The Prolonged Winter

When thoughts are feverish and the winter melancholic All the emotions curl up within, a rare display of trust Everything is touched by lies and stories unsuitable for the fainthearted Without fair warning, the deep covers of lamentations hide feelings Trickled down, whilst went unheard for a long time Someone authorizes the forceful surrender of the pure emotions Taking over the consciousness, as if it … Continue reading The Prolonged Winter

Hope You Have Within

Lights have mellowed and have become distant Buried feelings wouldn’t wake up until the warm hours Vacant spaces is where the mind wishes to reside Intrigued by the anonymity of a weak apparitions Of a world unfolding in front of a spurned reality Uprooted relations try to find the depths of secure land Blaming thyself while holding the hands apprehensively Powerless to move ahead across … Continue reading Hope You Have Within

Hope Is Alive

One never sleeps over the whiteness Mute feelings seem to quiver…strange moments Unfamiliar warmth fills the room, a new energy Daring to wander and imagine an alternate world A future may have been lying idle for so long Neither the dreams nor the silent contemplations yielded Here I was looking at the expected paleness Yet, dreaming of a brilliant path through the old passage Supreme … Continue reading Hope Is Alive

To The World

After a prolonged recess the winter is like a familiar guest Fleeting thoughts while rarely journeying anywhere A new world has emerged from another realm, not anyone’s dream Hoping for a pleasurable goodbye and waiting for another time Peaceful overlap of fresh colours, wiping off the dreariness Unable to bear the absence of frolicking moments anymore Childhood reminisces have been more frequent these days Waving … Continue reading To The World

Before Retiring

Eyes want to rake in the wintry feel before retiring  Before sleep changes the course of flow through reeling darkness Declining the entry after the windows and doors are shut The advances of declining perspectives stop at the stairs Faint knocks of phantom times that emerge from condensing melancholy Through endless highways, they rush towards a colossal attraction All the fashionable words would quieten as … Continue reading Before Retiring

The Silent Transformation

Silently, this time speaks of willing surrender in nature’s language Shedding the colours, like it is a tribute to the earth that is about to become wintry Hold the precious feelings closer to the bosom, somewhere, keep them warm Nurture them deep in the soul, for they can have boundless energy to spring in joy Shy twilight goes home earlier, waiting to be wrapped in … Continue reading The Silent Transformation