Where Light Cannot Reach

Morning fails to reach all the corners of the room That of yesterday, and even earlier, been kept away from everyone Convenient corners are filled with those memories Latticed patters decorate them for some time and leave There is no scope for the morning language to initiate a conversation Those stories have a secret language and a special fragrance Accommodating them and even keeping them … Continue reading Where Light Cannot Reach

The Pigments

While checking the papers, there were some extra pigments It was not about glancing through the words, but also reading them with intent Carefully, the other hues appear magically Travelling through another dimension of my existence Here, my reality is, but there, my reality was- the memories retained the colours Feeling exposed! As if the entire world has transformed into a glass orb Bright lights … Continue reading The Pigments

While Being Away

While there is a fear of locks, they also keep away the intruders Also, the locks have a scornful expression and stare intimidatingly Locksmiths may know the tricks to overpower them and compel them to unlock Crooks learn the magic too; it’s their passion to manipulate them to submission It becomes a mechanical profession of disarming the locks Doors become irrelevant, the disdain vanishes, they … Continue reading While Being Away

Losing the Momentum

Grasp over reality slips away unceremoniously Sometimes there is an effort to hold them back in a stubborn way Mostly they disappear, leaving a sinister trace A backlash of time wakes up the otherwise unfelt existence Without remorse; there is always a sense of unknown anxiety Conveyed to others who are around There is an eerie frequency at which feelings are communicated Somewhere, the deep … Continue reading Losing the Momentum