Where it Begins

Flaccid ideas create a trail- an uninspiring landscape Mere selfish thoughts are wound tightly; a strenuous life Jealously burns longer than the lights of the day Singes the beautiful night too- dreams run away Life is a mere formality as it stretches feebly over a reality Poor language emerges the only means of communication It fails- only misapprehensions and failed relationships Carnivals of mindless frivolities … Continue reading Where it Begins

Unaltered Reality in Eternity

Held back, somewhere in an untraceable world Widened eyes dream- the landscapes remain unaltered Untended, because it has been forgotten One can roam around as this nature deems appropriate Time differs- dissimilar ways the clocks behave To welcome each day with an unfeeling reality around it Struggles of people who are unaware, but feels different It occurs, sometimes late in the night, like a stern … Continue reading Unaltered Reality in Eternity

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

Not Every Day

Early morning, smoky screens, filtered light Indifferent time, but irritates the sanity of life Half-awakened posture, not a masterpiece Is it laziness or perfect apathy towards busyness Difficult to know from a reticent fellow One positive outcome is that voices are mellow Filtered the baloney, but some swearing is heard Still preferable, the laid back  observations They are quite keen, incisive, and critical It’s still … Continue reading Not Every Day

What to Settle For

It is a dilemma- whether to remain sleepless in a busy world Or, be drowned in a celestial sleep and disconnect from time’s torment The kind of desperation cannot be fathomed I cannot be in a conflicting duality; a reality split by erroneous calculations Abandon the soul and venture out to a wild chase of inferior dreams Contribute to the conspiracies woven around to prove … Continue reading What to Settle For

Another Day

Everything comes to a grinding halt A systematic pattern that runs it all Fall, through the laboured corridors Complicated intersections of society Different roles with matching thoughts Given an identity to live up to them Mornings greet with new tricks Sets the pace of a day, still unnamed Hoping, that today will be different Not of inconvenienced profits and rush The mirror poses a grave … Continue reading Another Day