Mind games ….by Radhika

My mind is adept at playing games with me, follows no rules, and wields a power so strong,
the darkness of its depth leaves me petrified, I writhe under its sting, the pain seems unbearable
sometimes it shrivels like a deflated balloon, but mostly it swells up in haughty pride
it conjures up the wiliest thoughts, cementing it with resolute conviction and barricading it with an inflated ego.
I am blinded in a haze when it showers missiles of fear.
Wallowing in self-doubt, I feel like a hapless pawn under its clutches.
It is only when its sublime qualities come to fore, it rings in bells of happiness
I love its mellowed persona, when I get to be Me, revelling in a euphoric bubble, afraid that it may burst anytime.
After long battle of trying to gain control over my mind,
I have realized, its mercurial temperament is fraught with…
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