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

Last Taste

Waiting for the slow dribble of remnants, of feeble emotions Once gained momentum like the gust from an unknown world Irresistible, after the defenses were breached by the strong spirits Entered life with a purpose, but the seasons changed abruptly Without the warning of the approaching challenges, the ensuing struggles Once adorned with fresh garlands, but they withered and vanished Like fragile particles that would … Continue reading Last Taste

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

Not Vacant Anymore

Vacant spaces, feels weird, when there are plenty of hopeless thoughts Waiting to occupy the serenity and tranquility in a rapid movement Initiated by that chaos; imagined by restless minds, during antithetical time Feels ordinary at first glance, but their baneful desires are undercurrents Flowing dangerously through the underground passages, creating deep fissures Grinding against the silence, the indiscriminate decay is a premonition No one … Continue reading Not Vacant Anymore

Passive Voices

Passive voices earnestly chooses a time to speak urgently About that moment, when everything was dark, and sounds faint An unrest became too much to bear silently; abrasive feelings Hurt even more, when that time chose to stir up a controversy While facing the mirror, the enduring faces and expressions revisited Your expressions had no meaning and became feeble When the other contours became sterner, … Continue reading Passive Voices

Conflicting Spaces

Narrowest spaces may be the surprising passageways to escape One often wonders about the usual pathways, familiar with the feet Where the mind is spared the troublesome task of seeking a path Life in extended metaphors becomes a meandering read Lost somewhere, the fundamental knowledge, their interpretations Consciousness resembles a spider’s web, strung in a wily pattern A lot of noise, inaudible abuses get trapped; … Continue reading Conflicting Spaces

Unkind Hours

The night, extremely nervous, trembles at the first appearance of light Rolls up like an unclean curtain that obfuscated the dreams for too long In all this, the little events, like unkind apparitions, hovered around A world feels distressingly silent on the circumstances of man’s trouble Feeble supporting voices vanish like mysterious smoke, stifled breathing Scarlet skies are not the reflections of untroubled radiance or … Continue reading Unkind Hours

Grim Feelings

Hope cannot sieve itself anymore through clogged screens Stirrings are ominous for those who can feel the subtle affectations Deceitful slumber paralyses the entire rhythm each day Yesterday’s dreams still malign every little sprout of hope Temporary seasons, early beliefs of their ascendancy Busy working through the trials and unsettling challenges Restrained air behaves like an alarming enemy When wings flutter no more and softness … Continue reading Grim Feelings

Overshadowed

Occasional congregation of the clouds Grumbling at the despairing landscapes Thirsty eyes frequently stares at the sky Time has etched a difficult pattern One cannot revisit the earlier moments Aching hearts unburden fine feelings Shallow craters do not hold much woes Escapes maddeningly towards oblivion Not that rainy days have arrived yet Only the horizon looks threathening Angry lightning annihilate unseen places Long before one … Continue reading Overshadowed

Obsession

Only if those obsessions with the relentless illusions would stop Always a grand falsehood, but nothing to hold them together Insanity of a habitual nature that shaped the sphere of chaos Of burden, fear, vengeance, illicit feelings, actions deplorable Before love can flourish, emotions can try searching for the souls Rushes in the evils of rogue sentiments approved by a sinister world Tender mornings feel … Continue reading Obsession