  • Ah! Sun-flower William Blake
Ah Sun-flower! weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the Sun:
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the travellers journey is done. 
  • Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art John Keats
The moving waters at their priestlike task
         Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
         Of snow upon the mountains and the moors—
No—yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
  • Stanzas (Oh, come to me in dreams, my love!) – Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
Oh, come to me in dreams, my love!
I will not ask a dearer bliss;
Come with the starry beams, my love,
And press mine eyelids with thy kiss.
  • Love’s Good-Morrow Thomas Heywood
Pack, clouds away! and welcome day!
With night we banish sorrow;
Sweet air, blow soft, mount larks aloft
To give my love good-morrow!
Wings from the wind to please her mind,
Notes from the lark I’ll borrow;
  • The Passionate Shepherd to His Love Christopher Marlowe
And I will make thee beds of Roses
And a thousand fragrant posies,
A cap of flowers, and a kirtle
Embroidered all with leaves of Myrtle;

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Reveries #3: Cottagecore Escape

This following reverie is inspired by the cottagecore aesthetic. Take a trip through your mind to the idyllic cottages standing in the midst of spring.

Note: Imagine yourself as the ‘I’ in the story.

Mood Board made with Canva with some pictures taken by me and some free images on Canva.

I’ve been here for just a moment, but I feel at home. There is a quaint and beautiful cottage that sits in a garden flourishing a breath of spring. Wisteria cascades down the roof. The garden looks like a canvas where several colours have been dropped from the sky by the ever-glowing strokes of sunshine. The spring air used its brush ever so gently to place every tiny little flower in the right place.

Lilacs bloom, daisies are in the wind, roses are in full bloom, daffodils too. I tread lightly on this ground stepping on the pearls of morning dew sitting atop the fresh grass. This is what I miss when I’m chasing all the frivolous things in life that like everyone else I will never stop chasing, but right now nothing is more important than this heaven on earth. And of course heaven is always on Earth.

The cottage here is a little haven of solitude, interlude and tranquility. The white drapes lining the windows sway so gently, moved by the delicate breath of spring. The white drapes gently filter the sunshine and let it light up the room.

The windchimes by the window harmonize with the birds. It is so ethereal to be in wind.

And by the window sill there are birds who come and go as they please and sing several melodies for me.

I often wondered if no one was to ever see me here even if for a moment what is it that I would do? I would sing and dance and write a thousand poems about roses.

I would play soft chords and sing songs of love, I would dance around because there is no rush. The colour has come back in a thousand shades of Spring, and when the night falls everything will be violet, dark but not sad.

Now the night has arrived and I walk through each room of this cottage to light the candles and turn on the lamps. I can almost hear the soft evening breeze if I don’t make a sound and stay still. As the night gets darker the crickets sing and the fireflies light up the dark.

My day is over as I fall asleep gently in the cottage that sits in the middle of Spring.

I hope you enjoyed reading this.

-Anshudha Garimella

Reading poetry can positively impact your mental health.

Note: The views expressed in this post are mine and my intention is just to share them to provide an add-on to the journey of self betterment. To provide something you can try. This is not to say that any of this should be used as a replacement for actual medical help. So, if you are struggling with your mental health please consult a mental health professional.

There are moments sometimes when we feel low and no matter what we do that sinking feeling won’t go away. Now you may be working on yourself diligently, taking care of yourself, of your body and your mind but even with all of the good habits sometimes we feel drained by the natural course of everyday life, worries, fears, anxieties or something said or done by someone.

This is unfortunately inescapable. It is not like there is a portal that we can just step into that takes us to a magic land. But in a way there is.

We can always improve things with the power of imagination. Because, when we imagine something good, we feel good and motivated, to then achieve our dreams and goals. But, it is much harder to do that when we fee tired, upset and demotivated. When we feel this way we feel powerless- in moments like these we need to be reminded that we are not powerless.

It is sometimes difficult to even give yourself a pep-talk, so, in moments like those I turn to poetry.

And it is my belief that poetry has had a great, beneficial impact on my life. When I would feel anxious I would write poetry. Reading poetry offers a dive into the world of aesthetics, imagination, meaning, rhyme, philosophy and emotions.

It makes us follow the course of language and paints a thousand images with the words.

I feel that poetry is a true form of aesthetics and we all need a little poetry in life. To get lost into and also to guide us.

Furthermore, poetry can improve your expression, encourage you to be more expressive, improve your language, vocabulary and the way you see life. This way we can understand our feelings/needs better and learn how to communicate them.

For poets everything has a meaning and often they try to find beauty in everything.

If we can find beauty in everything- even in the mundane then we can have greater appreciation for beauty and as a result we will be able to enjoy life more and attract beauty into our lives.

Because if we focus on beauty and positivity we can change our minds and learn how to better understand our minds and how to deal with our emotions in a creative, healthy and beneficial way.

What’s more you don’t have to try and decode each poetic device in the poem. You don’t have to read a long, perplexing poem, you don’t even have to pay attention to understanding it. Just pick any poem no matter how short or simple it may be just focus on the words and expression and by doing that your mind will understand the poem in its unique way. And you will grow as a person.

Little by little you can read more obscure poems and expand your mind.

I hope you liked reading this post. Take care and let me know in the comments about your favourite poems.

Thanks

Anshudha

Rituals for Spring

It’s been a cold year and I don’t mean just in temperature. And even though things still seem uncertain, it will still benefit us to learn from this change in season. Springtime.

Spring is a time for rebirth, a renaissance, a fresh start, a time to turn over a new leaf quite literally. Spring is the most hopeful season because after a jaded winter we can see the change, the shift, the rebirth, the growth with our own eyes.

Photographed by Me.

Here are some rituals for Spring.

  • Write down all the ways in which you can be a better version of yourself. Maybe you want to get fit, eat healthier, change your lifestyle, be calmer, learn a new language, instrument, skill, whatever it may be. Now it your time- a new dawn, you can be reborn, change for the better or bloom into something new.
  • It’s finally time to shed the past, completely even the remnants from your mind. Remove all old ways of thinking and anything that doesn’t serve you in a good way needs to be a thing of the past.
  • Bring in some colour into your life, these can be changes in your clothing, adding colourful things to your room, Just having pastels to look at can brighten up your mood and welcome a more playful and vibrant energy into your space.
Photographed by Me
  • Get some flowers. Get a small plant that you can care for. Flowers add beauty to the space also, having nature around you is always a positive idea. Having a plant near you is not just positive but healthy, it gives you more awareness and respect for life and living things.
  • Take a walk outside and observe the change, observe the change in the wind, feel the change of temperature, it is warmer, the wind is softer, the sun is beginning to shine. Watch the trees start to revive, what kind of flowers are growing and which are beginning to grow, notice the flower buds and notice the sky. All of the change or the beginning of the change (depending on where you are in the world) will inspire you to move forward with your life. It will send good vibrations to you and remind you that there is always a fresh start.

A new way to meditate

There is something I’ve been doing for years without realizing it. I never knew to give it a name. But I guess it was meditation. A very different kind of meditation, unique to me and my experience. I have always tried to meditate but the traditional way overwhelmed me and didn’t help me. Although, I would like to try the traditional way and master it, but for the time being the way that I meditate has really helped me.

So, I want to share it with all the other anxious minds especially during this time.

Spring is upon us- a time for rebirth, renaissance, turning over a new leaf, quite literally.

Finding tranquility is a habit we could all use and benefit from.

So, please try this if you’d like and I hope it helps you.

Sit or lie in a comfortable space.

Light a candle and turn on some music, think of a song that makes you feel warm and cozy, comfortable and happy. A soft soothing song that holds some good meaning for you.

Play it on repeat for 10 minutes.

And, just listen to each and every word, every sigh, every note. If it’s instrumental focus on how they melody flows, where does it start how does it evolve where does it go?

While listening to the music visualize a happy place. Try that the visualization doesn’t conjure up past emotions. If you imagine a memory that truly made you happy and if you can remain there without drifting into contemplating the past, then even past memories are fine. Otherwise just create something new.

It is always good to imagine something new, something you want, something that makes you feel butterflies and ecstatic at the same time.

See yourself in that picture, with your chosen music playing and just rest and breathe within that imagery.

If you have a hyper mind, make up stories and experiences you’d like to have and visualize them. It will help you focus and be more creative.

After 10 minutes you won’t even realize that what you’ve done was meditation.

Visualizing and creating has feminine energy at its core. Staying firm and stable in one place has masculine energy at its core. This practice creates a good balance of the two. And it makes me feel calmer. And I believe it will help you as well.

I hope you try it and that it helps you and let me know what you think about this.

As always take care. 😀

-Anshudha

Some Beautiful Lyrics about Love

So, Valentine’s Day is around the corner. Here’s a love themed post. Now, I’m not a fan of Valentine’s Day. I’m really not. But, Love is another thing.

Love is everything- self-love, romantic love, love for the world, love for family, for things, for people.

As a writer, especially while writing songs, love is the ideal subject to write about because it is universal. In the feeling and the longing. Love is ethereal. Everybody has a favourite love song and it isn’t hard to come across beautiful love songs with beautiful lyrics because this subject does strike a chord with everybody in some way or the other.

Love songs are so incredible because you don’t even need to presently be in love to be enchanted by love songs. Love songs are always a good idea to bring tenderness into your heart.

In this post I’m going to mention few lyrics, beautiful lyrics from love songs. I hope you like them.

  • La Vie En Rose- Edith Piaf

It would be crazy if I didn’t mention this. I have put the lyrics sung by Louis Armstrong in the English version of this Edith Piaf classic.

A world where roses bloom
And when you speak, angels sing from above
Everyday words seem to turn into love songs
Give your heart and soul to me
And life will always be 
"La Vie En Rose" 
  • Cheek to Cheek- Fred Astaire
Heaven... I'm in heaven,
And my heart beats so that I can hardly speak.
And I seem to find the happiness I seek,
When we're out together dancing cheek to cheek.
  • Moon River- Audrey Hepburn
Moon river, wider than a mile
I'm crossing you in style some day
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker
Wherever you're goin', I'm goin' your way
  • Mystery of Love Sufjan Stevens
Oh, to see without my eyes
The first time that you kissed me
Boundless by the time I cried
I built your walls around me
White noise, what an awful sound
Fumbling by Rogue River
Feel my feet above the ground
Hand of God, deliver me
  • Your Song- Elton John
And you can tell everybody
This is your song
It may be quite simple, but now that it's done
I hope you don't mind
I hope you don't mind
That I put down in the words
How wonderful life is while you're in the world

It is impossible to pick lyrics on love because there is an endless flow of words and melodies that people have written on love. But I hope you enjoyed reading this. These are just some of my favourites.

Take care

Anshudha Garimella

Moonshine

I love the moon on a cold winter’s night. Because it’s the only light that alleviates the melancholy of a season devoid of sunshine, devoid of life, devoid of softness in any form. When all the day has been a million shades of gray and you couldn’t differentiate between a dawn and a twilight, the night seems like a respite. Winter afternoons are more, rough than winter nights. Often on winter nights I go for walks and on these wanderings, I learnt that the moon wasn’t just waning or waxing, there was so much more to it, I would walk around in its silver shadow and the light drizzle from the winter sky, to keep me company.

I long for the moonshine on a cold winter’s night

Maybe I just long for anything that shines

It’s my stairway to heaven

On cold foggy nights

The sky in its brumous glory

Everything is dead to the touch

Walking on pavements lit in neon

I often stared at the sky watching the halo of a premonition

A premonition of a storm

A moonbroch it is called

The shining glory preparing me for a tingling numbness yet to arrive

I was mesmerized by the silver lake in the sky

If I could collect those moondrops in a crystal jar

I would definitely try

It is a symbol of the glimmer I always chase

A moonshine to put me in a daze.

-Anshudha Garimella

Sunday Musings : A new intention for a new week and month.

We all need to check our progress every now and then. To make sure we’re on the right track. Lately, I’ve been feeling lazy and jaded and it’s very tempting to just give in to that and lose all progress but it’s not worth it.

Maybe you kept some resolutions that already fell through? or maybe you’re on a roll and you’re doing good. Or maybe you haven’t done anything different during this first month in 2021.

Whichever place you’re in. It’s all fine. But we do need to check with ourselves if we’re on the right track.

Here are a few things that I will do today as this first month is over. And I encourage you to try it.

  1. Write down the most productive thing you did this month. If you didn’t do anything productive in January it’s fine. Take a deep breath.
  2. Write down about the moment you felt happiest.
  3. Say goodbye to this month. Don’t be hard on yourself if your resolutions fell through. When we’re hard on ourselves we hinder our own progress. This pattern will likely continue if we don’t give ourselves some tenderness. Be light and kind especially to yourself. “Say it’s okay. I can change it. I’m motivated.”
  4. Write down a new good habit you’d like to have for the rest of the year.
  5. Note what motivates you. It is easier to make life changes if you’re truly motivated and willing.
  6. Go for a walk, clear your head and think about what you could do that will impact your life in a beneficial way.
  7. Tell yourself- ‘New month and New day’ “I can do it.”

Happy Sunday. Take care.

Please share in the comments about any new habits you’re working on having.

Good Luck.

-Anshudha