Crossing Paths

Emotions running across the unsafe wilderness There is no choice! To choose freedom for them amidst the chaos Scary, being hurled in a viewless reality, dashing toward fatal surrender Now the morning grips the soul with an unfriendly embrace Hovering ravens know of a cryptic secret, hovering like a premonition While in this idleness, so many feelings have crossed each other Oblivious of each other, … Continue reading Crossing Paths

The Dissonance

The chorus of discursive fragments pause little longer than expected Their unabashed lingering does not yield any powerful discourse Sifting among the strewn frustrate the eagerly seeking hands Only a handful of dust and crusts of incoherent meanings As if under a mysterious spell, the wayward wandering, fondness for veering off Yelling at the day won’t upset it, but the mind will feel agitated At … Continue reading The Dissonance

Washed Away

There is no discord, but probably being ignored for a while upped the annoyance Who shall intervene for a reconciliation between the aggrieved day and brooding feelings? The day is flickering now; it’s time for a moist evening to absorb the melancholic sentiments Getting drenched is a desire if the clouds would be generous enough tonight Is it going to be another struggle to see … Continue reading Washed Away