Some Moments of Unrest

Some moments are remembered in the epics, repeatedly We can only understand their fragments from recitations Different voices, rhythm, and the spirits of those passages It is not about mistrust, but the interpretations are different Sometimes elaborate, others believe in brevity, while some are cryptic Narrated in nebulous moments, while others, in daring light Breezy readings, as if the entire epic reveals itself easily Most … Continue reading Some Moments of Unrest

Stirring Stillness

The stillness that threatens to stir an unforeseen transformation Waste not the particles of any thought arising from an unsettling calm Even if the distractions may have pulled the soul away, further from the self Guided by some distant alluring light across mysterious valleys A feeling of someone lurking around to steal the most precious dreams Eyes do not peep anymore for the surprises that … Continue reading Stirring Stillness

Fragmented

The defiled walls waiting for that moment When profane thoughts will be confiscated and discarded Life cringes at the attempts to create a satire from sarcasm Chasm between the life and numerous convulsions of the mind Grind the residues of profanity and swallow Callow senses catapult themselves to the highest position Through revenge, vengeance, manipulations, and exploitations Misaligned minds without the inherent human sensibilities Seek … Continue reading Fragmented

The Silent Night

The forlorn sky, pale sighs, and night of uncomfortable silence Neath the shed a solitary soul rues the missing stars; a bitter feeling Without disturbing the Earth’s slumber, a dreamer embraces coldness Sky summons the wintry feelings and the dull moon’s melancholy echoes Frail winds barely shake the sleeping souls, but this one soul is awake Waiting for the sweet lullaby before the earth wakes … Continue reading The Silent Night

Gazing

Gazing at the ocean makes me feel small, even a little envious of the vastness Only listening to sounds is enough to make the sunset more mystical than I can imagine Waves are coy, luckily, the feet can feel the playfulness of the ocean’s soul How many worlds are contained in its unfathomable depths? The colossal upheavals may be due to the clash between such … Continue reading Gazing