How often the forever stories feel like a fantasy Touching upon the ephemeral, the changes feel ureal Unable to hold on to the past reality is a miserable feeling Each portion of the day disguises itself in a strange theme Simply walking into an experience is not enough Not all of them carry a similar kind of consciousness So many possibilities are like kaleidoscopic dreams … Continue reading The Fantasy
Fragile shell, of which, the shattered pieces are strewn there Couldn’t bear the tenacious lies; prevalent through the seasons Every Spring the heart reflects on a new dream, but distant it remains Somehow, they rush towards the untimely winter… frozen melancholy It is man’s laborious work to deny the visions of the Maker The kind of consciousness amplifies anthropomorphic distortions Often, the hasty journeys carry … Continue reading Fragile Dreams
Familiar voices speaking of unrecognizable emotions As if there is nothing more joyous than discussing these On being asked more, the voices fumble and become distant Uncaringly leading the way, also, asking everyone to follow Towards fallow lands, while earthless feelings vanish Noises everywhere, but there is little sense in everything Walked into a trap without realising the true sentiment At the will of an … Continue reading Where It Leads Us…
It is not unknown that most precious ideas are still mystifying Only barely the consciousness touches the realm of life, an existential compromise Little ideas self-destruct after forming certain objects to fill the void Veiled storytelling- only to hide the scepticism that arises from uncertainties Every day it is a struggle to find new ways to manipulate the reality It is unsustainable, the core values … Continue reading Not Unknown
A kind of transition is possible only when the world is asleep; it is not one can dream of or anticipate. Even the sharpest intuitions fail to perceive the outcome of such a change. There is nothing contrived about the event that occurs. The abstract images gather, change colour and accomplish a new reality. While worrying about the spaces and crowded realities, there seems to … Continue reading Transition and Reality
Soft dreams stray at the first hint of a glaring morning Hope they find a peaceful dwelling till the night visits again Having sworn to protect them from the hastened day It is not a secret that life wishes to evolve in tranquility A perfumed reality awakening from the pure consciousness Only love can help transcend the unremarkable reality Time can be a great friend … Continue reading Protect the Dreams
What is left behind is taken away by time Only as a memory they settle down deep They may fade, or remain there for a lifetime In an unborn reality, they can seep Struggles of mankind with a burdensome reality Faintly forgotten due to life’s feebleness Again, a consciousness awakens after brief mortality Somewhere life is tricked by a deviousness Encumbrance of time is a … Continue reading From Ages
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
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
It is true that dreams can unfold some mysterious events An unknown environment has people telling their story Like a cinema which has different characters Dreams become that big-screen where the stories will be shown They may not be audible but the passion says more than words Sometimes, it is an enigma, why such lengthy dreams appear Before the anonymous eyes; of which the mind … Continue reading Mysterious Journey
