A sulking evening is held feebly by the fading light Stories of a day frivolously spent narrate only spite Always a trembling insincerity while visiting a place Celebrations everywhere, but the heart has a grimace Azure skies have been less hopeful earlier in the day Distressed feel from a journey of travellers who stray Slanting light flows into a tremulous and loosened earth Traveller’s memories … Continue reading Fading Somewhere
It is not darknesse’s fate to melancholy hold In its bosom, and cries of an unfulfilled world Tired souls can shake off a tiring feeling Such an hour need not be full of mournful wishes Consciousness can awaken with positive omen Bidding adieu to tales of unworthy storytellers Choosing to be silent and a universal dweller Anguishes can lessen the sanctity of time Oh! This … Continue reading Where We Dwell
Lights have been long gone Glitches of time or modernity struck by lightning Complete darkness; an evening flinches Used to flashiness and bytes of noisy media Candles that have been forgotten Kept away in a dark corner- just a fancy buying Now, it becomes essential To rush towards that nondescript place Nervous fingers tackle the forgotten items Once lit, they seem magical; medieval too It … Continue reading Dispel the Darkness
So many dreams stumble during the inclement darkness They emerge with gaiety with the hope of meeting the first rays of dawn What happens at the hours shrouded in mystery? Many of them are forced to be abandoned midway along the blurry paths Some of them wander on their own Guided by the cosmic instincts, but they find their destination elsewhere Whoever is awake, and … Continue reading Where the Dreams Go
Waking up to the frail lights Talking in hushed tones Everything seems sleepy all around A weak day is uninspiring Reluctant to leave the bed Soul’s disinclined to walk along Under the canopy of frailness The stillness is only within Life never pauses but progresses Amidst stale feelings and frailness Somewhere, it must be brighter Compared to this dimension Silence births new consciousness Weak lights … Continue reading Difficult Morning
Rushing towards the morning without taking off the night’s robe Waiting for the first hint of light after a gruelling debate with worries They were eager to write an epitaph without the flair for that language Unwilling to emend the phrases and pauses; they felt so inappropriate First glances of light erased the sense of gloomy deliberation of night The eyes were waiting to decipher … Continue reading Rushing towards a Dawn
The morning always comes back Defeating the bitter darkness with its light Honeyed warmth kiss the freshness There is an eternal breath Wings too; they appear to be angelic All that is empty is filled with hope Even deserted streets have some visitors Slow paces and trepidation- feet leads to a fate As the light passes through the eyes It ignites an unusual passion in … Continue reading Dawn- An Awakening
Looking intensely at the sage light of eternity It’s not the poet’s eyes that runs the course today Clearly, the spirit did not enter unwillingly The dense savageness looks fatigued and defeated It is not about recalling the dreams during sleep Memories fade from the deepest layers of the mind Sometimes it feels like an unintentional push From the valley of false tranquillity towards a … Continue reading The Intense Light
Some mornings are not morning enough! The dichotomy, whether it is in the thoughts or in the perception, splits the character of a morning into two conflicting characters. The characteristic of a man, who has not dreamt well and had ogres visiting them with odd signs, can become tipsy with the potent chaos. Staring at the morning for more than its promised stay will drag … Continue reading Sceptical Morning and Detours
Waiting to be in the cradle that sways beyond time To reach out to the farthest dreams before anyone can The verdant and azure images feel like a dream painting In a new light, born again, from a reverie Just being awake did not feel right to the soul Wishing to be cradled again- the fluent feel gives hope A different melody, mesmeric time of … Continue reading The Dream
