Looking for Something

I would nurture the feeble dreams Allow life to breathe some consciousness Souls would not blossom For lack of profundity in daily rigours Only shadows, weakening life Life gasping for air- some fresh air Communications- the art of misdirection Eloquent, but can rarely be trusted In an echo chamber of arrogance Pandering to deceitful ideologies Truth, we want truth- echoes everywhere Lack of it, or … Continue reading Looking for Something

Forgotten

The peaceful thoughts, tired and failed, slumps resignedly Cannot complain about the effort to suppress them It was the daily reminders of how too much romanticism fails A world corners them repeatedly They bury themselves in the soul Peacefully, away from the accusations and suspicions No one would have understood them Only the magnanimous soul who understood their language The delicate moments unable to weather … Continue reading Forgotten

A Silence Speaks

It is not that quiet after all There is a kind of mysterious silence which is enthusiastic About finding something Thoughts flow like the meandering brook Changing landscapes, different realities Myriad echoes, past truths, and sleeping spirits The past is still relevant Everything surrendered to eternity transforms Even the kind of reality that dawns Birthed at a chosen time, life takes a new meaning The … Continue reading A Silence Speaks

Letters

Letters are difficult to find nowadays When everything was poured into those words They were not authors or poets Only simple words in cursive held hands Entrusted with delivering the most intimate speeches They meant so much to the reader The eyes would reflect on the sentences Sometimes, more than once, even for a lifetime Will be kept away as precious jewels in a handmade … Continue reading Letters

Feeble Intensity

If the intensity of this universe is conspired to be neutralized Its radiance being eclipsed deliberately and passion abhorred Why fear its ferocity when you face uncouth repercussions? No! Nature’s revolt is not filthy; it is the diatribe and its abuse There is a lurking fear that truth will overpower this existence Passionate love will energize the heart with a cosmic glow The vulgar embrace … Continue reading Feeble Intensity

Something Superficial

The acts of superficiality become a formidable cage after some time Tightly wound in a convoluted pattern The wired patterns strangle the real essence Immense effort of the toiling minds behind the deeds Time, twisted and forced to a grotesque meaning, crooks reality Delicate senses just evaporate like the fine fragrance Unable to bear the cunning dilemma between life and utter vanity Split images, reflections … Continue reading Something Superficial