Curves of Darkness

Darkness does not feel repetitive…dull morning, detachedDays, like addiction, influence the course of lifeSome force dents the vague boundaries Blunt words kill emotions; yet, passions uncontrolled spurs lifeSeeds of discontent, wild desires tamed transform withinArrested between the roots and their sinister wayward waysToday, if I ask someone, “what’s life?”, I find myself mired in minority complex There are no truthful replies, various modifications of liesDamned … Continue reading Curves of Darkness

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

Waiting Longer- Hope Etched in Horizon

Longer nights with uncomfortable dreamsAppear those apparitions, looking at unconscious soulSurprisingly, the mornings swiftly enter with another chapterAn emptiness so flushed, an irritated soul, tired, still fumbles Fewer birds to greet nowadays, forlorn trees reminisces the past There is a disconnect; an urge to retrieve the truth diedProbably, an early winter can hibernate life- hoping to transformOnly if Springs were beautiful again, unblemished and vibrantThose … Continue reading Waiting Longer- Hope Etched in Horizon

Rare Moments of Beauty

Some flowers bud and withers before bloom Never to dream again, withered, before fallen again Drooping branches, sign of resignation of nature Tired enough; no passersby, or even some who could caress the beautyToo much to bear, the early boon given away easilySleep, some souls never dream of waking amidst the untimely interruptionRare notes of beauty and it’s fragrance visits the quietest nightWhen moon settles … Continue reading Rare Moments of Beauty

Manipulative Darkness

Night exploits the timorous light while the universe is busy surrendering As reality blends into a blinding cavern, to never appear again Tomorrow will be hidden like a secret message, yields it not to everyone, elusive Rarely its true nature evolves, before another darkness magically prepares a concoction Of rare lights, unfinished events and stories, souls yearning to decipher the undisclosed fate Reflections like apparitions … Continue reading Manipulative Darkness

With Nothing On

Experiments with unsteady reality, in it but not without Exposed soul gets spasms, an oft repeated journey through some diabolical tunnel Primeval spirits still unawakened at this hour of vulnerability and grave insouciance Challenging each other to get entangled into a dystopian pattern Those who slow down or lack the passion to indulge in fornicate with untamed delusions Social pariahs, “aren’t their conditions mentioned in … Continue reading With Nothing On

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

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