Life Beyond Life
A life away from life and here is the air similar to the ones before, Casting away the existing darkness and shyness into the withering dust, Galloping the existing me into believable things living past life, Similar to what it…
Speak, Dear Life
On the contrary, one should have picked up the thoughts much earlier, Drying in the oceans are ignorance of times untested yet derivatives of failure. Speak, dear life, as your answers are unsatisfactory to my listeners, Your daily emittance…
In My World
In my world, I mean to say there are some things I need to say, There’s no pain, isn’t there any memory washed away in merciless rain. Gushing down pour by pour, in my miraculous life I believe, Is the…
The Utmost Knowledge
It often is so a factor that one lacks something at times when it was most needed. I met life when I needed it the most. As if I have lost it, it feels important to be writing about it.…
Thousands Alone
Not with small numbers with minor descriptions, Not with little thinkers with menial thoughts. Graves put the sands aside, Thousands of numbers feel alone. Troubles that appeared one after the another, Seems levels wishing for no longer mishaps. Onto…
An Empty Vessel
Try stirring with your golden spoon, the air in the empty vessel you see on the table next to you, Give it a nice taste on your ever-longing tongue, and let it give you goosebumps with its…
Everything Could Have Been
Everything Could have been here, live and true, For there hasn’t been much of a chance, To look around, and to know that there’s is, Much to see, other than seeing and believing. That there’s is just this speed yet…
Life Changing
All of what I know, I was scared to ride a motorbike. I mean, how would they do it; managing the gears, the brakes, and the acceleration, all, simultaneously, consistently. One silly mistake, and you’re out, like out of life,…
Allure
Lies, and lies and all fake, My heart fears melting like a candle. God grace upon them all, That do but always for a cause. Terrains, and slopes and steeps, Restrain to those who feel like going. Every time…
Poetic Justice
Copper sky is pending to be touched, A fairy tale that missed among all. That burning fire, flurry, and frown, Late nights whose pages frown. Pity, blood for blood who sold, Desire hard for poetic justice. In me…