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

Afterthought

Wouldn’t dare to go where feelings are snatched away Not responding to the challenges of being pushed around A bereft soul, without the feelings, fail to realise a morning Thinking about the darkness where many faces speak In a similar language, in a sharp tone; it shatters the peace Once closer to the soul, now they have a strained relationship Friendless they roam the streets- … Continue reading Afterthought

Looking for Something

I would nurture the feeble dreams Allow life to breathe some consciousness Souls would not blossom For lack of profundity in daily rigours Only shadows, weakening life Life gasping for air- some fresh air Communications- the art of misdirection Eloquent, but can rarely be trusted In an echo chamber of arrogance Pandering to deceitful ideologies Truth, we want truth- echoes everywhere Lack of it, or … Continue reading Looking for Something

Often Repeated

You can steal the colours from a painting Mastery cannot be imitated Ideas can be stolen and propagated The interpretations will be flawed Sarcasm is always original From emaciated minds, they ooze Language slips through the perforated tongue Just to be heard and taken seriously Or jealous about pure reasons Those who spend their life comprehending A life with the deepest compassion Highlight the flaws … Continue reading Often Repeated