Parched

Parched lands, Dry ,dusty, rustyFlowing and resting to the whims of the windin summer But when rain - drops on parched lands, they come to lifelike a chemical reaction of sortsa burst of energysmelling pleasantgiving life to a million others In a few days the rains go backand the lands are back to their depths…

Alive

It's difficult to say what happenswhen the volume's turned downand the curtains closedbehind dark roomsspecifically kept silentto invite less life? I guess so. A fly flies past you birds chirplizards bickerwinds turnleaves danceclouds hover moonlight descendsAll of a sudden, everything is aliveall that is inside breathes unlike ever before, in the pulse of the birdsthe…

Muses and lovers.

You were once a person and now you're just a muse, that helps me to write and I keep dishing them out poem after poem and in a world without inspiration, without belief you slowly become the only reason for me to write and I will write ; as faithfully as I loved you, when…

play things from decade old memories

When will it come to be? the time where you play with me like we used to small, innocent games that formed a part of us I sit here and wait in the evenings with my toythings like a child aged 25 a small part of me that was still a child slowly fades as…

Iron lung

Its a wonder how the heart learns to be okay with everything all the things that so disgusted you as a child, are fine now really what's more you are a part of it now, you've absorbed it all, year on year into that skin of yours it seeps at night and simmers down in…

show me how stupid you can get

how stupid can one's heart get?Smelling rain on the soil, in mid summerwhen the rains are too far to come backexpecting little droplets to sizzle again on your face,Or ride through a stormy, windy eveningWith water bullets striking youmaking you feel alive How stupid can one's heart getTo expect something ,that is not going to…

Strange lit moon nights

beat .Consistent sounds of a fan ,Flashing in the nightreaching afar into the moonlit world outsidemurky curtains give a strange filter to its lightAs it entersWithout the slightest of advertisementsunspokenunsoundedAnd yetA powerful force,Tonight.

Wait

I will wait for my own sakeIn dungeons and dark rooms,In basements ,To get the right wayThrough itIn this pursuit if I fall into a never ending darkness,So be it,But I will have passed in the pursuit of something noble,Unlike the everydaythat we liveCrossing off datesPassing time doing littleAnd living passivelyIn a world that grows…

Wait

I will wait for my own sakeIn dungeons and dark rooms,In basements ,To get the right wayThrough itIn this pursuit if I fall into a never ending darkness,So be it,But I will have passed in the pursuit of something noble,Unlike the everydaythat we liveCrossing off datesPassing time doing littleAnd living passivelyIn a world that grows…

Sing me to sleep

the night is longAnd the clock ticks in dry toneswinds heave across the valleyand trees roar through the night like a lullaby,winds pull me into a deep sleepblowing softly from distancesinging into my earsthe only song I'll ever hear they keep me company for as long as I needand expect nothing but keen earsI think…