Obsessed

What is it about too much transparency that is irksome and craved for at the same time How can one hold a dichotomy with steely resilience Trying the best to keep them nearer with a cord Whatever happened to the wisdom to choose with clarity The secret confessions to the obsessions Worlds are colliding and creating dangerous dissenters Reciprocating with banality, rage, and destruction Why … Continue reading Obsessed

Tempestuous Times

Time forgets to reach out to the auspicious moments The idle reaches of those fictitious promises fail to impress There are barren stretches through which fiery paths run Treacherous deals fill the contemptible crucibles of gilded fame Tempers soar across the cluster of hungry abodes; it’s a shame Turning against the great odyssey, the tracks have been burnt Timorous lot raise their voice to intimidate … Continue reading Tempestuous Times

The Boy

The boy could only stand between the light source to cast a feeble shadow on the ground. His silence was perceived to be his weakness, and his slender structure was inappropriate for the chaotic world. A world that plunges into a dangerous phase of conflicts that swallow the bravest. His eyes swallow the dangerous images in a stoic manner. Benumbed by the repeated lashes of … Continue reading The Boy