Nothingness

I want to be in the silence

In the nothingness

Where I don’t even hear my echoes

Nor the sound of my own breathe.

Take me to that open field

Where I don’t listen to the bird’s chirp

Nor the air blowing into my ears.

I want to be in “the peace”

In the cosmos

Where tranquility meets my soul

And my eyes blinded with the purity of heaven

As I see enough of all these colors

This chaos, dancing so loud, tearing the fleshes of my sanity.

Take me to the land of moon

Where all the bubbles of wickedness break

As if, the universe is dead

And, every single being on this planet

The flowers and the trees, the birds and the bees

The lands and the gravity

All the living and the dead

The insight and the awareness

Are walking in funeral procession. 

And, I be in that dead silence

Mourning the death of universe

With all my sanity, hoovering

And, I am aware of this nothingness

The feel of my heart not beating

And the lungs, not longing for breathe

I stand in nothingness feeling alive all by myself

I want to be in that silence

Take me to the land of Peace.

mindful of thoughts

 Thoughts within me

beating every cells of my brain 

like a bunch of horses

running off beat

trying to overpower myself,

with blossoms full of color

is this how is life supposed to be?

i ask myself..

and right then, i spot a weird looking plant 

eyeing me completely 

with a throne arising from petal itself

happiness is not a myth

i remind myself again..

throwing away the thorny petal

to my surprise,

 underneath the pile laid all those creatures

crawling and creeping,

wandering like the thoughts within my head

i am an overthinker 

i think again

i should let my thoughts go..

i think again

i then want to let it go, one by one

slowly,

yet at once

do they deserve to be here?

i question myself

my brain, yells out too

noooo....

right then, i start

i start it, i shoot at one of those wanderers 

and, all i can remember is just , letting one of  it go

rest of them , they still hover here

i think again

i am willing to shoot at others too,

my bad, i cant lift my hands anymore,

i see myself ,

lying on the floor 

with the thought i just shot...

it laid beside my head, 

covered in bright red petals

 that i showered myself with. 

i could see it freezing after a while 

letting it cover with all the creeps

a day passed by 

my hands are cold

a long sigh...

the wanderers left my brain 

a day passed by,

i can see them dance

dance in a group

carrying a body, all covered

 i cant recognize 

i think again..

with all my ears to listen to the gallops of horses..

aren't these my thoughts ? 

 running again ?

Grasp

Starting with nothing, no armor , no sustenance 

Just the conscious pushing the subconscious

All that was to be known, was learning how not to stop. 

The cries and the howl , pulling to lose the secure 

In search of every bit of sunshine left within

Just so everything could be put together..

Stars that shine upon, it was all the smiles

Dark, swallowing it , hoping none of it belonged. 

Aware, having all the mementos  hidden 

The world never fitted in that soul, nor it ever wished it to be.

So the start began again, 

But neither the armor nor sustenance gained 

This time, it was known how not to stop.

No air has a bad melody

Nor the black clouds can obscure the stars actually ..

The world never had to belong to soul…

Grasping it, the world never had to belong to the soul. 

Grasping it again, the self-love should overpower its life

The soul will begin to cross the locked doors

While seeing the moonlights in darkest of hours

And the rainbows will show up amidst the deadly falls .. 

No thunder is going to scare , 

As the lightening itself will walk the soul to its home…

YOU

 A sight that captures my entity

you are the happiness that drives me there

 As i stand in the shore i had longed To be..

you are the waves frequently hitting my toe 

Making me feel my Presence,

That right moment,

You are the charm that brightens my eyes.

Making me Sense the beauty of being happily alive...

As i breathe in deep,

proudly standing amidst the greenery 

You are the air that goes into my cell,

turbulent yet steady as it comes to me.

Thousands of miles as i walk through, 

the aches and sore, distressing my foot

You are the sun that warms my soul, 

melting all the pains, icing in stitches.

To all my hungers and craves, 

you are the toppings that gives me chill

Full moon to the darkest of my nights, 

you stand right there,

Making me Sense the beauty of being happily alive...

Voyage

 

Foot on a stormy road, path unsure

All she sees is bed of petals piled up

like a stack of bricks, lined up

thrones she foresees yet in memory of her serenity, she heads.

A soul of a sword,

fully aware of its chore

Standing in between the warriors

Fails and rises again,

Blades still being the same,

sharp enough to war against..

Years of her memoir, safely kept 

double keyed the door,

A promise to not look back, neither beyond.

She continues, with memorandum 

Her tomorrow follows.