Hysteria

Grappling with time and a world that blooms in an astral pattern Occasional dreams of the truth that bends the reality of this existence Minor jolts along the crisscrossing fault lines, like a giant palm showing the fate Mapping with the universe in the most dense night of trembling fear Dreams are replaced in the hysteria of a transforming reality, sleep is still a delusion … Continue reading Hysteria

Is There a Way?

There are not enough pleasant ways to look at things Among the disorderly objects- once objects of desire Greedily produced, without the order of love and consciousness Obliquus visions, the reasons seem to descend with frolick Fear thrown into the chaos for them to battle insanely Like intruders, they destroy the dreams and nights become sinister It’s a commitment to pleasure the devil- their calamitous … Continue reading Is There a Way?

The Loss, the Devalued Journey

Its that you possess is being taken away Leaving you with fewer senses and weaker consciousness Distracted and disillusioned by the energetic contradictions Now the feeble thoughts do not inspire any actions Not vigilant anymore during the daily trials Of a fate surrendered or snatched away by dark shadows Watered down language cannot protest the accusations Diminished path of weary travelers against a parched landscape … Continue reading The Loss, the Devalued Journey

The Wild Pace

No path to follow, it’s been way ahead, a journey guided by dreams There have been reflections all along, of all the changes from life arose In between the seasons, the pauses were barely noticeable by passersby An unawake world nudging the quaint spaces, upon which chaos prevails Of earlier creations, from the desires that have been eccentricities Wakeful hours dismantled, time gyrating in a … Continue reading The Wild Pace

Is this a New Awakening

My curled up days, the fetal position, when days give a slender chance Stubborn chill the amplified shrill amidst a silent uprising of desires Staring at the primeval fears when cosmic churning are vigorous Blank spaces have become aggressive and possessive, it a wild chase Up there, beyond the clouds, much deeper into the celestial abyss Change of consciousness, a new plan is written on … Continue reading Is this a New Awakening

Crossing Paths

Emotions running across the unsafe wilderness There is no choice! To choose freedom for them amidst the chaos Scary, being hurled in a viewless reality, dashing toward fatal surrender Now the morning grips the soul with an unfriendly embrace Hovering ravens know of a cryptic secret, hovering like a premonition While in this idleness, so many feelings have crossed each other Oblivious of each other, … Continue reading Crossing Paths