Silenced Silence

Licentious silence; irresolute words wave through these phases Sometimes, never anxious, the uncomfortable calm troubles the garrulous Anticipating the over-anxious tongue to slur through the speeches Asking man to bear the troubles ignited by the unthoughtful elements Tested by the choleric world- an unsettled being choosing many characters Durable chaos, an antithesis to the sublime dreams that are now forgotten folklore Avaricious time, tyrant hearts, … Continue reading Silenced Silence

That Curiosity

When there is a chance to peep into someone’s life The eyes chance upon details deliberately Chances are, they eyes are behind an extremely voyeuristic spyglass Closer, feigning ignorance, start playing on the consciousness That oblivious know it all, after all, a lot has been absorbed Without the conscious knowledge of that someone who was afar Filthy curiosity cannot remain inactive; smears the communication With … Continue reading That Curiosity

Believable

Are the ingenuous lies more believable? For, their ultra craftiness aspire to create surreal moments of unbelievable travesty of consciousness Naked lies are attired in ostentatious designs; such hideous display Passion for lies enthuse the offensive senses to create an unbelievable environment of tragic drama The characters’ dialogues reek Like the monstrous hydra mutate to strangulate the hearts with tentacles Hues of shadows dance around … Continue reading Believable

Oblivious

Oblivious captives of the mind, an irony of life unfolds Words are spoken without care, sheathed in unconscious incisiveness Directions of life go haywire and precariously balanced on edges There’s not enough pure love to nourish the ailing intellects Picking up the strewn crumbs of knowledge and feeding the mind Immature revolts are repulsive as they expose the grotesque thoughts An idea of success is being … Continue reading Oblivious

The Procession

Innocent bystanders Lengthy processions Blindfolded followers Minuscule members With sinister plans Designs for twisted alleys This show of followers Will finally lose track In the dark alleys With a sly grin Making inroads Into gullible hearts Soon the bystanders Will join the procession Won’t take long For the Domino effect To uproot everyone To live a planned dream Orchestrated by few © Continue reading The Procession