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

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

What are the Chances

Are they really breathing or rehearsed replies to the prodding of time? It is not the fairy tales, but the real struggles that are contemplating a language Not fair that the restricted expressions often are breathing artificially Time is debatable, but the dilemma weighs more on the mind Truth is being replicated and forced to rehearse the contemporary deductions Their reduced effectiveness and incoherent explanations … Continue reading What are the Chances

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

The Interruptions

There are many interruptions between the source and empty spaces Lengthy detours across strange sentiments Finally lands vaguely, uninspired, and without an invitation For that time has long gone and their relevance is diminished Time is heavy on the restructuring of the faults and anomalies Advanced steps on the sacred territories are disastrous Not guided by the right stars, and words reflect that confusion Possessed … Continue reading The Interruptions

Dull Narrative

How fascinating the day would have been if there were no untruths Dreams could have pursued the golden hues and chased eternity Time has pranked us into believing the entire narrative of subservience Our will imposed on nature too, and the yield lacks the aroma of the wild Inherent will has been altered by the malevolent instructions Compelled to believe in the limitations, weaknesses, and … Continue reading Dull Narrative

Inspiration

Who brings you those words? It could be the reflections- beyond your usual stroll Or, the distractions of certain memories which linger still Deep meditations or energised arguments This world full of possibilities, dreams, and paths Also, the antithesis where there is no freedom at all Switching between realities and transformations Mostly, the cliches consume the time Only the sly passages are available to escape … Continue reading Inspiration

Being Mislead

The mind develops a swagger Thinks about the jokes it can unleash Out on the streets of consciousness There will be spectators Lots of clapping and enthusiasm too Obstinate breath stifles the air A serenity street becomes a market Those in uniforms keep a watch Others look mismatched as their thoughts Too much of delusional confidence Everyone lured to this attendance Loose talk and curses … Continue reading Being Mislead