The thoughts that are led across a difficult path Waiting for darkness to descend, for lights expose Those deeds of rapscallions to spin a sinister deal Wrapped in a suspiciously garish disguise of lies Handed down to propagate a dishonourable theory A curse that has sunk deeper and flows effortlessly Dragged along difficulties in rushed fascination A heart leaps out of reasons- a known betrayal … Continue reading Down That Difficult Path
Sometimes time is like an emollient Sometimes it is like a furious knife The places are blotchy from harsh lights Weather is not fair either; clingy mess Curious, jealous, and highly corrosive One has to endure that too Heart feels like a guilty tenant Not able to pay the rent with feelings That can ameliorate some of the pain Life feels stuck like a crude … Continue reading Of being Stuck Somewhere
The withdrawing sources, the dead arteries Lifeless- the stranded winds chatter helplessly Perspiring foreheads wipe off the destiny Life’s sudden bend towards an unknown existence Dissipating energies; wasted in arguments This sudden halt leads to an uncanny future So sure, so bold, so arrogant, so sure of everything Challenging the world, even the existence of life Seeds of rage now devour the vibrancy Smudged colours- … Continue reading The Dry Phase
While you look away and sincerely hope to glance one more time Without engaging the eyes, or the complexities of an intense gaze That can convey so many things and delay the departure Yet, wishing for a decent farewell without the fancy words that were thought of in recess But reflections do not stay on the surface; they deliberate and change the course During that … Continue reading Look of Goodbye
The unseen fear without realising the ghastly consequences All avenues lead the thronging consciousness towards that dilemma Guilty of not joining the commotion? Everything could be wrong if the coercion was unheeded and silence preferred Desires that are passioned like the majestic bull For carnage and mayhem that will follow across the unrepentant annihilation Fear spawns the devilish acts that slay indiscriminately; macabre deeds There … Continue reading Consequences of Fear- The Invisible and Visible
As if the Moon decided to not speak with the stars Sullen moments ripple the uneasy tranquility The wide-open windows and doors lean against sulking walls Clouds offend the eternal love moments Settled in a chair which has witnessed many such nostalgic moments The body cowers each time the heart sends some message Damp light, empty glass, incomplete feelings, bland food Many voices use this … Continue reading The Reflections
It’s time to talk to time about its increasing tardiness, Cannot overlook the concept of fleeting moments- Since they do not spare life from the tumultouos events, Like stubborn crabs, they hold on to the heart in an agonizing way. Counting time on the fingers has imprinted grief instead of lines; Water sickens the skin but still won’t wash them away. Woeful clouds and stink … Continue reading Sunken Time
To those memories that awaken in the dreams and ultimately drowns in their deepness, Feelings associated with names that were long extinguished breathe again for a brief moment; But it is difficult embracing the forgotten passions in times of total darkness and despair. Heart, even the soul feels spent due to the frantic pace of revisiting the bygone eras, Form where the embers rekindle from … Continue reading Bygone Feelings
What life seems to be and the first feelings about it are reserved Aware of a vault, or a rudimentary lair where they remain hidden Looking at the crumpled notes and the faded promises through sentimental eyes Falling once again for the fallen promises; most of them have been consumed by time It’s a failed journey to look back when the reluctant heart has lost … Continue reading Reserved Feelings
The creaks from the cracks, cacophony of creatures of darkness Probably, devouring something after luring them with the seductive light Here, stopped clocks devour time, and silence’s gluttony is quite alarming Pleasures of pain, of human ordeals; grouchy pages consume emotions Words without meanings strung in an alluring way to fashion nakedness Vacuously blithesome, there’s revelry and partying of the wildest nature Stoic clock watches … Continue reading Stopped Clocks
