The Birds

The birds seem to have gathered innocuously One called the other, then in unison, then everyone responded They know how to create a rhythm Their wings have brought them here for a purpose Winds must have written some messages on them As scripts, they reveal the messages Their stare, sometimes unnerving They may be speculating over my curious expressions Probably, peering through my subliminal thoughts … Continue reading The Birds

Where to Seek

Imaginations are like transparent portions of life Delicately dissected from a dense perception of existence Microscopic eyes witnesses the profound knowledge Embedded by the cosmic hands A lifetime can be dedicated to deciphering their meaning Not enough still; it’s a humble surrender Arise with a perceptive mind  Solitude becomes a trusted friend in the loneliness of a crowd No remorse! Look further for more imaginations … Continue reading Where to Seek

Unearth

Dig as much you dare to stand in the sunken place It’s a lonely excavation, for there are no real treasures Like gold and precious stones, but a lot of unexplored knowledge No curious onlookers around thronging the site A solitary effort to grasp what lies beneath; within layers Forget about any eager hand to provide some help The deeper the introspection, lonelier becomes the … Continue reading Unearth

Change in the Horizon

Tonight, the stars will be bewildered by the celebrations Of change that we all seek passionately; drown the voices with noise Some of the events would be arranged, some forgotten Others scattered here and there, but the precious ones settled deep As the darkness is lit up by smiles, prayers, and lights There are those ripples of memories slowly playing with the mind For now, … Continue reading Change in the Horizon

Knowing Still

Holding on to that spirit still Difficult farewell during the Light spill Bequeathed solemn time stare Wishing to know whether I care Primaeval events reappear magically Narrating the time to come, candidly Eyes cannot see the stretch of bygone All that is true is the new dawn Passive contemplations of life The profoundness of silence is still rife What the soul’s will holds Emerges slowly … Continue reading Knowing Still