Enfeebled

No one can be compelled to interpret the meanings Sometimes, there are none, only beautifully crafted Lengthy composition with a hint of elitist utterances Plucked from the esoteric world, dampened with gloom A strange attraction, splashes of unfathomable ink Of whose composition and chemical nature is unknown Toxic, from the dormant days, it spoils the fragile pages Conquering feelings that are precious, with a venom … Continue reading Enfeebled

Fortune

I cannot work my way through the erratically shapeshifting labyrinth From the physical to the banal From reality to the pinnacle of absurdity From objectification through vacuous theories It is too much of a burden, a stressed job of being repetitive Which type of fortune can spring from that reality? The minds are being shaped by cultures of distinct patterns Constrained and urged to surrender … Continue reading Fortune

It’s an Arduous Journey

Difficult it is to appreciate the beauty of infinitesimal realities They cannot be amplified with human imaginations  Until they possess the magical ability to intensify the senses  Being spectacular spectators of a reality that is being scripted Reading the weak words with an indescribable ability to tweak consciousness Of poetic splendours and eloquence, there is another dimension of poetics Translating the incredibly potent world that exists … Continue reading It’s an Arduous Journey

The Hand

The hand can be creative Sow seeds of hope with words Watch feelings bloom Spirited ink inspire the roots Of letters that read to the heart Touching universe’s beauty Hand blessed with eternity Soundless moments of Earth It’s a parallel reality in lines The defeat of Behemoth Freedom reclaimed Verses are too profound Awaken the ears Invoke the mighty minds Hand is revered Closing the … Continue reading The Hand