Collective consciousness bleached with hyperbolic sentiments Where reasonable sentiments are pushed by those once friendly hands They change with the way of the world and a new era of misapprehension So many characters willingly become the pivot Not being liberal, but sway with the gust of transformed ideologies Taken from the behemoth disasters of the bygone eras A time comes when the needle needles the … Continue reading Where it Leads
Everyone abandons the shores in buoyant anticipation The flow seems to have gained a favourable nature It is not contemporary ambivalence, but a current frenzy Shaped by the modernity of those times; it continues Calculations give that immense confidence to surrender Not the waves of forethought, but a vague estimation Also, the boredom of staying in the cocoon of tranquillity Some unseen hands push life … Continue reading Empty Shore
Thoughts skid across the awkward mind There are times when the mind is preoccupied with insane ideas Well, even the days could give up talking to the solitary one They say, “Leave him alone, as we are not allowed to peek.” Whether it is their curiosity or obstinacy to eavesdrop on someone What would it take to teach some etiquette to the indiscreet days? For … Continue reading Rushing Through
The supposed lines drawn by the guides Are we supposed to stay within that premise? The conversations with them may sound wrong All their abbreviated feelings inadequate Being deliberately cryptic about them When there are roads you can choose to travel Why ask them for directions? Across the lengthy passageways and dark caverns The premise through which you are guided A feeling of dispiritedness creeps … Continue reading The Guides
Oh no! There was a rush, I was pushed ahead Or, I moved without my consent, when time was not on my side These are regular moments where I lose my footing But with that stoic expression, I have to look poised No one is concerned; I feel no one is even aware of me When I fill that space with my awkward posture It … Continue reading The Rush
Creative commotion is quite common, but we may not realise the contradictions that arise due to the confabulations. Apart from the constant debates, quite cunning at times, there could be a tussle in connivance with a contrary ideology. Curiosity takes an ominous turn in the midst of muddled times! Creativity dismantles the status quo and urges the collective disturbances to laboriously travel through the unknown … Continue reading The Commotion and Peace
We look at a story, as a stranger does, after arriving at a new city; with curiosity and awe or instant dislike. It takes some time to absorb the essence of a new destination where the story originates from. An introvert’s narrative is mysterious and disguised in metaphorical embellishments. It is not the language barrier, but the inability to connect with the sentiment, history, and … Continue reading The Story of Stories
It requires a self-determined mind to cultivate your thoughts, only that is your own, which is not affected by biases. When it is time to consolidate your thoughts, do not give on to the immense pressure of diluting the individuality with majoritarianism. It is foolishness to feel privileged in an environment that changes every millisecond. The particles which compose a thought are unique in that … Continue reading When Thoughts are Determined
Between parentheses of silence, the past and present meet Some occurrences are meant to be; how they can be Different worlds lean towards their susceptibilities Nurtured and loved in spite of the scorns and thorns Between silence, the defeated and wary settle down Crafty glances- the learnings from a deceitful world Work does not work but fatigues the sincere passions The structures and infrastructures- metaphorical … Continue reading Uncanny Silence
An open-air theatre; the sounds of a poetic rendition would travel the farthest Such freedom of rhythm born in the heart Today, it will be an extravagant moment for them to seek with sincerity Let it be the unrestrained melody with a rare control over eternity Everything will disappear- the fear, anguish, and city’s laborious movement There will be no measured breath, but only rejoices … Continue reading The Rare Moments
