I Cannot Follow the Stories

You speak in haste and voices change tracks without warning My ears are strained while listening to your stories Before my mind can examine, they get entangled with a new theme It irks me that I cannot listen to you in leisure Go away- travel some more, gather some more stories; carry some patience next time As if your tongue is misdirected by the misdirected … Continue reading I Cannot Follow the Stories

Empty Shore

Everyone abandons the shores in buoyant anticipation The flow seems to have gained a favourable nature It is not contemporary ambivalence, but a current frenzy Shaped by the modernity of those times; it continues Calculations give that immense confidence to surrender Not the waves of forethought, but a vague estimation Also, the boredom of staying in the cocoon of tranquillity Some unseen hands push life … Continue reading Empty Shore

Unsure Days

Some days are just glances, others stay here to scrutinize Their temperament lasts a little longer- Moods sway between tranquillity and unsettled time Prompted by the duality of a day split into ‘either’ and ‘or’ Silently the oars cut through the little undulations On days like these, the mirrors are also confused The reflections are scattered and multiplied erroneously You never decide the colours on … Continue reading Unsure Days

One Cannot Pause

When there is no luxury to pause, the sky changes its temperament  In fleeting moments, the journey takes keen turns; compulsions of subtle changes Even short steps palpitate the heart- one is unprepared  for the destination There fewer chances of listening earnestly and eyes can marvel at the smudged images Folks speak of their inner turmoil; narrates some of the interesting lines from folklore Before … Continue reading One Cannot Pause

Who Knew

It appeared to be a flimsy partition Eyes were curious, neck twitched, and the head decided to peek through It was a buffooning moment, almost devastatingly dense territory A mistaken choice to plunge the head into a viscous reality Who creates these ultimate illusions? Diabolical bastards of a vicious world Eyes stuck now, trying too desperately, neck can’t swivel- no sense of direction Mouth is … Continue reading Who Knew