Fading Somewhere

A sulking evening is held feebly by the fading light Stories of a day frivolously spent narrate only spite Always a trembling insincerity while visiting a place Celebrations everywhere, but the heart has a grimace Azure skies have been less hopeful earlier in the day Distressed feel from a journey of travellers who stray Slanting light flows into a tremulous and loosened earth Traveller’s memories … Continue reading Fading Somewhere

As The Curtains Come Down

Lamenting Sun pulls down the curtains  There is solace to be found in this new found darkness Preferable silence over the discomforting fables Foibles of the day are enough to unsettle the rhythm Spasms! The day contorts due to uncomfortable questions Propositions of scandalous desires Let it all settle down; they will sink deeper and taint Still, this stillness will rescue the advance of such … Continue reading As The Curtains Come Down

From Evening to Dawn

Crimson worries, rhythmical silence notes down secretly The calligraphic notes brushed finely by the excellent winds Language divine, pacify them- the heart feels assured for now Dusk covers everything like the loving concern of a mother Says, “sit here as long as you wish, but settle the worries” Tonight, before the long walk back home, feel confident Tired legs must walk towards the bed with … Continue reading From Evening to Dawn

Uneasy Confluence

The evenings aren’t content, yesterday, and today too In between, the day plunged due to the diurnal routine Darkness grumbles about the spaces being ceded casually There is no one to allay the fears that gather courage Turbulent shadows hum the sinister subliminal tune Fumes the nature of change- horizon blazes ominously The paths are unsure and life chases across dim alleys Built on so … Continue reading Uneasy Confluence

Ever-Changing

The restrained grey waves crawl towards the oceanic blue Eyes gaze for hours to determine the patterns across a confluence Frankly, the winds have stopped somewhere to playfully steer them It’s not gloominess, but the unhurried moments require patience Time feels like a sedative that numbs the senses to feel that eternity Observe keenly, the shapes advance or magically alter their form As if this … Continue reading Ever-Changing