Deception

Time fails to respond to the frantic pleas of a lonely visitor Night is motionless, the fresh winds have changed rotues Invisible paths must have guided the friendly voices far away Growing calmness feels indifferent, but thoughts still arise From another dimension of the mind, trying to reason An ancient language probably or some mysterious dialect Of unvisited lands, where their spirits cared of traditions … Continue reading Deception

Unforgettable

Forgotten seasons wrapped in delicate months Only in dreams and imaginations they become alive Solemn creativity describes them in cheerless words A long and tiring wait for the reticent life in this posture Strange feelings from that antithetical position Altering the shape of the spine and shifting the soul There is a lot of chaos within but words are puny Ineffective for the clamorous environment … Continue reading Unforgettable

Random Lines

The random lines across the silent zones Unworldly patterns of the mind trying to explore Other dimensions of existence; in an intense adventure Tropical emotions raised from the landscapes Often, the nighttime is the best phase for mishanthrop Elsewhere, there are streams of other sentiments Channeling the rapid changes along the course Sometimes fierce, sometimes docile, lost in phases One does not have the perfect … Continue reading Random Lines

It’s Quiet

At the quietest hour it escapes from darkness’s possession Its anonymity helps find the passage toward the everyday ritual Waiting to feel that cosmic spark, to ignite with benevolent light From the embrace of life and sleep and frolicking dreams A serpentine demarcation between reality and illusion In a fetal position, life wakes up from another conscious separation Into the most peaceful world, wordless, without … Continue reading It’s Quiet

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

Reclining

The woolly patterns warm the sky It is a chilly morning unwilling to wake up Wrapped in a comfortable darkness This warm feeling of anonymity and timelessness Labouring through the day feels annoying After a sudden resurgence of worldly emotions Breathing peacefully looking in a mellow home Time feels abundant, assuring, and friendly The images collapse against each other A new marvel of hazy colours … Continue reading Reclining

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

Beyond Structures

From where they emerge is an enigma- uncontrolled dilemma Blind spots, psychological delirium, and unresponsive behaviour If the world of introspection is under duress, thoughts dictate Incapable of imagining beyond the usual consciousness Every structure is thought to have a shape- warped they may be A contrived pattern of thoughts densify reality- perceptions matter Strident opinions do not have the depth and conscious articulation Languages … Continue reading Beyond Structures

Ambiguity

Darkness isn’t enough to hide the misdeeds anymore Light has become feebler, compromised… nothing is sacrosanct Touching the most intimate thoughts imprudently Hope has a harrowing definition… defeat is not appalling Befriending the enemies, chasing away the benevolent ones Nature’s become scarily silent in the morning Love has lost that passion… hearts flee because of comparisons Trying to cope with these unnatural changes Doubt has … Continue reading Ambiguity