The Thoughts Arise

The thoughts ariseBut man cannot think themselves out of themDefective patterns, daily trials, by an unknown forceNothing can be discussed anymore without the volatile responsesEager eyes, not anymore, lascivious visionsLooking for the darkest hours to evoke unsettling dreamsThe thoughts ariseMan cannot rein in the urge to imagineProvocative and out of controlTypical replies, a culture that has been numbingTo each other they lie, disguise in the … Continue reading The Thoughts Arise

Unreliable

No, these are not grandiose times Everything happens according to the time A habit, controlled by a powerful world Exaltation of a different reality here It burns; the body cannot bear the heat Dehydrated minds unable to nurture feelings Heartbeats echo the scared moments Very few precious things to possess Lamentations of unholy transformations Worldly possessions disintegrate Before they appeared like an apparition Killed the … Continue reading Unreliable

How it Starts

A morning diluted with an extra dosage of bitterness Its fate is decided by the incidents that a world experiences Throughout the night, of relentless pain on humanity Honey, for extra sweetness, crystallised and quite stubborn What yields of nature, of which humans too, have done? The weather, the patterns of cynical transformations Roots deprived of nutrition and the soil of ancient toil News knocks … Continue reading How it Starts

Perceptions of a Performer

The roads have become smoother, but the journey has become more complicated compared to the past. One does not feel like a traveller anymore, but more of a compulsive being who moves ahead; these days, the roads disappear more frequently, new ones appear rather hastily, and one has to adjust the rhythm of the steps like a professional novice trying to be an expert. Somehow, … Continue reading Perceptions of a Performer

What could the Truth be?

When something becomes truth because it is conveniently comparable and the entire idea can be suitably placed with other ideas. The puzzling theory is that the pattern of truth should replicate the perception, acceptance, and feasibility; at times, their correspondence with the community, the acceptable language is also a criterion to choose them. Often, there are sketchy ideas of truths; from the observed, absorbed, and … Continue reading What could the Truth be?

The Awkwardness

The awkward silence, furtive glances, uneasy shifting, and contorted feelings “Once upon a time…” is a vague introduction, quite common for a fairytale Whose denouement is a contrived happy feeling- language-legerdemain A creative way of colouring the similarities in all ages, but there’s no jubilant triumph The continual disparity, depravity of few, like a chain that locks itself around the next episodes Temerity erupts from … Continue reading The Awkwardness

Excluding

We are actively trying to conform, to learn what is being taught, to impress those who wish to listen to their narratives being reinforced one sentence and theories at a time. After giving up the intentions of understanding what we desire to learn from uninfluenced sources of the universe. Failing to grasp the nature of learning and understanding weaken the prospects to be free. Free from the ideologies and isms of life that have been pressing on the conscience for … Continue reading Excluding

Perspectives

The perspectives of a busy world dislike the aesthetics of wasting time   It’s these introspective times when soul levitates away from the abysses   How soulful the soul feels depend on the creative ways of avoiding time   A lifestyle in contrast to the big cities that shouts freedom in disarray   Conformity feels devastated because someone stood up to their arrogance   The … Continue reading Perspectives

Dreams Maybe

A city sprouts magically To the demands and stares Branches of dreams Modern day wizardry Cauldron of ideas Fueled by absurdities Dream or no dream Borrowed or defined lazy Uncaring, not to participate In the madness Therefore, a chance To abdicate to the powers Fanciful networks Busy streets are complicated Housemates are clueless No more reflections From lost sheen of life Normalcy of busyness Creating … Continue reading Dreams Maybe