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In the midst of darkness

Say, the sky I saw that night,the half dead sky. I stood in the heart of this never ending enigma, That stretched its horizons to the extrema The weight of this soul held elongated shadows of emptiness, And the thorns pierced through my mind, Being bounded in a space of purple flowers Holding drops of tears i cried. An uncanny fear crept in, With darkness environed, Toddling steps of gloom concocted stairs, Bridging its way to this fragile pump, Empty nights that wouldn't settle in Mornings that would never be back, Holding up my neck all out And curtailing me to respire. Gathered strength and tightened my hope I opened my eyes again A familiar stench of wind grooved past me, engulfing this wounded pith. Toxic, turbulent and treacherous it poised. As it coiled and crawled like a venomous Viper. Doubts arose And blew this glowing spring. I stood with my legs bound by the shackles of sacrifices Mind stuck between ideals and reality Dreams that only i ...

That lonely sunny afternoon

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The sun's blaze pierces through a gallery of trees As if he were spreading his arms in pride, The trees are waving along the breeze Taking low and high stride. The lonely afternoon creates a nonchalant blanket, And his thoughts wander here and there The silence intensifies, the void widens, And its darkness hits with its terrifying glare The heart cries out to meet his friends As if it was lonely for a long time. The eyes swell up with memories of past And he hears the present whisper" You are mine". The mind shrinks in the midst of the heat, And the melancholy subdues the curious kid, Then as some time passes by, a voice vibrates from deep within, That makes him to again stand on his feet. The music of smooth breeze flows through his soul And the leaves start dancing along its beat The lonely kid wipes his wounds out, As he starts walking down a lifeless road with utmost grit. The friends he left seem to be soaring in...

Those days of summer

"Hey come lets play", shouted his friend. They used to play a lot of different games during those days. Ah, the weird games, nothing could stop them from doing their heart. One day during one bright and glorious summer, the sky was clear , trees were dancing along the rhythm of the wind, they made a pact. The pact was regarding various cartoon shows. It was like" The one who picks a character from the show keeps it till the end".   And so with the beginning of each new show they would choose their first characters and stick to them. Fun seemed to have no boundaries those days. After coming from school those long hours of play. It was their happy place. It was their heaven.  There was nothing called complex, competition and cunning during those times. Everything was as fluid as it could be . Now all this sphere is a human who is in a dark void having dreams of creatures eating him away. He seems to be caged , forbidden and alone. Alone with himself. ...

Memories

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The innocent shows, the alluring showers, Days when i could see only beautiful flowers. The playful afternoon, the blissful night, Days when i would  always find sky a mystic sight. Memories of those moments still linger, Only if i could touch them with my finger. Memories of unbreakable brotherhood, Memories of my childhood. The weird fantasies, the unfathomable dream, Days when flow of excitement used to brim. The funny portrayals , the mini quarrels  Days when we could enjoy with squirrels. Memories of unbreakable brotherhood, Memories of my childhood. The cheerful hugs, the "just for some seconds" drop of tear, Days when there was nothing to fear. The soulful songs, the unusual dance, Days when there was nothing called i have a 'chance'. Memories of unbreakable brotherhood, Memories of my childhood. The unbreakable bond of friendship, the untraceable view of eyes, Days when i could glance beyond the skies. The hugs of love, the pain of de...

Arrival of spring

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As i gazed through the window of my room, I felt a blissful touch of a wind that could sway away every gloom The trees were dancing along the flow of the breeze, And all i craved was the moment to seize. A wave of nostalgia hit my heart, And it managed to move this lazy cart. The beautiful flowers were spreading their fragrance, And the child in me started dancing in the terrace. A quantum mole of light swept past my mind, And it took me to a land of beings that were kind. The wandering kid soared in the cloud of dreams, And it cherished its life's yearning films. A mysterious glaze sparked from the head of a tree, And the music of this lively sphere started to feel free. The chilling cold seemed fading fast, And the heat of the sun smiled at last. A breath of fresh air sailed past me, And it filled me with happiness beyond anyone could see. As i unbound my memories that bundled like a string , It marked the arrival of the spring. ...

Just in hope

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Endless days of struggles,  Endless days of agony, Endless days of pain, Endless days without a gain. This game is hard to stop, But i remained silent just in hope. There was a dawn my heart wanted to see. There was a rain my flesh longed to feel. There was a playground where i wished to play. Days when i wanted to make a joke, But i remained silent just in hope. At times, I would scream, At times, I would stop, At times, I felt darkness gallop, But i remained just in hope. I feel the dream will be true, I feel flowers will bloom, I know i will be gone when everything is done. But i wont remain silent just in hope.

Leap of time

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Just grooving on in a loop on and on, Without a sign of shining sun, Days and days I keep getting torn With the hopes that fortunes will turn. It seems i am in the midst of a never ending fog, I am unable to find a person to hug. The thought of losing myself frightens me, I am unable to cope up with the change you see. Is it due the sudden change in the blowing wind?, Or is it just my fluctuating state of mind? The weather looks gloomy every now and then, There are ripples in the depths of my den. It feels like I am drowning into a dark void, I am unable to settle this unending feud. The aromatic dawn seems like fading away, The unsettling night says "I am here to stay". Is it due the solitariness of time?, Or is it just the changes 'Prime'. The sweet, simple and sensitive child seems like dying, The purple black demon keeps on growing. It terrifies me to the pit of my abyss, I am unable to embrace this holy bliss....