Tuesday 27 December 2016

Instance

A scream so loud, so drawn out,
A deep well of emotion that guards.
Tough it was, to bucket out the whole
Now, she's been a shallow, brusted and emptied.
As if a need, silence landed.
No signs to follow,
Scared she is, nothing left within
With the senses altered and hollow.
As if she'd been burried,a long ago.
All she realizes is being a vast ocean of sorrow.
It was almost an end, it was about to be.
Enough of the world that she had been seeing.
stained floor and the curtains,
Torn pages and and the hopes.
Ashes rolling off of the soul.
But not enough,
It was a drop in the ocean.
Those were as feeble as dyes,
Her heart could not stain it.
Ruptures were stiched,
Voices were drenched,
Demons were all slayed.
Hope shrieked out as it had never left.

Wednesday 4 May 2016

To the day!

To the day i cherish, flasback of memories,
recalling the beauties of life brings the boxes of smile
Inside my heart into my eyes.
Unmasked strength fights back, back to myself,
mastering my self understanding,
package of a surprises i just received.
Hovering in the sky, i feel much content with joy.

Oh! The days i cherish, countless of memories.
Empty roads and the beaches, the rides and the wishes.
A fantasy, naive like a flower waiting to blossom.
That Summer went and then the other,
This repeats now, flowers wanting to blossom.
My strength has always been kind to me,
I master my self understanding,
To gift myself a package of happiness
To hover around being self content.

Thursday 28 April 2016

Because it mattered

Cold breeze passing my heart
Making me fake a smile, 
I realize, its Worthless a try
These curves undoubtedly illustrate, 
Nor eyes succeed to hide
Been mottled into your arms
I’d been an ice in the warmth
The grief, the unexpected one
Gave nothing but bewails in return

Mind could at least perch
But this heart!! It’s feeble
How would I? tell me how ?
Deprived of its possessor
And now, it hurts like hell 
Hell of a heaven
Dare ask me why and what for?
I am afraid, I may not have an answer
It hurts because it mattered..


Saturday 23 April 2016

Life


The stitches shatter; leaving behind the pieces.
Wobbling wind secedes.
Laughter locked into the mind, 
pours from the eyes, magical shade.

The rays of hopes get clouded.
Sinking into the massive marine.
Intense sway within the soul, 
fixing everything.

Vivid glow sensitizing the eyes
wondering about the oddity of life
mystical it is or the exquisite?
Ending begins before the beginning.

The course

Whole of the universe, counter each other. 
Colors mix up, the dark does not bother.
Bats and the beast, fishes and the trees,
startling, under the ocean like a fire exist. 

Anger eyes up the calm in a smoky dusk.
Meeting, a revolution, it was never thought of.
As a rooted cigarette being puffed out of lungs,
neutralized, a silence after a massive fuss. 

Sunrays sparkle, gleam in the midnight,
burning blaze vanishes, droplets throwing lights.
all will unite, being a part of a whole
the mother nature colors the world out of her soul.

The moon and the stars smile, unable to hide
the pain that darkness brought within their eyes.
Everything comes to halt, but not at the end.
Life grows from within again.

Like heavy rainfall followed by arrival of sun,
the universe has just begun.
With a rest of the blue and the red,
the time and the existence gets balanced.

Friday 22 April 2016

who am i?

A pawn on a midway, 
muddled.
Fires and the smokes,
leaving me naked and numb.

Passion drags me to heaven
Countering the way,
liquified ice pours in me
Detached and dazed I look up,
Questioning my existence 
Who am I ? 
And why am I here?

webs of cocaine

webs of thoughts tangled into my mind
the eight footed nerve cells crawled down deep
my poor, i could not unwoven it 
like it's easy to destroy it's beauty.

let my webs be there, eating myself slowly
i won't interfere, question me.
It's been woven wonderfully
over my beloved.
How i wish to unfold her love in there
Right at that point, 
like a cocaine, i wish my nerve cells be tangled
blurring my eyes,
getting myself high.

land of wonder

Lost like a line in a lullaby,
I find it harder to rest my head.
Lame trial lashing me, 
Yet the wounded and worried hope
dances in whims of flowing wind. 
Sounds of bubble pouts out loud into my ear.
Soul soaks in your thoughts and memories.
I will wait you till I be there, 
the land of wonder, that’s so heavenly.

Questioning myself

Been tumbled several times, 
the tears and the hemorrhage.
the catastrophe; an awful entrapment.

No pure heart is worth a failure.
Trying an interventional approach to disaster,
to apply a torque of freedom,
to stand with a pride and solemn. 

Speeches shuffle, overwhelms.
A sense of fear strikes to be cautious.
Sternum then bends, unable to be erect.
I question myself, is this worth it?
Do I deserve?

After all this, life consoles me at its best.
The reception of hope shouts into my ear.
I question myself,
should I believe in me? 
Or, give my life a second chance?

A loss

Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.
Green leaves ash off, as the home stands alone.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.

Each stick of fire and to a disaster they turn
But the millions of air to respire are gone.
Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.

Single hand enough of a luxurious desire and fun.
Mother nature sobs, years of memories of her own.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.

A loss of earth that is sure will never return.
Thousands of old trees that had grown.
Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.

a trial to destroy what we've earned.
How pathetic has it been, mother nature has known.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.

Life needs air, as like the moon and the sun.
committing a mass suicide, lack of realization.
Their souls ache crying in silence, they mourn.
Their old scars hurt with the added lacerations and the burns.

shuffle

     
The endeavors spoke, louder
harder to give it a hold.
Mysterious dawn popped
catastrophe it might be
for, purity it stored

Challenge from beneath the ground
keeps me shoved till the end.
Closing my eye may clear the vision
but it corrodes the main.

A sin they say, their thought sees
insanity walks around me,
as if it’s never going to leave.

I called it to say take me along
for I might collide and rain if I go,
but I have no will to live with the clouds.
The heaves will drags me and darken my soul.

Thursday 18 February 2016

Heavenly

The crystal clear night speaks out loud the birds’ chirp and the wild lives howl. I stand here with more joy than terror The moon smiles and everything seems lighter. I no longer have urge to move move back to the life I used to. No face has a charm unlike here, The moon smiles and everything seems clear. under this sky, thousands of nights, much less than a second of joy. there, at the hell i had to be. Heavenly, the moon smiles at me..

Explaining the unexplainable


Something that's inexpressable,
A love of that kind.
Emotions that flow there
like a paper toy in an intense wind.

Oh, a blessing it is,
honest as a speech of naive.
Absent anticipation, filled with esteem.
Been craving desire for centuries.

A love thats crystal pure,
true like a shedule of sun.
Glorifying every second, the morning and the dawn.
Away in the horizon but shows up  in the morn.

Fantasy it is, like the fairy tale stories.
Melodious, like the words in lullabies
This is what a love is, thats unconditional 
Having no measure, neither a compare nor its relatable.

Monday 15 February 2016

Queries to the fallen star



I conceded myself into your soul.

Not a sole question I arose.
Dejected anticipations,
jumbled thoughts,
and a heart full of doubts.
Yet I caught my breath, 
appeased myself for no reason. 

I wondered why? Out of all the stars I had,
and I knew, the whole sky and the land was mine
but I fell upon the star that fell.
A falling star, shedding all my dreams away.

I wondered why? Within your premises, 
I knew, I could be the ball of fire
but like the planets around the sun,
dolefully, I kept moving around.

I don’t wonder, clinging onto those ‘why’s.
But I do wonder, what made you be the sun?
While you could have been the star that twinkles
why did you have to fall? 
Into the land that owns no fantasy at all.

I keep falsely consoling myself.
You weren’t that star.
You are clouded and you will shine again.
I hate to regain my hope sometimes
willing to get answers that belong to me.
It wasn’t you, I realize. But the answers,
they are still mine.

Heavenly mess and the promises



I can see the bright color of my ceiling being faded,
it's being harder for me to focus my eyes.
I can feel my hand trembling and its carrying something.
Something just dropped aside, hit the ground i can barely hear it.

I force my feeble hand to sense my wrist that feels so numb.
Oh! I realize,
i made a mess again, another attempt to be no more.

The trial cut that i no longer remember, was it really me?

The blood is oozing out like it did before and a feeling so hard strikes me once more.
The same feeling with a rolling tears and a heart so heavy,
A promise to myself not repeating these mistakes
It's been way too many.

It's been a habit, the mess and the promises.
I don't know what guides me nor i know what kills me inside.
I have always wanted to live when i am aware,
but the impulse that drives me
That kills me from the outside.
Maybe it wants to see me balanced.
Balanced from both the ends.

This mess and the promises make me feel so high,
So good that i always want to stay alike.
I neither need drugs nor i need liquors.
This insane state and the numbness after the mess circulates within my vessels.

Nothing can beat this heavenly feeling, that goes through my nerves.
And not a thing stops me from laying here, everyday like a corpse.

Wednesday 20 January 2016

HEART, the beauty

A Strange feeling crosses my soul,
taking me to wonderland where I wobble alone.
How a heart remain so solid yet so fragile,
loaded with tons of unspoken queries sparkling through the eyes.

Hidden but it's unable to hide,
forbidden but it's giving a try.
A sense of success in the battle with myself,
and it becomes impatient to feel a marvellous joy.

Sometimes, gets carried away along with the breeze,
vibrating the spirit within.
And there are times, it stays still,
completely frozen, harder to be deceived.

Amazed by it's strength, I keep on playing with thoughts,
how the same heart be able to take up these all.
Let the mystery remain, Let it not get revealed,
So I be able to Sense my feelings and grab a beauty of it.