the last sip
sitting with that last sip,just a moment longer. the emptiness in the cup,means the start of day. duties await, life,one among many,speck in the universe,running doesn’t stop. through all the emotions,duty,…[...]
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the first sip
that first sip is for me.not just a morning ritual,the anxiety to capturethe need for perfection,content seems crucial. not just to wake me,endless snippets of life,up I swipe on every…[...]
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iam enough
the questions from come from a place of quiet, the voices are loud, the noises deafen. there’s so much to get done, a smile here, a pause there, the right…[...]
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sounds of madras
[video width="720" height="1280" mp4="https://madrasponnu.com/wp-content/uploads/2022/06/286567528_412107300768659_4001505623556484847_n.mp4"][/video] it’s not the same everyday, and yet somehow it is. things slow as people hustle by nature silenced as we awake, it’s easy to look past,…[...]
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glass always full
[video width="720" height="1280" mp4="https://madrasponnu.com/wp-content/uploads/2021/11/IMG_4611.mp4"][/video] the sky opens up, venting with a vengeance. i soak in the obscurity, suspended animation. do i sound entitled? are my thoughts invalid? glass half full,…[...]
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life in the moment
almost empty, the bottom too close. but there’s still coffee just a few sips. sips to pause time, sips to tide me over. would i look back, to this moment?…[...]
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