On A Wintry Morning

Morning wakes me on a wintry morning At the last hours of darkness spilled Whispers of the universe with new messages For now, darkness will be dimmed Weak light conceived from the unknown reality Known to me, but distant and shines bright Fresh visage with roseate glow gives hope Warm embrace of silence assures the soul To be awakened in slumberous world My desires have … Continue reading On A Wintry Morning

Beyond Any Imagination-A New World

Silence takes away the precious times with my unborn emotions Time takes birth in a new avatar and enshroud my words in an unknown spell Night and day trades places transforming the space into another dimension Slowly turning its sentiments towards the evolving and evasive reality When darkness has a special place for isolation as it blooms so passionately The soul that was baffled embraces … Continue reading Beyond Any Imagination-A New World

Brooding Time

Brooding time bears the testimony of an uncanny world Devouring the precious moments even before they can run freely Like a fierce competition against another reality trying to merge Plucking the roots and leaving the earth fallow in troubled paradise None can see the end of time that like a serpent’s fangs are bifurcated Sometimes the night just whistles past the desolate houses Strange occurrences … Continue reading Brooding Time

Hysteria

Grappling with time and a world that blooms in an astral pattern Occasional dreams of the truth that bends the reality of this existence Minor jolts along the crisscrossing fault lines, like a giant palm showing the fate Mapping with the universe in the most dense night of trembling fear Dreams are replaced in the hysteria of a transforming reality, sleep is still a delusion … Continue reading Hysteria

Secret

In archaic tradition it flows deeper through you and into the oblivion You were carried before, at a different time, another destiny’s calling Cosmic spasms yield complex environment in the reflection of an eternal mirror Entanglement of primeval consciousness with the birth of pristine time No memory is effaced from the continuum, only a transformed reality Unfortunate to not keep all of them within, a … Continue reading Secret

Deciphering Mysterious Nights

When I have stared longer, competing with the stubborn deliberation of the night The night sky becomes becomes more mysterious, even grumbling about the lone spectator I am not trying to pick out the flaws or elatedly appreciate the cryptic exchanges All that this, silence cares to embrace me in a non-judgmental way, turning me into a stoic Like altering my beliefs during the somber … Continue reading Deciphering Mysterious Nights