Catatonic Time

Caressing the idea of eternity amongst the strong urge to desire the end Waiting for the extreme curve, defying the deified universe All this noise birthed from an unresolved and unresponsive age of anxious acquiring The burden of hoping in an erroneous pattern; it’s everywhere, exposing the fear of confronting time Frantically posturing in a mighty world misaligned, insufficient understanding of transformation, a primordial truth … Continue reading Catatonic Time

Being Awake

Do not be awake to honor the clocks Here and there, measuring life like stern sentinels Sometimes warns us, restricts the adventure Even before I contemplate being a wanderlust Time spies on us, the most ancient spy on earth Confessions of our vulnerability tricked by time Seek healing from time? It knows every grain of secrets Keeps us distracted by the setting up of events … Continue reading Being Awake

What could the Day offer…

Nothing that the day could offer, but life has to wait outside the door like a weary visitor. Each day forms the accordion and blow out the worthy sentiments with force. Discordant notes fill the air with a vengeance, but one cannot complain; while expected to sing along, reiterate, and glorify them, the rhythm is set at a different level. Pure perfumes are drowned in … Continue reading What could the Day offer…