It feels like the times of yore,We await a ship that takes us home, May it take, just a little more;The breeze is strong, skies are sore; oceans kiss the naked shores. Castles of sand, battles of words Renegade desires,and lovers in the storm. In collaboration with Bharath, when he is thinking of fairytale.
The time that I’ve looked upon speaks of something that is gone. Our birth is but a sleep, a fading mist which we think of as predestined. Heaven begins in infancy, continuing throughout the youth; is on it’s way unattended. In course of time how it dies away and fade into the light of commonContinue reading “Time.”
There can’t be change without loss of routine, which is why so often people are afraid of it. It take them away from what they always knew. I know how affirming it feels to blame the outside world, denying ownership of whatever role you have in the existential play of your oh so important life,Continue reading “Change.”
The sight of that immortal sea,No matter how far it is. Shadowy recollections upon the shore, making feeble waves mighty, every time they wet my feet. I’m overtaken by a sudden surge of grief; your presence, my relief. Now I venture into the realm of sleep, riding these gusts of whispering winds.
I’ve felt moments embody eternities, posing to be forever. I’ve had forevers, fast and fickle.There were times whenThe slightest of touch echoed deep within. There were touches that stopped time and then there were lives that ended,Only to begin again. In collaboration with Bharath.
Memories. I try and revive a few. My recognition and remembrance are faint. A dark sycamore of disconnected consciousness lays in repose.Waves of reason soak into the rootsAnd I wonder, “why does it stand ashore?”Green to the very door in wreaths of smoke like a hermit it stands alone. It’s presence disturbs me with the joyContinue reading “Memories.”
Grey seas and soil, blackMoon, half, could fit in my hand Waves that leap. Are dreams lost in my sleepI’m filled with joy, overwhelmed with fear By voices that speak. Neither wrong nor right Time and again, acquainted with the night.I looked down the city laneDistressed and unwilling to explain. “Lead the way!” The streetContinue reading “Passing by.”
Somedays I wonder what crosses your mind, when your eyes meet mine.
When you’re trapped in a terrain so turbulent, a sky so fraudulent;where you’ve to cage the raging emotions and bottle up an ocean.When you run out of tricks and stand there, confused! Hoping someone to come and fix, when it’s just you!
I stand here unseen, trapped by thoughts of you in between. A glance of your face under the setting sun is my well earned possession; when the day is done, no strings attached, unafraid of division. There’s joy followed by pain and loss accompanied my gain.Why whine about pain and loss? There’s a flow withContinue reading “Ramble”
The wind has agreed to carry, my words in its liberal womb. We will stir awake some trees from sleep and whisper songs beside the lonely tomb.Yesterdays hide within my heart, shielded by sorrows. I whither slowly, dreaming of tomorrows.Do you hear me, o resting soul!This is my lullaby,My sleep has wanedDo you mind,If IContinue reading “Whispers- collaboration”
Everyone has a story,Behind harsh exterior caught in the crosshairs of mundaneness; reliving the moments, lost somewhere amidst distant memories.Sun paints the sky as dusk locks it in a cage;Quietly in solitude,How night pens the poem and day,hastily turns the page!
Have you really had a bad day or just 10-20 minutes when you let your thoughts go rogue? When you unintentionally transfer that to ones you love! You say you don’t know?Come on! You run this shit. Most of your stress comes from the way you respond not the way life is. I’m quirky, silly,Continue reading “Unrest.”
What you read isn’t my story; don’t try reading in between the lines. The words that tell my tales are struck off and horridly concealed. Every happy spell is contaminated by the knowledge of how fleeting such moments are and how life is spent trying to disentangle this contingency. There’s no life on paper, neitherContinue reading “Words- collab”
Sometimes I long for silence. The terrifying kind, one that implodes in your mind.The sun melts into twilight, everything happening in a sight.Glittering sheaves, frail and fluttering leaves.The wild wind blowing, hark to a voice that is calling. What is most like thee? In a dell of dew, scattering it’s real hue. Teaching me gladness,Continue reading “Chaotic solitude.”
My heart yearns to write but my thoughts are numb and I succumb. I look around for the world, where the hell does it hide?I looked within to lose myself in a labyrinth, grim. Passages lead to memories, of a soul that’s lost and I follow the voices that called.They mourn the absence, sing aContinue reading “I write.”
You may be sure about where your relationship is going but tell me this, how certain are you that it’ll go as planned? You look at the sky and close your eyes trying to feel the energy, thinking about the one you love expecting them to be thinking about you too. Are they? Do youContinue reading “Maybe”
You did something shitty; Something that the untainted part of you wishes you could right the wrongs.But you can’t! Sometimes, there are no second chances.And that’s okay! Because it has to be.The truth is, whether you’re good or bad, it’s simply a story that you tell yourself.You’re scared; that the person who emerged in you beforeContinue reading “Denial”
Fleeting memories.Better and worse.When self righteousness struggles to curb human perfections.The first pangs of jealousyYou wish to deny, it’s very existence.The innate honesty within doesn’t allow.You succumb,suffocate, feel like an outcast.The reason of my misery, I’m blissfully unaware.Falling into trapRealization sinks in, that is yearning for somethingThat I can’t have.
Even as you fall for someone,In a slow burn,Things hold you back.For even as the cynic that you may be,A part of you finds a reason to believe again.This actuality onerous,A mockery sometimes.In all the dark spite,There is still a flame of hope of acceptance.There is yet an emptiness, pervadingThat waits to be filled byContinue reading “Even as you fall for someone…”