My desires My Space

Sometimes sleep is disguised in mysterious waysEnters the space to despoil my desiresI am careless, they all lay here and thereSome inconvenient dreams are written thereNot some fancy notebooks, but loose white pagesThey are pure freedom, no blemishes of strict linesI decide the structures; of course, I choose the dwelling place for my emotionsFoundations may seem archaic, but they are solidWithout comparisons, the grow strong, … Continue reading My desires My Space

During that Time

Time finds peace during the most chaotic phasesInsufficient feelings perceive the moments to be unyieldingInescapable are the distorted imaginations, effects of a sleepless mindDuring conspiring days when dialogues are untrustworthyContemplated by wild conjectures, trying to devastate the soulsAiming for the imaginary successes of high strung natureCrumbling objects are becoming dangerous projectiles; the facades are not safe anymoreIn one corner of an eccentric space, entirely surrounded … Continue reading During that Time

Differences

Dwelling on the differences inspires more differencesIndifferent I try to be amongst the urge to waste more time on themSome unknown energy turns into this formidable enemyI become smaller, but my mind expands rapaciouslyA distorted image; not the fault of the mirrorMisshapen reality has carved me out from my beingThis is not me, but I am living comfortably with my antithetical natureThere is a compulsion, … Continue reading Differences

Where Imaginations Lead

Delicate scenes born from the tranquil emotions Travel as far as you can imagine, create new destinations Between you and the Universe, the precious conversations Guides life through the undulating journey of new visions It may be seen as a betrayal by the indignant world Self-indulgent, monotonously didactic in a stern tone Easier falling into the etched out patterns, a deeper trauma Carved into them … Continue reading Where Imaginations Lead

The Desired Space

Oeuvre of the undisguised heart, at moments of ecstasy Entirely unbridled, expresses the feelings in a joyous rhythm Thoughtless during the most busy times; careless glances at the day Taking the morning away, from the clutches of mundanity To the most safest place, where the wandering imaginations visit A sacred place, amidst a secret location, landscapes of profundity Verdant reflections, resonance of voices from another … Continue reading The Desired Space

Passive Voices

Passive voices earnestly chooses a time to speak urgently About that moment, when everything was dark, and sounds faint An unrest became too much to bear silently; abrasive feelings Hurt even more, when that time chose to stir up a controversy While facing the mirror, the enduring faces and expressions revisited Your expressions had no meaning and became feeble When the other contours became sterner, … Continue reading Passive Voices

Another Reality

Soft tones of an early moment try to elucidate the rising feelings Quietness is a trusted friend during the luxurious realisations Becoming aware is like moulting, a new beginning, a new perspective Fresh appearance, wonderful reflection will be magnified Holding on to the purest energy and wandering purposefully Collecting scattered treasures of supernatural nature is a pride Brilliant eye, the most significant orb, is aware … Continue reading Another Reality

Waiting for them to return

Staring curiously at the white spaces, a little twist by the restful fingers, trying to wake up the imaginations in the mind; urge them to wander, transcend the illusions. Sooner, there’s some rhythm in the fingers, words will follow too. The pen isn’t sure now, the insipid ink hopes to lure more passion. Quite exhilarating, the wandering of wild reflections, illumiming the dangerous curves, the … Continue reading Waiting for them to return

Withered Spaces

Folded spaces, the feelings abbreviated and laid down to sleep Yes, there is silence now, for a brief moment it feels peaceful Slowly there is a hint of remorse from the cavernous world Solitary soul trying to straighten the ravaged moments Unfamiliar grounds, the uncaring touch like an ominous shadow Slumped emotions, still there, between reality and illusion First signs of decay; the glorious days … Continue reading Withered Spaces