Overshadowed

Occasional congregation of the clouds Grumbling at the despairing landscapes Thirsty eyes frequently stares at the sky Time has etched a difficult pattern One cannot revisit the earlier moments Aching hearts unburden fine feelings Shallow craters do not hold much woes Escapes maddeningly towards oblivion Not that rainy days have arrived yet Only the horizon looks threathening Angry lightning annihilate unseen places Long before one … Continue reading Overshadowed

Where Light Cannot Reach

Morning fails to reach all the corners of the room That of yesterday, and even earlier, been kept away from everyone Convenient corners are filled with those memories Latticed patters decorate them for some time and leave There is no scope for the morning language to initiate a conversation Those stories have a secret language and a special fragrance Accommodating them and even keeping them … Continue reading Where Light Cannot Reach

The Pigments

While checking the papers, there were some extra pigments It was not about glancing through the words, but also reading them with intent Carefully, the other hues appear magically Travelling through another dimension of my existence Here, my reality is, but there, my reality was- the memories retained the colours Feeling exposed! As if the entire world has transformed into a glass orb Bright lights … Continue reading The Pigments

While Being Away

While there is a fear of locks, they also keep away the intruders Also, the locks have a scornful expression and stare intimidatingly Locksmiths may know the tricks to overpower them and compel them to unlock Crooks learn the magic too; it’s their passion to manipulate them to submission It becomes a mechanical profession of disarming the locks Doors become irrelevant, the disdain vanishes, they … Continue reading While Being Away

Somewhere Unknown

Brackish words unbearable for the strongest too Subtle waves weaken the foundation Far away from the cosy recesses of the pampered woods Here, under the canopy of harshness, it burns That lingering freshness of a bygone era troubles Even the lovely blue transforms into a cynical hue Open soul prone to the shrewd darkness Sunset of a sinister nature burn off the fences afar Sitting … Continue reading Somewhere Unknown

Change in the Horizon

Tonight, the stars will be bewildered by the celebrations Of change that we all seek passionately; drown the voices with noise Some of the events would be arranged, some forgotten Others scattered here and there, but the precious ones settled deep As the darkness is lit up by smiles, prayers, and lights There are those ripples of memories slowly playing with the mind For now, … Continue reading Change in the Horizon