Where it Leads

The straggling words pull the mind through a maze Unsuspecting mind wandering there was among the crowd Pulled along the damp ground for the desires to be scattered  No, there are no eager hands to nurture them For convenience, the comparisons are laid to rest A world that is embraced by the darkness feels pleasing Sometimes, sprinkled with stars, the only reason to hope Perspectives … Continue reading Where it Leads

Which Direction?

Sinister thoughts can mysteriously bend life towards a sorrowful direction Without counting the days and their uniqueness, the seasons too will pass Considering their fate to follow the rhythm of the celestial route  A journey from morn to night with eyes of the soul being blindfolded Only listen to the cheer, jeer, and subliminal fear; the chants become feverish Chances are, all are wayfarers, who … Continue reading Which Direction?