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

The Struggle is Real

Living yourself, only with your dreams can be a lonely strugglePressured into adopting an image, a character defined by societyPeople complain if masks when rarely they get an honest replyLove damaged by vagueness until all the layered disguises wear off Not in a lifetime, may be luckier if you probe deeperStrange, when eccentricities turn into a diabolical game While born, the soul begins its struggle … Continue reading The Struggle is Real

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

Rare Moments

When Time springs to life and I feel that I exist, in a reality still preserved It’s rarely true when life is not defined by common approvals, only if I trust their agreement An escape from the common desires, not tired anymore from the compulsory contracts Constructing a dwelling out of pure freedom where I can dream Suffering from perceptions is not my deal, and … Continue reading Rare Moments

After the Shadows

The world blinks, it’s momentary, even evades our consciousness Shadows slink and move towards an oblivious horizon Skipping a beat, the heart beckons the mind, a timid response from an hyperbolic instance Without realizing the shift in instincts from the overburdened reality Nothing is realistic, noting down some variety of deviance Rising degrees of conflicts, a perpetual delusion off the hazy landscape Feels unreal, but … Continue reading After the Shadows

Fractured Dimensions

A strange feeling sweeps my consciousness towards another reality Feels alien here, the silence that I absorb makes me realize a truth O Heaven! It’s been eons that I have distanced myself, for my experiences were like a mirage Staring at the time I had spent, now they appear rare, like a mirage Perspectives of fractured dimensions, the sins of differences between me and my … Continue reading Fractured Dimensions

Impaled Silence

Fevered days with tired pace, tired shadows rests upon a spent world Rugged surfaces, sudden screeches, faltering promises, people grappling with misunderstood truths Common heretics follow the fallow ideas, whereas, the real thinkers are perturbed with adulterated silence Disgraced with volatile ideas, haven for compulsive liars, of snake oil sellers Silence skewered with raging criticisms, a time twisted and sinewy, ragged reasoning, unreasonable demands Of … Continue reading Impaled Silence