Arriving

Brief moments of respite Sidestepping the tumult Growing protests and chaos Tranquillity is necessary If, still fond of life Time to entwine Emotions and patience Facing the stiff challenges The soul may be weary Dreams are necessary To steal from the darkness Some sanity, stealthily Temporarily overshadowed Light will be there If one has to walk Tirelessly through uncertainty Courageously, seeking answers From the ancient … Continue reading Arriving

Strange Time

Unclaimed dreams, maybe, someone abandoned them When the Earth was dimly visible, but the Universe transforming There is a clamour for darkness from lethargic homes Unawakened, uninterested, during a period of uninspiring reality There is less sparkle in the eyes; it has become a lonely dreams Is there anyone who would like to fidget with stranger realities Outside they float around like an apparition trying … Continue reading Strange Time

Gasping

A world gasping for the plight of human troubles Everyone unsettled, every dream affected by turmoil In solitude, I realise my deep connection with the world Not defined by my boundaries, my ideologies Also, shunning those unethical commentaries Beliefs surviving on rhetorical speeches Superstitiously stepping on the principles of the Universe Only by man alone, the course of humanity undermined Affected by indifference, intolerance, discrimination … Continue reading Gasping

Nothing Unusual, But Disconcerting

Bones may not bear the thoughts of ancient times Growing up with a sense of lacking a tradition Adhering to so many images that were uncomfortable Temporal dreams gather and form a cloudy weather It becomes a reality- the senses also feel convenient Of accepting the ephemeral tradition, not of antiquity Contemporary thoughts deficient of timeless purpose Rushing to form an opinion, a complete meaning … Continue reading Nothing Unusual, But Disconcerting

The Contradictions

While I decide to go the other way Something pulls me, interrupts my decision There I wish to live and find a purpose Here, I have comprehended the futility Whether I am being pushed or pulled, I know not On who is behind the contradictions Above restlessness, it is a continuous struggle Difficult distancing myself from both realities While I sit here exasperated and tired … Continue reading The Contradictions

The Possible Distractions

After all the ages have rushed past, the experiences and misadventures, you still cannot navigate the mind’s landscape, because you do not know the path well. Never conscious of the expanding reality, the essence to feel is taken away by hyperexcitation about the external distractions from the not so able minds. They come up with the most divisive and discriminatory ideologies to weaken the relationship … Continue reading The Possible Distractions

Changes Undesired

Recalcitrant ideas try to wear out the intensity of changes A storm waits patiently, gathering the power to uproot resistance Who would want to be propelled to the future with vagueness? Not the foolish idea of progress that essentially depletes the trust Bothered by the ideological shifts- the liberty to oppose values Turning away from the crowd is not cowardice, as alleged A purposeless extension … Continue reading Changes Undesired

Not Every Day

Early morning, smoky screens, filtered light Indifferent time, but irritates the sanity of life Half-awakened posture, not a masterpiece Is it laziness or perfect apathy towards busyness Difficult to know from a reticent fellow One positive outcome is that voices are mellow Filtered the baloney, but some swearing is heard Still preferable, the laid back  observations They are quite keen, incisive, and critical It’s still … Continue reading Not Every Day

Another Day

Everything comes to a grinding halt A systematic pattern that runs it all Fall, through the laboured corridors Complicated intersections of society Different roles with matching thoughts Given an identity to live up to them Mornings greet with new tricks Sets the pace of a day, still unnamed Hoping, that today will be different Not of inconvenienced profits and rush The mirror poses a grave … Continue reading Another Day