Category Archives: Poetry

Anecdote Overdose

Scavenging through silence,
The loud echoes of it,
Uprooting anew pillar of strength,
To find weakness under it,
Thank you Oh Holy Master,
For the impious profane grit.

– Mortal

Difference.

I used to be different,
And then I turned indifferent,
And then there was this difference,
That differently differed from my indifference,
And instantly I turned different
Different from my determined indifference
Indifferent from the deterred difference
Yet a difference, quite different

Smite me..

Resilience, begin to fade
The strength, wearing too
Demeanour, degrades
Of me, for them too…

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The appetite, appals
And yet, they keep coming
At me, if not, for…

That’s what am left at
Ask, I am for more.

The Last of her

Inhale. Exhale

Inhale. Exhale

There she was, with a gentle glow..‎
Luring me, to touch her by my lips.
A flame within her, tempting me
To breathe, with. To breathe within

And I just stare, as there’s been enough
Not now, not anymore.
This is it. No more from now.
This is going to be the last.
The Last. The last cigarette.  ‎

– An intro of hopefully a long story someday

Requiem of a dream – scribble

Woke up, to the silence of a scream, 
Bound to ‎world’s definite realms, 
Bound by pain, in pursuit of a dream,‎
Hoping to rise, if not, awaken into a new tomorrow, 
Higher, newer than this saga of sorrow, ‎
Awaken, into a new dream,
Beyond, this world’s definite realms, 

One that they foresaw,‎
Foresaw and stayed alive, ‎
Alive, in requiem of a dream..‎

On a cold Christmas night

I saw the Sun breakthrough darkness,
And moon disappear in bright.
Wind swaying gentle,
On a cold Christmas night.
Things I try forget,
Reminded, at every attempt,
Of what time makes today,
Is of all that, that I’ve spent..
Do things for doing,
For doing that appease,
I was here as myself,
And not here to please..
On a cold Christmas night,
I forgot. I forgave

Live Life High Speed

Slowing down is not an issue, the reasons to slow down are
Every possibility is possible today, but this delay pushes it far
Slowing down is not the issue, but this abeyance has left its scar..

 

Must ride…

 

Spark Cover copy

Begin by being a better observer

Begin by being a better observer,
Think, not just stare.
Care, not just wonder.
Ponder, not just react.
Act, not just fend.
Mend, not just pretend.
Tend, not just obscure.
Assure, not just promise.
Begin. Do more.
Begin by being a better observer

Interpreted Alive. Pronounced dead.

From the once dark phase of life.. The tryst between the body and soul.

Interpreted alive,
Pronounced dead.
Unsure if he tried,
Unsure if others cried.
With a mind lost,
The body along almost.
Interpreted alive,
Pronounced dead.
Some muttered,
Others didn’t.
None cried,
Yet silence uttered.
Pronounced dead,
Lifes premise ended.
Without its soul,
The body awaits
Awaits its demise..
To be, pronounced dead..

Backstabbers.

A large part of my life,
was spent in sharpening others knife,
Of which some would use them to defend attacks,
and some that would be used on my back.