My desires My Space

Sometimes sleep is disguised in mysterious waysEnters the space to despoil my desiresI am careless, they all lay here and thereSome inconvenient dreams are written thereNot some fancy notebooks, but loose white pagesThey are pure freedom, no blemishes of strict linesI decide the structures; of course, I choose the dwelling place for my emotionsFoundations may seem archaic, but they are solidWithout comparisons, the grow strong, … Continue reading My desires My Space

During that Time

Time finds peace during the most chaotic phasesInsufficient feelings perceive the moments to be unyieldingInescapable are the distorted imaginations, effects of a sleepless mindDuring conspiring days when dialogues are untrustworthyContemplated by wild conjectures, trying to devastate the soulsAiming for the imaginary successes of high strung natureCrumbling objects are becoming dangerous projectiles; the facades are not safe anymoreIn one corner of an eccentric space, entirely surrounded … Continue reading During that Time

The Desired Space

Oeuvre of the undisguised heart, at moments of ecstasy Entirely unbridled, expresses the feelings in a joyous rhythm Thoughtless during the most busy times; careless glances at the day Taking the morning away, from the clutches of mundanity To the most safest place, where the wandering imaginations visit A sacred place, amidst a secret location, landscapes of profundity Verdant reflections, resonance of voices from another … Continue reading The Desired Space

Waiting for them to return

Staring curiously at the white spaces, a little twist by the restful fingers, trying to wake up the imaginations in the mind; urge them to wander, transcend the illusions. Sooner, there’s some rhythm in the fingers, words will follow too. The pen isn’t sure now, the insipid ink hopes to lure more passion. Quite exhilarating, the wandering of wild reflections, illumiming the dangerous curves, the … Continue reading Waiting for them to return

Stunned

Thoughts arise from infinite sources Without chronology; resist the idea of deciphering them Caging freedom, fixing them upon circumstances Slapping consequences with overtly critical opinions Time creates jealousy to destroy the sincere pictures Once those moments have vanished from ephemeral Surrendering to the eternal, safe from critical eyes If at all they appear too sophisticated, explore them often Without being burdened by modern constraints Now, … Continue reading Stunned

Realisation

It might be a prudent realisation that one can decide not to read the extraneous thoughts appearing in a string of sentences. Eyes have to adjust to the lengthy pointless meandering, then the mind will have to deal with the exaggerations and tiredness of a language. One can only become adept at a simple translation of a complex metaphor. When thoughts arise, they come with … Continue reading Realisation

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