Comfort in Chaos

A disconcerting contradiction of finding comfort in chaos Absurd ambition! Without losing the centre, of the presence, the sense of being There is a chasm, a sinister void, threatened by the whirlwind, a directionless journey Missing the core essence of existence! Wishing the wild desires like wildfires threatening the landscape I don’t owe you an explanation where I seek comfort, the shore where my destination … Continue reading Comfort in Chaos

The Chosen Loneliness

There is nothing out there as entertaining anymore other than the typical crowd A great synchronized movement, inaudible cacophony that riles up the senses Lenses of vision are scratched and a blurry hope, the hype of artificial lightings to alter the mood Everything around is so hallucinating, mere presence without prescience, false euphoric moments Lonelier tiring days amongst the crowded spaces, as if fighting for … Continue reading The Chosen Loneliness

Denial and The Journey

The strong dose of denialEnough to calm down the frenzyEverything is settled, or, so it seemsWho would have rallied through difficult terrainsLike an adventure predeterminedUnfriendly cold, distant worries of homeSettles deeper, in the trembling bodyEmbracing the feelingsAlso, preparing for the inclement gripFrom every corner of the landLanguages become braverHeld in frosty breathWildly beating heartNow, they are surroundedWith prayers and assurancesThe chants of the land echoesShattering … Continue reading Denial and The Journey

Point of Departure

That core belief from where it all began, the expansion of the concentric symbolisms From a point to a blur, trespassing boundaries, unclear points of arguments, pointed accusations, death over doubts Foundations! They float precariously, buoyed by flimsy beliefs, over that, a grand fabrication Gathering evidences out of the debris 9f failed experimentations; temptations, mediocrity a strange bedfellow That bluster of speeches, pointing fingers, trying … Continue reading Point of Departure

False Familiarity

Familiar experiences, the clichéd outcomes, degree of differences, bent logic and amplified narratives Everything looks realistic, but they are virulent reflections of compromised particles An authoritarian thought process slowly travels through the common consciousness like a stubborn, coagulated fluid They all speak, vehemently force their opinions down the throats of unbelievers- survive on this perilous survival instincts Experiences, your addictive familiarization through sinister experimentation Imbibed … Continue reading False Familiarity

Claustrophobia

The existence delays its rent, it owes a lot to Time, spent force, a delayed start and incoherent response to the morning Almost a fancy disguise to avoid the probing glances of time, a messenger running synchronously with a tired journeyer Out of the fancy little spaces, spilling over to the crowded extravaganza, every little soul claustrophobic within the modern designs Plans, not according to … Continue reading Claustrophobia

Missing Metaphors

Who owns time, take the responsibility of winding them, set them right, straightening time, or looping it around another epoch Only if that would be enough to take the conversations to a different direction, as if cosmic time giving a pulsating push to the consciousness Sullied gardens, ruined paths, detrimental languages and evaporating water-bodies, thirsty souls taking dangerous detours The Sun shines, but it’s fury … Continue reading Missing Metaphors

Furtive Glances

Silence is maligned, typical of a world that fashions the daily clamour of a life spinning uncontrollably All about time, the finest manipulator, the magical nuisance of unseen characters, powerful in the dark, surrendered to the unenlightened world Suspicious crowds, with furtive glances, trust is designed and defined by convenient expectations, a ritual in dark spaces So, all the faces look blurry, none defined by … Continue reading Furtive Glances