Fury had the evil eye to destroy Gathering itself, empowering with tremendous energy The nature of the phenomenon is unfathomable When humans claim to have witnessed everything There is always a twist in the reality Distorted; with it, extreme force to strangulate The essence of life- plunder the settled nature Probably, thinking of a transformation A few hours of fury uproots confidence Dreams, desires, and … Continue reading Fury
Forgiveness from an unknown power A world desires to be considered honestly Distant realities hibernate till they awaken Every season is a reason for reaffirmation Crucial moments spent on remote thoughts Consciousness blossoms in another dimension Yet, the distances remain untraversable Choosing a path, a true journey, is a task Life does not stop journeying toward the end Inevitable it is to remain preoccupied It … Continue reading Forgiveness
Some days appear cleaner- washed away by the overnight rain All the debris and worries; human misapprehensions and mistrusts Disappear, as the rains dream of a new beginning It may be gloomier and quieter, but how peaceful in stillness A difficult night washed by Providential rains looks like a child praying Even for a brief moment, the vagaries of humanity feels distant Now the innocent … Continue reading Some Clarity
I can only choose where my feelings dwell Some mornings mysteriously do not ring the bell Not that the prayers are only for edification Some shadows do linger and delay the elation Of the heart that has dreams of keeping a promise Would be foolish to anticipate that something’s amiss Not yet, all the close feelings have to surrender Time has mellowed and the clocks … Continue reading That Which is Chosen
How far can I stretch my pen I don’t know yet What if the ink refuses to flow even if the inkpot is full The images that will fail to appear to this gloomy world Even the Moons and stars would play hide n seek too often If the canopy of delusions wrap the emotions for too long Would they be able to breathe? When … Continue reading Hopeful Pen
Patience seems to make the busy world even more restless Nature’s the teacher, but the philosophies are seen in a different light Stages of life, an uphill thought, the irritations scrape the beauty A struggle to understand morning and dream through the night Life slackens somewhere in the uninteresting world of an alternate reality Speaking of grace, light, abundance, benevolence only by few So many … Continue reading For Patience is Supreme
That which is near, we fear Not everyone can see the soul like a seer From afar, find reasons to cheer Lamenting the love of someone dear Wishing to unburden and feel freer Wait! It’s cold and melancholic tears Pray! Moments of blurriness becomes clear Come, feel life from near, embrace the soul dear Life rhymes during extreme silence and again care Now, look closely, … Continue reading Without Fear
Breathing struggles to rhythm with the excesses of a hasty world Floating dreams have to descend to the summons of impatient voices Morning’s youth spent in the unnecessary errands Tender moments wilt before they can bloom in worry-free moments Spirit’s merriment curtailed by the hypnotic shrill of quagmire Moments frozen in the void chills the heart and shivers judgments Tears held back are settled in the … Continue reading Diminishing Moments and Hope
The verdure loveliness laments at the apathy of delayed morning No! The Sun has not fled; it’s the proudness of the clouds to be blamed Some alarms wake up the heart with such palpitating moments Consoling winds urge the clouds not to hold on to the precious tears A responsive landscape wait to nourish the sprouting life Brightness will follow after the desires of life … Continue reading Late Awakening
Natural feelings outlive and outshine the inefficient reliance Find their rhyme when daybreak chimes to awaken dreams Streams of feelings uncontrollably desire the allure of morning Rise above the worldliness of trepid feelings, they murmur The songs of brightness, kindness, and limitless joyfulness A course that cleanses the curse of the Chthonic existence Crimson sky, birds fly, feelings try to wake up from slumber Now, … Continue reading Feelings and Dreams
