Dispel the Darkness

Lights have been long gone Glitches of time or modernity struck by lightning Complete darkness; an evening flinches Used to flashiness and bytes of noisy media Candles that have been forgotten Kept away in a dark corner- just a fancy buying Now, it becomes essential To rush towards that nondescript place Nervous fingers tackle the forgotten items Once lit, they seem magical; medieval too It … Continue reading Dispel the Darkness

Muted, But Heard Everywhere

A silence of shame, on being confronted by the truth Guilt measured in a muted breath Murmurs give away a disarrayed narrative So many words have been stolen and placed erroneously To structure definitions conveniently Allaying failures with lies- diagnosing some fatal maladies Of which there are no remedies, but more woes In silence, there is complicity too Most of what life could have gathered … Continue reading Muted, But Heard Everywhere

As Stories Unfold

Windows lament the gloomy days Missed opportunities to hear from the travelling winds Sometimes they mumble after a slight push Lonely for now, they have no new stories to share Out there, the busy world walks in an orchestrated way Empty seats and abandoned dreams Some forlorn faces, but most of them are stoic Different dreams rush past similar paths No glances are exchanged in … Continue reading As Stories Unfold

Too Close to Identify

Do not bow too close to the consciousness that reflects It becomes an odd posture and the eyes cannot determine the dilemma Like falling into another reality and drowning What happens to the other character who forced it on the contemplations It is like an unwilling surrender and aimless floating thereafter Being servile to the chaos that hid so well under the calm surface Some … Continue reading Too Close to Identify

What There Is

Mostly that has been gnawed by the ignorance Dull images of barren branches Parched territories still breathe for existence Waiting for a miracle- apprehensions are real Time has been deserted due to the confusion Consciousness dangles precariously The ferocity of the intense wind blunts contours Ages have gone by without remorse There is only stifling narrowness and flailing echoes Scripted chaos turns into an eerie … Continue reading What There Is

Leave Them To Their Fate

Leave a few things which are either misunderstood or not attended to Walking a few feet under the generalisations, there is a space that expands The dimensions are unconvincing, and cannot be explained in an average language Sometime in the future, the surfaces will rot, crack, and bared by inclement weather Such is the destiny of anything that has more meanings than a world can … Continue reading Leave Them To Their Fate