Is There a Way?

There are not enough pleasant ways to look at things Among the disorderly objects- once objects of desire Greedily produced, without the order of love and consciousness Obliquus visions, the reasons seem to descend with frolick Fear thrown into the chaos for them to battle insanely Like intruders, they destroy the dreams and nights become sinister It’s a commitment to pleasure the devil- their calamitous … Continue reading Is There a Way?

Feeble Images

Not the diminishing darkness Persistent shades of it’s rusty feelings stays Avows its decisions to smear the brightness Day starts with a sense of feebleness Dreams intruded the sleep with grim images Where every event pulls you down The fierceness of the visions Periodic paralysis of the vibrant thoughts Hopes flailing against the deluge Time behaves like quicksand There’s no way one can flee the … Continue reading Feeble Images

Unseen

If we could really see How many can really see through the barriers? Only the loudest colours appeal to the eyes There is that trembling within Warning of the misguided brightness Painted over all the lies and misdemeanours Time corrodes the surfaces It takes patience to see the misfortune Over which the dreams were resting How many pause to see even that? Repugnance on faces … Continue reading Unseen

Disappearing

Of all that has disappeared, who will speak for them At this hour, when days are erroneously amplified Offered as an unwanted gift, intruding the morning The Sun speaks rather harshly, setting the tone Scorching emotions ignite the latent intolerance Amongst all, the eyes have witnessed ghastly images Vanishing pools reflect the pernicious realities Trickles of hope, somewhere settled deeper Nights give them hope, they … Continue reading Disappearing

Helplessness

Waiting for something, the eyes are wide open Slumberous souls entangled in a wily web of time For a few moments the first light looks pleasant Insurmountable losses flow like coarse grains of sand Adjusting to the new language, a kind of consolation Emotions jostle there, deep in the soul, repentantly Nothing more to gather around the grave ditches Faint borders, but steely resolve of … Continue reading Helplessness

The Wild Pace

No path to follow, it’s been way ahead, a journey guided by dreams There have been reflections all along, of all the changes from life arose In between the seasons, the pauses were barely noticeable by passersby An unawake world nudging the quaint spaces, upon which chaos prevails Of earlier creations, from the desires that have been eccentricities Wakeful hours dismantled, time gyrating in a … Continue reading The Wild Pace