Watching over all
The silent hum
From a digital world
Chasing us, even in
The sleeping hours;
For how they evolve
To read our dreams
Fathom what our
Greatest fears are!
Thus, we lay bare
Before artificial gods!
I walked the obscure pathTraversed distances, aloneI doubted myself, lonelyCraving for company;At the end of the rainbowI searched high and lowMagical messages to know“It is okay to be on your ownTo make choices, unknownFor in silence, growsThe strength of souls!”
I sieved the starsThrough my fingersThey fell on the groundNow, sparkling dust!The mist from my eyesMingled in the glassThe shimmer flowedInto oceans and seasLuminescence washedTo the silver beach,I picked up the shardsOf the broken stars.One with the sandBy the shores I standCrystal dreams in my handI clutch them to the bosom,The roaring skies demandThe glitterContinue reading “Starry Visions”
A surge in my veinsThrobbing templesBurning sensationOf rising resentmentHelpless, I seeMen in power beReckless, remorselessStirring uprisingsWhere anger isDirected to fellowsWithout folly, sans flawSo, fingers do not point,To merchants of war!
Hidden, unspokenBehind a facadeOf the daily grindChores to keep the mindAway from the surgeOf emotions unheard.Latent they layWaiting for the dayTo capture their preyRip apart the semblanceOf holding it togetherStronger they growThe more you ignore!
I wrote this before 2019 – a different context & mood – when we did not know about a pandemic waiting to be unleashed. Macabre, how true these lines are today, as we battle second wave of Covid19 in our country. I see darknessBloom from withinSprouting like deadly fungiAsphyxiating our breathKilling our sensesWith neon dosesContinue reading “Despair”
I see the blossomIn your hair witherFrom morn to duskThe petals are nowBrown as twilightIn the evening trainBack from work
They run throughThe sunlit groveSummer in their hairSweat clinging to strandsSun-kissed nowSunburnt at duskIt bothers not muchFor childhood is aboutFruit orchardsYellow fieldsAn amusing prank hereA scraped knee thereMaking memoriesBefore the sun sets!
Addicted to chaosI enjoy the rumblingsOf thunder houndsGathering in the horizonPromise of a stormIn the dark clouds;The Devil howlsA clarion callFor rain to descend;In torrents, in the slushI am one with the anguishOf nature, floodingDrifting, breaking
Flowers in the wild
All crimson red!