Reality beyond Reality

It feels great to live in a reality that is still a secretExists in my imagination, no one can smudge it anyhowFeels like I have crossed the boundaries after transformationThere are no conclusions, only flashes of new consciousnessWhere possibilities exists through dimensional changesEach day, entering through a portal; welcomed with new revelationsNo walls, no hidden chambers and trapdoors, only infinite opennessSoul looks forward to journey … Continue reading Reality beyond Reality

Radio Silence

Not even a whistle as the wind blows through the idlenessShadows have been playful, they play hide n seekNot really a daydream, but a slice of another realityWithin, everything is quiet, now less curious about tomorrowIt comes…wish, silence was more meaningfulQuaint reflections, only glimpses, nothing substantialNothingness being amplified, but consciousness is enjoying a recessWorried about those stories- they may vanish without a traceStoryteller’s fear is … Continue reading Radio Silence

Common

Sometimes the simplest of gestures puzzles usTruth feels disgustingly surprisingCoarse words without emotional rhymes feel sweeterWithout the knowledge of nurturing lifeIt’s common to release the passionate embraceNature seems unnatural; finding solace between fragile timeSways that bridge, it won’t allow them to passProbably there resides Shangri-La, the mystical clouds are secretiveLike the Mother who is angry on the child, a punishment Till they mend their behavior, … Continue reading Common

Above and Beyond the Walls

As many walls stood between territoriesOf foundations dug deeper than the misunderstandingMended, when they bent or broke, even been conquered throughVisions walled, dreams that never grew taller than the hatredEnthusiasm of masons, the firm resolve to protect mythsThose scaled by adventurous pacifists were pushed on the other side”You don’t belong”, unaware, that the roots have weakened the foundationSome portions scooped out, to watch a cinema … Continue reading Above and Beyond the Walls

Repetitions Gain Momentum

Sometimes the proximity and familiarity with the future questions the past The past has either failed miserably or proven itself to be friendly Given some memories, also, prepared for the future, with a terse reminder of course Don’t lose the course, drift away with flimsy reasonings, or surrender to unreasonable depths Or, lose the soul and exist with a frame, a constitution with weakened senses … Continue reading Repetitions Gain Momentum

Return to Sunsets

Won’t allow the sun to fade before it promises the dreams to break the shackles Waiting to listen to more stories, inspiring, but still struggling to stay afloat They decline to accept defeat, each heartbeat reminds the soul of unfinished stories Hoping to view the unfiltered beauty of nature, experience the passionate expanse of life Away from the influence of mechanical clocks, the schisms of … Continue reading Return to Sunsets

Pitter-patter

On the deserted land, barren and shamed, hoping for the return of pulsation Ears on the ground sometimes, looking East, days collapse on the West’s tired cradle Hopeful of the night, fewer stars, a confused and tired soul wishes a clearer sky Dense consciousness, lonelier stillness, closed eyes and prayers in the heart Waiting to reconnect, retrace the paths forgotten over time, historical blunders Passages … Continue reading Pitter-patter

Approaching Darkness-Another Journey

Eventide returning to the darkness again, another surrender, lonely soul sighs Time takes a pause before hiding the shadows; a quiet existence takes over Repetitive goodbye’s, tired soul reminisces the vanishing memories Darkness reverberates through the altered existence, a coexistence of reflections and contradictions Forced dreams are boring, better still, to stroll the deserted paths No hurried movements there, not even a whisper of influence … Continue reading Approaching Darkness-Another Journey

Sanguine

Equilibrium; the light feels warm today, there is no inertia, fallen dreams wake up Flickering horizon, one isolated viewer with his back resting on a flaky wall Overstretched horizon looks like a spent comet, trails of time bygone Eras making a comeback, riding on new hopes, like a chariot from a mythical world Once upon a time wolfed down time by a black hole, finds … Continue reading Sanguine

Off Balance

If there were no movements would you have found your stability Imaginations never liked stagnating and getting muddled with indistinct thoughts Significant moments of feeling the pulse of change; consciousness learns to balance the momentum Even in stillness, the void expands, responding to the cosmic rhythm Feels like an unknown existence while connecting to the distant hum Even before time existed and nothing was conceived, … Continue reading Off Balance