It’s archaic speaking in a dialect that does not evolve from the darkness Whatever may be the subject, they feel subjected to a limited scope of discussion Never coming out of the shadow of a definitive character of an ego Replicated in many dimensions reflecting from uninspiring surfaces Caught between numerous intersections of busy conversations  Only to an uprising that subsides unenthusiastically and meekly in … Continue reading Archaic


Smell of mundane hangs too low, rather heavy for the senses Their frivolousness plays too much with the emotions; there’s no reason though To accentuate their behaviour through loosely woven languages What’s with all the euphoria surrounding the incredulously divided territories Feet stuck in the region demarcated by the mundane philosophies Someone who observes cannot hide the doubt over the beliefs and propagations Try convincing the … Continue reading Mundane