Sunday 17 April 2011

Unperturbed silence interrogated

The clouds shaded the sky grey,
The world silenced with the rusted fumes 
Of dismay

Of the wind that stopped its walk,
In a tick of second,
The glass shattered into pieces,
Its sound reverberating in the static bareness…

The pendulum swayed indifferent 
Of the dying day…

The sullen heart groaned in pain…
Mocked by the clock
That spoke of transience
But the world had fallen in a deep dark valley
Of no return 
Of no hope…

The pendulum still swayed 
Untouched by grievances that moaned aloud…

Eyes tired by the monotonous silenced day
No dusk, no dawn 
Just rusted fumes galore…
The vocal chords stitched to muteness…

Hands that flung deep into 
Roots of trust of mates…
Were found decayed,
Rotten, withered…
Not sunken deep within but 
Wearily wounded over the unreal surface 

Prostrated by the fake masks…
Wondering if the world was nothing 
But a mirage…

The glass was broken,
The world had fallen…

Yet the pendulum still swayed 
With its menacing laughter…

And suddenly the wind blew uptight 
Slashed the sky,
Rusted fumes bled red…
Monotonic grey swirled in rage

Yet no one awoke
To this dreaded dismay,
The silenced world slept 
In the deep dark valley of gloom
And incapable of change…

No words crept into the swirling sky,
The roots that had seemed your’s,
Shredded in the testing storm,
With hollowness that didn’t moan or cry…
Cause there wasn’t any,
You’d once thought would’ve been….

The sky that broke into fury 
Of rusted reds and swirling madness of winds
Exhaled its mocking laughter
Echoing the pendulum’s sway…

Of reality that meandered where you lay,
Engulfing your weary stand...

Muted lips
And clouded eyes
Awake to a new day…

With no broken glass
Deep blue sky, that hid the story of past…
Brightened sun pierced through flaky dust…
And the pendulum swayed
Echoing sounds of realization…

Wednesday 13 April 2011

Staring outside only to see what I had in me


Water drops from the heavenly skies,
Washing away all misery,
Falling in glory...

I'm sitting in an auto,
Shielding my identity,
Armed with an umbrella...


I frown when I see
The drowned roads
And downing transports...


Water screaming out its prominence,
Stuck in a traffic jam,
I look at a black car's bonnet,
And suddenly I'm lost
In the mystical world of ocean,
The drops of water swim gracefully


Across the black vastness,
As though I saw
Tadpoles swimming swiftly in water depths...


When I saw the ground,
It's was a mirror,
Reflections everywhere: two worlds' simultaneous existence...


I can't help but smile...
And somehow I see myself completely,
And become aware of the world inside me...


Insecurities resurface,
But vanish with another drop of rain,
For I feel marvelled
By the beauty that surrounds me...


And I laugh at my childish groans and wails...
I'm enlightened to realise: 


When one comes in understanding with oneself,
What lies outside hardly matters...



Tuesday 5 April 2011

Behind The Curtains...

Sunken in sadness of monticity,
Bereft of joys of creativity,
The soul lurks in shadows of gloom
Unprecedented by the vagrancy of life…

Eyes drowse upon,
Trying to escape to the mystical world of imagination...


Illusions of stark reality lingers in your mind,
Battling with oneself in this odyssey of life...


Disabled by the confusion of opposition between mind and soul,
Time ticks by to unfold
The prophecy that remains untold…



Crumbling madness bestows upon you
The responsibility of your fate...


The rush charred by the static ambiance,
Imprisoned by the taboo of insanity,
Marred by the wilderness of distortions,
Neurons connect to disguise the truth...


Silence engulfs each memory,
Darkness sweeps across all laughter, cries and screams to a void...


Leaving behind its trail:
Deprivation surmounts emptiness,
Shivering by coldness stung upon you,
No tear chokes you, no cut that lets you bleed,
No flow that lets you know that you still breathe…