Rare Moments

When Time springs to life and I feel that I exist, in a reality still preserved It’s rarely true when life is not defined by common approvals, only if I trust their agreement An escape from the common desires, not tired anymore from the compulsory contracts Constructing a dwelling out of pure freedom where I can dream Suffering from perceptions is not my deal, and … Continue reading Rare Moments

Demystify

The obscure, forgotten, realms that only imaginations dare touch Spirit endures the harsh reality, the ravages of time In it’s brief existence, conjure up the energy to fight an existential angst Beyond utterances and promises and untimely fateful experimentation There is hope to sacredly hold the soul, go within and beyond Cultivate fertile imaginations on which dreams can spring Passionately embrace eternity before a quiet … Continue reading Demystify

It Gets Away From Us- A Poem

They have been looking for the groundless reality Taken flight with weak wings and soared through ominous clouds Bellowing their wrath among the worldly extravagance Descendant stars will never be bright again or birthed Forever in the womb of an infinite void- the inconceivable truth Echoes through epochs of lost tribes and infertile existence Now they have taken a dangerous leap towards a tremulous future … Continue reading It Gets Away From Us- A Poem

The Shadows that Float

Evergreen floats on the overcast reflections Dense time and its late ripples, the expanding circumferences Slowed down, but it feels awkward when its time to reminisce Turning time to suit my existence is a dream that spirals around Like a serpentine reality wounding itself, stifling my breaths Consuming me, while I try connecting the blurry points Grappling with the echoes of forgotten epoch, a present … Continue reading The Shadows that Float

Tell Me A Story

“Once upon a time…” Stories rarely begin this way now Memories fade Storytelling has transformed, losing it’s art, the passion, because time is fickle There aren’t any storytellers, the crowds gathered elsewhere Stories will live, somehow, may be in our soul Till it weighs us down Tired and bored, we may rest again, find the connection Stories will have soul once again A storyteller’s pride, … Continue reading Tell Me A Story

Lost and Found

Lost during the frantic rush of an anxious day Waiting for the night to rescue the uncomfortable situation Curious eyes, condescending looks, and antiquated behavior won’t be there Sincere manipulations devoured by the extreme darkness Surprisingly, the night provides clarity, even some pure light The evils disappear; there must be some purity in the lightless world A darkness born with the honest soul, in time, … Continue reading Lost and Found

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

To Be Really Awake

Lingering doubt about the time this soul really awakens Is it the morning that I can look at leisurely At a time when a world outside is riddled with unreasonable doubts It takes time and patience to recognize my presence After a hiatus, ensconced in  a comfortable darkness I think of escaping the suffering emanating from the chaos Searching for a nothingness, comforting emotions, and … Continue reading To Be Really Awake

Other Time

Consulting a watch interrupted by an evil time Once upon a time, the world resonated with it On arrival of darkness or light, it worked fine Shadows mesmerised by the sound of used time Oblivious of another reality that lurks around Some unknown age inches toward the world Transformation of an invisible reality happens On the deliberate chronology of eternal dreams Is it another world, … Continue reading Other Time

Brief, But True Moments

For a brief moment, the murkiness was washed away by early light Only to awake and rush towards the pristine scenery; absorbing the tranquility Daring to stay positive in a  transient time that brings happiness Unforgettable vibes of ancient awakening still rhythms through Whoever has drifted and chosen otherwise to believe in a continuum of darkness Preached about struggles, and how banished all those beautiful … Continue reading Brief, But True Moments