Reluctant Waking Up

Why not relinquish the consciousness to the darkness, a burden, an unwilling heaviness amidst morning A sharp contradiction of brightness and dormant emotions, enjoying the gloomy moments Pushing back sleep, the healthy desires, the space to dream of beautiful moments, even if they cannot fructify Defying the odds of them revisiting me, again and again, I fail to shut the door on them, knowing they … Continue reading Reluctant Waking Up

Failure

You cannot dictate my dreams, my commitment to imagine beyond this reality forced on me Fail! But you have not evolved to accept your failures, like each soul tormented at the defeat, yet, rising again to bludgeon my dreams It’s a dysfunctional spectacle, enough said, what grotesque power can transform those souls into My love for my dreams, the soul I want to surrender to … Continue reading Failure

Thus, The Purpose

Before a purpose blooms, the season’s turn dreary All this while, the pulses were racing Like the belly of a disturbing waterfall… dreams pulverized Without the agility of the fish, they sink deeper Pallor reflections off the waters… the rainbow arch is a dream A rare occurrence when the lone traveller is  reminiscing Gauging the enormity of life, the volume of existence Purpose can bloom … Continue reading Thus, The Purpose

Not The Real Reflections

Magical it feels, to look here and there, everywhere Feels transparent, the events that unfold… but rarely so As if something is missing; a part of life in oblivion The night may feel like day and days filled with darkness Early celebrations at those events rarely continue Perceptions and desires of inherent emptiness Moments decline the ultimate kind of euphoria Thoughts of unfulfilled dreams last … Continue reading Not The Real Reflections

What Plays Behind

Who plays behind the masks, betrays the guesses Abundant reasons to convince the well-meaning heart Swabbing the patience away- exposing unfortunate truths Content with weeping and looking at life’s melancholic hues Shall be convinced, but the discontented feeling stays For whom shall you feel, listen, and care about the next day Only you will be there listening to a voice sane… it’s painful Those who … Continue reading What Plays Behind