Caught in troubles I thought I shared perhaps, I lost connect with the rest Too momentous, outrightly consuming Too trivial, outrightly rejected. Lost in deciphering your reveries perhaps, I found it wasn’t for me Too distant, evidently symbolic Too personal, evidently interfering. Resolved to rediscover the self perhaps, I arrived at a disturbed dream Too […]
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To the little child heart To the innocence of dreams And desires. To the facade of nonchalance To the struggle with dilemmas To looking for meaning To the most vulnerable moments. To the monkey spirits To the countless daily stories To hearing the unsaid And saying the unheard. To the heaves of inconclusivity To the
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A travel far away Into the recesses of time Counting the cobwebs Is it ? Lost in time and space Painful to eyes Distant memory Is it? Too much to believe Too much to bear Delusional Is it? Strangled promises Lost hopes Daily hopes Round and around I stay for this Is it? And you
I was born out of your circumstances I am dying with your enterprise I have altered the course of your life irreversibly I will leave you amused for the rest of it I am just one among millions who would come and go You may have forgiven the others already I was custom-made for you
The word is shattered Thoughts, Actions, Aspirations Creations Poetry. The word is bizarre Opinions, Responses, Reactions Collections Poetry. The word is obfuscated Foresight, Imagination, Recollection Reminiscences Poetry. And they say, There is nothing to lose.
Keeping you along all the time Letting you hear the sighs In thought. In action In dreams. In reality In high. In low. While you witness each new heave Still hold the hand all the time; Recording in your heart The rise. The fall The hope. The realisation The hurt. The lesson. The conveyor of
The welcome of the autumn The autumn of the skies. Blades of a callous weather Familiar indifferent touch. Footnotes of the sighs Waiting for the doom. Looking for the glory of Once upon a time.
Dreamt of a castle, Didn’t you? Ambiguous little images On the withdrawn ceilings Night after night Dream after dream.. Your star is but the brightest illusion in the night sky. Your rage is another fire, meant to die with melting snowflakes. Your destiny is another city, Another cage.
Laying in the abyss of solitude and uncertainity I dreamt of you. Distant Different Defiant You refused to acknowledge me. Is that a dream? Dissolving Dilapidated Disfigured You chose to look away. Is that a dream? Desolute Discloured Dismerbered The heart sank in. And I woke up. Still no sign of you. ‘Are you fine?’
The penultimate moment of indecision Timeless moorings Procrastination redefined Desires recombined To stay, and then to stay some more Before the void is left For always and ever Stay some more until you stay no more. Can fulfillment ever be defined?
