Painting

The colours seem far

Away nowadays 

Which used to disperse

From the tips of my hands

The brushes too

Have fallen victim

Of time and space

And time again

Logic and patterns 

Were the prime centers 

But even they have become 

Quite illogical

What am I then to do

To show my creativity

To show a painting

Filled with words…

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Life Chapter-7

Along one of these roads

I found my missing self

Tucked in a corner

But not hidden

I reached out

And sang a lullaby

To let my emotions

Come back to me

One step ahead

Why are you afraid

Its only natural

Its part of maturing

Tried the easier way

To follow other’s footsteps

But now you are left

With a decision to comprehend

Could this be

A way to breach

The treasures it hides

Or are those lies?

Are you illusioned

By the truth it cries

You’ve seen the result

Then why choose this road

Unless you’re wanting

Something unreal

Everyone will tell you

To do what next

But you have to choose

What to do in this test

The point of this exercise

Is to replace

One addiction

With something proper

It keeps you on the edge

With a mind of its own

To give you a peek

Of what’s left in the store

So take a plunge

And drive through

Let me show you

The way to go

You can be

Who ever you choose to be

But first, clear your head

And settle your mind

Only then

You’ll be able to pray

For that is a must

Before you can lust… 

Life Chapter- 6

Lately

I find myself

Battling with emotions

Amidst the psychedelic twists

One door closes

While other one teases

My body is numb

But my heart is alive

With the song of fire

That’s burning inside

To write a biography

Is not the easiest task

Especially when you’re unfamiliar

With who you are

It’s amazing

That what they feel on it

Is a part, of what

Defines normality for me

But when did it end up

Being a curse

“Its me you should trust

All the way if you must

You have seen the signs

Of what I’m capable of

So don’t hesitate

And take control of your mind

If you thought someone

Will hold your hand

And guide you the way

Look in the mirror

There’s only you standing there”

“Some make it a hobby

You made it a profession

Then why be afraid

To stop and look ahead”

Their words, the anger

Keeps hurting from inside

But still I’m not able

To choose a single side

These indefinite paths

Leading to unmarked graves

Will either mark the beginning

Or end of something great

I’m standing alone

In this maze

To clear the world

Of all it’s haze

Those obsessions, are starting to

Appear again

Is it an act of depression

For other one to cater

Going deeper and deeper

Into the jungle

I’d find myself tracing

My very own steps

Even the nature

Was now aware

Of all of my ways

To keep me in line

The world grew a little colder

As the snow started to fall

Amidst those white havens

There stood a man

With candle in hand

And dressed in white

Curiosity

Is what kept driving me

Towards that light

Looking for inspiration

Everywhere

You stumbled upon

A rock that fell

To unlock the handle

That’s kept somewhere else

Those impressions still remain

Upon the cremates

As if their world isn’t done

Of a story to tell

And at the sight of thee

It was I who fell

As if marking

The end of this lane

And so I turn around

Step by step

To get through

This imaginary palace… 

Life Chapter – 5

The one light

That used to define

Is lately missing

In every work you are doing

Do you remember

When our heart was alive

Now it’s left

With no time

And made an alliance

With it’s own

Captivity

I still cherish

The way it felt

But can’t recollect

For what it stood for

Those patterns

Still linger around

At every corner of my eye

The stars used to talk to me

About their alienation

The mother nature

Would grab me tight

To her holy bosom

I could see the light

Even when lonesome

And heart was just another tool

To express devotion

That puzzle piece

Is the one I long for

The moment it arrives

I will finally be complete

I fold my hands

As if to pray

To clear my head

From all it’s hate

The ideas are scattered

All around, by your brain

The key was in my hands

But lost it along the way

Hence I shine in the rain

Like a white owl in day

Desaparecido

Is what my other self is

Prisoner No. 3128760

Is what he goes by

I did meet him

A few ages ago

His impression was dull

And rugged

Unrecognizable

To everyone else

So I left him alone

With his thoughts

Thinking it’s better

For both of us

But how wrong, I was

Only time has told…

Life Chapter – 4

“One shot two shot

Three shot four shot

All I hear is gun shots

This is where the fun stops”

But why is my mind dwelling

On a song by another

My eyes are wide open

I think that insomnia is over

With this sudden burst of energy

What am I supposed to do

“I guess a distorted reality

Is now a necessity

To be free”

Has my mind gone mute

Or is it just a copycat

Who won’t let them see

The other side of me

I thought the facade was clear

Then why are the shields up

Where has all my confidence gone

Was I always this numb

“Isolation

Is not good for me

Isolation

I don’t want to

Sit on a lemon tree”

What is happening

Was the coffee too strong

Or am I feeling guilty

For something wrong

My mind is in distraught

I need to try harder

To focus on a single thing

To keep it settled

Its recurring in my brain

Giving no clues

To deviate

From the path it has chosen

A lie it has forged

Covered with castles and rocks

How will I stand

With only a hammer in my hand

Sometimes it feels

Like a show is going on 

Where normality

Is so depressing

That everything is premeditated

And a door to reality

Is waiting to be opened

“I’ll stay awake

Cause the dark’s not taking

Prisoners tonight”…

What if… 

What if the world we live in

Is just another reality

Of the plurality

What if everything is premeditated

And we’re living the lives

Already liven

By our ancestors

And their ancestors

What if

The heaven is the hell

What if

The hell is the heaven

What if 

The future is the past

And present is just a peasent

Of future and past

What if I

Showed the devil

How to be pious

And spiritual

What if I

Created the devil

Out of mud and clay

When everything was in disarray

What if I 

Am not the one writing it

Just a pawn

In someone else’s bigger game

And the truth is

I am beginning to accept 

That internal noise…

Dreaming

Let the world slip away

And let me, guide your way

To a place

Of our creation

Where no one rests

But our imagination

Let the world slip away

And let yourself, fall away

As if you’re flying

In longest of nights

Simply, close your eyes

And let my voice, sink in

Allow me to take

You on a trip

Anywhere

Of your choice

Let the world slip away

And let me, guide your way

To a place

Where angels meet

And dine alongside

The demons they hide

Let the world slip away

And let yourself, fall away

But first you need

To close your eyes

Think about the river

Think about the shiver

Think about the mountains

Think about, how high are they

We are so petite

In this land so divine

Then why be proud

Over the treasures

You hound

Let go of this pride

And let me, be your guide

To wash away

All of your pain

To clear your conscious

Of every rain

Take a deep breath

And let me control the rest…