Weal and Woe

Dear self,         It’s okay to feel disturbed, sad even helpless         But by letting the tears run down your cheeks,         People can’t belittle you as a kid         After all, what’s so embarrassing in being called one?         Kids are more better than adults in expressing out         With no worries & fear of suppression of others         It is absolutely okay to let the sadness out         Breathing out the polluted air of regret,         Washing away the torn scenes with tears         You will be the one who you determined to be       ...

Do you feel the same too?

Do you acknowledge the destruction of your own clan? Or are you still blind folded in delusion where religious beliefs and karma are drawn out as the cause of this misfortune? This nature has given you much to your need but your stomach was in greed And do you see the aftermath finally ? The pressure this earth has got reverted back to you by your own deeds When your activities are flawless in an eco-system where everything should work in accordance It's no wonder you had no mercy for the pure heart is scarce to find where people kill themselves in hatred You should have bothered about us but we gave up on knowing how intensely self centred lives you were living in We do bear you unlike how you treat us, you can control us, degrade river's quality, hunt for your greedy stomach But better be aware that it's all confined & anything that's consumed more than threshold, can't be tolerated by us We believe there's breakdown in your routine, thousands are being ki...

It feels bored as hell and solely trapped Crazy thoughts travel through head Every page stepped on poses challenges Surrounded by panic and worst nightmares Unsure of where & what it leads us to mustering a pinch of hope for survival & slight air to cling onto I dream of the day when its first ray of light will be as bright & calm as it used to, like in those days of delight And of the time when walls of fear, flaws & anxiety are torn apart leading to an unbeatable character that enriches the society

The gloomy night is set to rule With the moon glowing bright anew  perfectly round in deep silence of wild Work driven humans are lost in slumber  Birds stop chirping, kids close their eyes  And breeze acts strange as the sky deepens One by one the burning bulbs are shut To black, cold whisper of an unknown world  Hidden behind the daylight reveals its strength The flickering candle blows out unlocking the mysteries  As firm eyed owls hoot in content, twitchy eyes of beasts shine fiercely venomous snakes hiss as shadows scattered surmount the ground victoriously The await is on the verge, it’s time for the clan in slumber to feed upon One by one the whole kingdom awakens to lead the night they're gifted Until dawn arrives as the time keeps striding in an infinite loop on & on & on Quotes :  “Time is like a river. It passes taking turns with opportunities laid irrespective of every entity”  “An another dusk & dawn has just passed and there a...

Take me over With your chromatic light Until my vision gets blurred When I can sense only beauty Amidst misleading pretences Distant from this ground so flat And nightmares into your paradise Where I can feel the realm of fantasy In daylight bouncing on those white foamy clouds Securely under your treasure of light in hypnotism Where people seem so tiny Far away from hatred & stoned hearts Shielding from enraging dust falling upon To listen songs hummed by events you've witnessed In alliance with every creature during your mighty rule Take me up Stretching out the tendrils of your beams To lay myself in your comfort & paint patterns Of an everlasting friendship with this soul Who doesn't intend to be an owner nor a conqueror But a creature enchanted By your indescribable charm & spirit Who wishes to play in your company until These limbs in fatigue go numb And eyelids start drooping with heaviness To bid a warm goodbye as your rays Disappear to dark & leave out ...

It takes a rather considerable effort to surpass the feelings that haunt us. Apparently it’s no wonder that silence seems to be an optimum spot to weep in disguise & bury the concerns thereafter. In order to escape from the raid of emotions and to hold on tears from descending, it’s a sort of boon for the broken soul. Silence had been an excellent choice for me too until it preferred to break out from its bars abruptly. I had been in deep misconception believing it could be the best place to discover solace. But events turned upside down on realising it was all ears & had been heeding my concerns from slammed down years. It has stood to ruin the silence of its own even during dreams where I hoped for convenience. It conspired against me by digging out the past that was considered still leaving no trace nor a sign to predict what its intentions are in boosting up the evil from slumber. The long aged trials executed & efforts that were put in subduing have shattered all at on...