To Be Really Awake

Lingering doubt about the time this soul really awakens Is it the morning that I can look at leisurely At a time when a world outside is riddled with unreasonable doubts It takes time and patience to recognize my presence After a hiatus, ensconced in  a comfortable darkness I think of escaping the suffering emanating from the chaos Searching for a nothingness, comforting emotions, and … Continue reading To Be Really Awake

Brief, But True Moments

For a brief moment, the murkiness was washed away by early light Only to awake and rush towards the pristine scenery; absorbing the tranquility Daring to stay positive in a  transient time that brings happiness Unforgettable vibes of ancient awakening still rhythms through Whoever has drifted and chosen otherwise to believe in a continuum of darkness Preached about struggles, and how banished all those beautiful … Continue reading Brief, But True Moments

Not The Real Reflections

Magical it feels, to look here and there, everywhere Feels transparent, the events that unfold… but rarely so As if something is missing; a part of life in oblivion The night may feel like day and days filled with darkness Early celebrations at those events rarely continue Perceptions and desires of inherent emptiness Moments decline the ultimate kind of euphoria Thoughts of unfulfilled dreams last … Continue reading Not The Real Reflections

Not Aligned

While everything dissolves so easily in the murkiness All the particles lose their consciousness… mere blurriness Esoteric desires are pure; cannot be compared with present times Existing on different plane of consciousness- not destined to meet Greedy hands want to reach for the galaxies, understand the stars Another yearning, a sinister one, to witness their destruction Heavenly bodies do not align anymore to birth a … Continue reading Not Aligned

Fragile Dreams

Fragile shell, of which, the shattered pieces are strewn there Couldn’t bear the tenacious lies; prevalent through the seasons Every Spring the heart reflects on a new dream, but distant it remains Somehow, they rush towards the untimely winter… frozen melancholy It is man’s laborious work to deny the visions of the Maker The kind of consciousness amplifies anthropomorphic distortions Often, the hasty journeys carry … Continue reading Fragile Dreams

Your Questions

As there are no plausible replies to the genuine queries Timeless ardour has settled elsewhere; there are only voids Indiscernible time wearies the nobility- only empty promises Initially, there are no guilty feelings, only euphoric desires Somewhere, deep down, there are docile pleasures Pretentious communications fail to convince the soul There is nothing to be bewildered anymore… only usual worries Unanswered questions, incarcerated heart, and … Continue reading Your Questions

Lost Moments

Sometimes you forget too easily… it can be an inevitable circumstance Losing track of all the necessary feelings; some sinister magical spell, maybe There are other urgent thoughts to attend to, even if they are ordinary Rare occasions when the sky is tinged with blood orange hues… it’s another sign Of approaching darkness, without the ostentatious display of emotions Quiet changes are misunderstood- it is … Continue reading Lost Moments

Unnecessary Ridicule

Absolve the soul of unnecessary ridicule Unable to yield to the conspiracies Through numerous unplanned journeys Out of desperation and restlessness Whose fault is it to venture? None of those dreams troubled thee It was the rush to possess something else An affinity to roam the darkness Erasing the directions and guidance Befouled languages crush communications Life on an uncontrollable flame Struggles of a soul … Continue reading Unnecessary Ridicule

The Chances

That which is being sought by the assembly of blurry dreamers Know not, the possibilities of the world that dawns Not even contemplating about the probabilities One thread that is being held on to, now unwound from the spool Chances of the daily thoughts getting entangled There are myriad changes blinking feebly for a while Like the ephemeral dreams across the unfortunate landscape The behemoth … Continue reading The Chances