Not Amusing

Amusements are not amusing anymore Slightest hope to escape the revelry thwarted By the unknown hands that surround like apparitions Outlandish illusions form a kind of reality Beliefs based on their premises The rock-hard pillows, heavy mind, interrupted sleep Dreams and their fragments- only a few scattered Abandoned here and there and trampled Unapologetic feet desecrate the coveted territories Dug up, the terrible times, regenerate … Continue reading Not Amusing

As The Curtains Come Down

Lamenting Sun pulls down the curtains  There is solace to be found in this new found darkness Preferable silence over the discomforting fables Foibles of the day are enough to unsettle the rhythm Spasms! The day contorts due to uncomfortable questions Propositions of scandalous desires Let it all settle down; they will sink deeper and taint Still, this stillness will rescue the advance of such … Continue reading As The Curtains Come Down

Where it Leads

The straggling words pull the mind through a maze Unsuspecting mind wandering there was among the crowd Pulled along the damp ground for the desires to be scattered  No, there are no eager hands to nurture them For convenience, the comparisons are laid to rest A world that is embraced by the darkness feels pleasing Sometimes, sprinkled with stars, the only reason to hope Perspectives … Continue reading Where it Leads

As it Drifts

Troubled relationship with time Frantic hand gestures upsets its feelings Thorny moments wound themselves- like barbed wires Time perpetually swayed by time’s temper Upheavals in reality and sinister transformations Reminisces too calculatingly segregates memories Different apartments- like uncomfortable neighbours they quarrel Mind is a swift drifter; trying to find solace in frantic thoughts Frail glorification of life, and touching those desert plants Means, the fingers … Continue reading As it Drifts

Flawed

Battling the phantom issues; they rise from the land of darkness Enemies were raised from the spiteful imaginations- gone wild, wild, wild The desire to see through the darkness and wishing for a gift for those warriors Messengers with misinterpreted messages and deeply flawed perceptions Waiting for some fiercely breathtaking adventures in the midst of dusty terrains Shrouded in perpetual darkness; closely, the warriors whisper … Continue reading Flawed

Of Those Imaginations

Imaginations become feeble when you allow them to become strangers Eyes favour the undesirable, the barren thoughts seat themselves comfortably Discussing the impulsive change in routes that are unkindly and difficult to traverse Palpitations of the wind, tremulous feelings of the valleys, and widespread neglect No hallowed mornings, lights appear and then melt into some unknown reality Nursing negativity in the bosom; it sighs and … Continue reading Of Those Imaginations

Agonized Nature

Sapless thoughts, like dry vines, cling to the facade Untamed nature offend the feeble heart and its desires Capturing the essence becomes a toiling effort Time vanishes after being banished to some obscure place Wind visits the unknown galaxies; here, life is an impasse An illusion has grown bigger and persistent Stretching the mind with a tremendous force Parched voices scream in a broken language … Continue reading Agonized Nature

We Shape our Future

We aren’t safe behind walls, but we are safer if we trust each other and accept the differences. Storytelling can help all the voices to contribute to humanity’s story. We can all listen and understand our purpose to become aware. The fact that we emphasize the differences and colour them with our illogical perceptions is an impediment to building a bridge to connect different thoughts. … Continue reading We Shape our Future

Testing Time

It was the test of times and the restive moments were conspiring against the docile feelings that were just trying to survive. As if time were plaited uncomfortably with two distinctly opposite sentiments. There isn’t any reason for life to become restless when there are silence and harmony. Still moments always seem to stir the worst possible emotions; as if the mind is caught between … Continue reading Testing Time