Deception

Time fails to respond to the frantic pleas of a lonely visitor Night is motionless, the fresh winds have changed rotues Invisible paths must have guided the friendly voices far away Growing calmness feels indifferent, but thoughts still arise From another dimension of the mind, trying to reason An ancient language probably or some mysterious dialect Of unvisited lands, where their spirits cared of traditions … Continue reading Deception

Last Taste

Waiting for the slow dribble of remnants, of feeble emotions Once gained momentum like the gust from an unknown world Irresistible, after the defenses were breached by the strong spirits Entered life with a purpose, but the seasons changed abruptly Without the warning of the approaching challenges, the ensuing struggles Once adorned with fresh garlands, but they withered and vanished Like fragile particles that would … Continue reading Last Taste

Unforgettable

Forgotten seasons wrapped in delicate months Only in dreams and imaginations they become alive Solemn creativity describes them in cheerless words A long and tiring wait for the reticent life in this posture Strange feelings from that antithetical position Altering the shape of the spine and shifting the soul There is a lot of chaos within but words are puny Ineffective for the clamorous environment … Continue reading Unforgettable

The Less Visible Road

Only road has been pushed aside by the rushing journeyers Somewhere erased, tattered along the edges and faint traces of wilderness Time upon time added a complex layer of monotony to the spaces Trying to explain the complex emotions in trite languages Stories are not held too closely anymore, but unnecessarily ornate Uncomplicated meanderings along that road is a difficult journey Conflicting time tears up … Continue reading The Less Visible Road

Random Lines

The random lines across the silent zones Unworldly patterns of the mind trying to explore Other dimensions of existence; in an intense adventure Tropical emotions raised from the landscapes Often, the nighttime is the best phase for mishanthrop Elsewhere, there are streams of other sentiments Channeling the rapid changes along the course Sometimes fierce, sometimes docile, lost in phases One does not have the perfect … Continue reading Random Lines

Not Vacant Anymore

Vacant spaces, feels weird, when there are plenty of hopeless thoughts Waiting to occupy the serenity and tranquility in a rapid movement Initiated by that chaos; imagined by restless minds, during antithetical time Feels ordinary at first glance, but their baneful desires are undercurrents Flowing dangerously through the underground passages, creating deep fissures Grinding against the silence, the indiscriminate decay is a premonition No one … Continue reading Not Vacant Anymore

It’s Quiet

At the quietest hour it escapes from darkness’s possession Its anonymity helps find the passage toward the everyday ritual Waiting to feel that cosmic spark, to ignite with benevolent light From the embrace of life and sleep and frolicking dreams A serpentine demarcation between reality and illusion In a fetal position, life wakes up from another conscious separation Into the most peaceful world, wordless, without … Continue reading It’s Quiet

Liberated

If liberation be found in the descent, in the cradle of an unknownFrom the precipice, looking at the horizon, reading the cryptic signsReflections bend, disappear, appear again to dazzle the mindNo hand would reach there, no daring souls eitherThis journey will be a safe embrace and then an eternal cradleWaiting for the skies to crack to reflect a world in anxious existenceEverything is reversed, time … Continue reading Liberated