For An Unsuitable Observer

Unseemly patterns emerge while sewing a past with the present Discord, the tautness, unwillingness to be together- close proximities undesirable Communications are rarely linear, but languages seem to be inadequate At times there is void- searching for the appropriate words is strenuous Mornings feel discourteous, the light too strong for an unwilling spectator The nights become colder, distant, and unfailingly harsh Its stern cold hands … Continue reading For An Unsuitable Observer

Outcome

A melancholic stare needles the innocence of early morning beauty Everything is yet to wake up, gather the feelings after darkness departs Coming of the cautious weather through the mist of mysterious events Heart struggles with a slow pace of arrival of feelings that are inspiring Misplaced anguish over little delays- the errant world likes to rush As if running away from the questions and … Continue reading Outcome

Unsettling For Reality

Unsettled and unresolved ages ago, they come to haunt again An apparition captures the entire consciousness- it is a surrender Not willingly; a power that is difficult to defeat and deny Feigned consciousness, the arrogance to deal with the changes Creates a vulnerable space through which the forces enter Such a wretched environment created from the fatal procession Nature begins to wilt- once that was … Continue reading Unsettling For Reality

As Stories Unfold

Windows lament the gloomy days Missed opportunities to hear from the travelling winds Sometimes they mumble after a slight push Lonely for now, they have no new stories to share Out there, the busy world walks in an orchestrated way Empty seats and abandoned dreams Some forlorn faces, but most of them are stoic Different dreams rush past similar paths No glances are exchanged in … Continue reading As Stories Unfold

Off Course

Where those thoughts wander one may not be able to imagine They may be errant, but not erratic in the pursuit of something Sighs of the world so busy and your favourite distractions Unemotional skies stare at the dreary landscapes filled with objects There are no natural mirrors anymore across thirsty times Wandering take you far; away from the immoral curiosities It is easy to … Continue reading Off Course

The Stubborn Door

If the door was not a tiny crack There would have been freedom And the room did not stare gloomily At the incompetence of identifying the sentiments The ethos of going against everything Just for the adamant desire of ransacking It will be pretentious to escape Through that crack, with such vainness One is stuck in that rut Strutting around with arrogance Windows are nebulous … Continue reading The Stubborn Door