Unable to Determine

Our imaginations wish to believe in the beautiful manifestation of nature Dreamers, idlers, and innocent vagabonds always think of being there When communications fail and conscience dictates in a firm language Revolting time shuts down the consciousness too Another reality makes an appearance, but the mirrors are unable to reflect It can be a depressing revelation We are perpetually frozen in an antithetical dream All … Continue reading Unable to Determine

To Nowhere

Are there any happy depths? I ask this when fear and hatred stay strong Hold themselves together There is unity in their desire to destroy When the crowd trembles to speak Stand up to the atrocious demands Doth protest too much against hope Fanatical cries reprise the situations What is this blind faith about? A world with diminishing clarity Violent words are spoken with equanimity … Continue reading To Nowhere

Cannot be Traced

The thoughts may seem to be disconnected from the antecedent Only the language has been carried still, to explain the experiences The reasons can be relevant partially There are no symptoms of thoughtlessness to have occurred When the subconscious train of thought was forced to detach Their residues have been somewhere along the way Numerous impressions along the journey collect them Constitution of thoughts are … Continue reading Cannot be Traced

The Waves

The absurd waves have been screaming from far Now they surge ahead and threaten the tranquillity Doors have been closed and rooms erased of dreams Outdoors is home now, during inclement times No walls and divisions, but peace can be evasive Earlier, tight spaces restricted the freedom of time Absurdity compelled the world to feel smaller Where dreams would be contained in small sections There … Continue reading The Waves

The Notes

My notes are sometimes retrospective observations Trying with a different set of words to study the contrast Subjects can be anything since there are no boundaries of time While the present is also accommodated Due to the compulsions of the flurry of activities Ears and eyes can be busy, but the pen rests till the mind initiates something A sort of dialogue, a quiet start … Continue reading The Notes

During Those Times

During one of those inattentive times, arcane thoughts settle somewhere Illustrious days are no more, now they are taken over by lethargy and laments It is treachery! It is not even wild purity, but a degraded sentiment Layers the skies and artefacts that are being carved and destroyed by another Is there an attempt to amuse everyone with some kind of nonsense? Strong curiosity and … Continue reading During Those Times

Off Course

Where those thoughts wander one may not be able to imagine They may be errant, but not erratic in the pursuit of something Sighs of the world so busy and your favourite distractions Unemotional skies stare at the dreary landscapes filled with objects There are no natural mirrors anymore across thirsty times Wandering take you far; away from the immoral curiosities It is easy to … Continue reading Off Course