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Slumber Where Art Thou!

The platitude of solitude, aligned parallel to plane of deviation,

strikes my numb mind hard, to relinquish any thoughts of reservation,

close eyes gently, hoping to drift off to vacant lands of salvation,

let in notion of sleep, wishing, it would give wings to my imagination!


Completely worn out pate, welcoming the coming flow of, fast paced time,

bows down, in adherence to this perception of, ethereal alchemy for mind,

leaves behind, axiomatic world, hinged on dimensional planes all the while,

to challenge, well proven realities, declaring existence of life and dream!


Bending time, that realistic world spits as fact, past to any naked eye,

extrapolating the curve, to the times of near future, defying the reality,

transposing helical past, to collide the with events of tomorrow coming by,

transforming, linear form of sands of time, to simplified elliptical theory!


Chasing ripples of time, drifting on, three dimensional plane perpetually,

observing from another dimension, which may not be perceivable realistically,

diving, at random yet orderly chosen points, distorting flow intentionally,

enjoying, order in chaos, which the pragmatic world, not seeing it properly!


Waves of tomorrow, slowly lapping, on the distorted notion of spent today,

dragging and merging, with perennial past, shifting existence unnoticeably,

clamouring the crippled idea of existence, preferring to believe new day,

while pushing events, defined and worn this soul, to so called yesterday!


Bright crimson shapes, blinding the eyes from planes, that did make believe,

crashing world, built on multiple facets, which perceptible eyes cannot see,

pulls back mind, to the age old world, where facts are approved when perceived,

a well spent slumber, that defies any logic, to unknown lands silently it flee!


Life, ripples to the shores of reality,
while the senile heart beat endlessly,
adapts to the incoming change, aimlessly,
struggles hard to understand the parity!

The sands of time, drift nonchalantly,
bringing along the illusions of beliefs
wonderful future, a recurring motif,
never allowing, to think differently!

Death completes the notion of living,
beautiful as it sound, this divine angel,
speaks of volumes in silence, a lull,
embracing her resonates with being!


Teach me how, way to walk the distance,

indifferent to pain and the suffering,

embrace the journey as much the destiny.


Show me how, way to carry out the emotions,

with same gait irrespective of the burden,

staying the same, no aberrations, all the while!


Tell me how, to speak the heart every time,

while not altering the course of emotions,

just conveying raw form of simplified facts


Guide me how, to follow heart no matter what,

make the decisions with doubtless mind,

face the ripples, with no drear involved!


Living in ruins, no one to ask me why I do what I do,
past is what I live with, while present bears no meaning
time just slips by, as I trail all the events backwards,
reliving haunting past, relishing the quiet of solitude!

As I lie cherishing silence shared by loneliness,
angular screams of acute realities, in these finite realms
the calm senses shiver to look beyond the pleasantries,
riveted mind addicted to desolation, rejects all such notions

Stretched time, overlap with imagined perceptions,
kindled heart, traverses well known path of self-deprivation,
gets more attached to perceived outcomes of social exploration,
deprived and feeling denied, wishes to nurture this addiction!

Wounded soul yearning for perpetual existence of seclusion,
pulls hard, at the defiant part of brain to give-in without fight,
sit in a chair, reclining little more, look down on the toll
that is taken by time spent “while I rejected the world?”

Severed bonds of relations, none coming to say even a hello,
denying response to any early requests of coming out of this cage,
blanketed the world, under the disguise of pain to be left alone,
feel the wrath, moan in pain or pleasure, can’t say for sure!

Part of me, still has the fortitude to come out and face music,
while wounded self will to live in vain, nothing will change,
longing for relief, look for ways to solace this whole me,
and live in peace and harmony with what all that is left

Rhyming form:

Contrasting life against colorful reality,
addicted mind, allocating perception of duality
adjusting senses to amplify pros of irregularity
spirals down path of, solitude cherishing individuality

Much attached to the notion of living alone
fixating on inhibitions, not for once dwell on
living in closed walls, blinding curtains, well drawn
wails of weeping heart that mistaken as pleasure moans

In solitude, looking for bliss in ignorance,
leaving behind the world, living in this ruins
pry on past, dwindling with the bristling winds
cursing loud cowardice, for it is aiding this loneliness!

Still mind, relishing this profound silence,
countering reasoning or any negating perceptions
craving for seclusion, ever inviting the emptiness
searching for peace in stark void filled with nothingness!

While past come to haunt and beat on senses,
present seems merging with burdening past’s presence
recluse mind, yearns for relief to stay forever in peace
give in more to this notion of desolation in hopes of deliverance


— This is my old write 🙂 Just reposting it here

Almost Natural

Pinnacle of solitude, lay untouched by 
fuming sun, eyes echoing lies, which 
passed the contempt lips, heart beating
in silence, questioning the ineptitude
to revolt at attitude of accepting “Almost”


In search of a dreamy land, 

where I can sleep like just born baby,

tranquility is no longer notion,

pain is considered just, rather unfair,

being content is considered living,

choices driven by selfishness are wise,

actions echo the consent of doubtless heart,

pleasing others is put down to rest forever,

agreeing in disagreeing not regarded as cowardice,

passionate love is no longer a luxury,

wisdom is not preached rather embraced,

I spend everyday!



Thinning dark on the street, marking the incoming day,

slowly paint before me, flowing invisible sands of time

though superfluous, being well aware of it slipping by,

sit by window, I let the night take its toll on sanity.


Melting night, exhausting the peace that’s within,

obtained through lot of mental struggle on the oblivion

of intangible absolution, picking at my physical ruins,

work its way, reminding me, that life is on it’s way!


Tired of being just, measuring the distance in-depth,

dart gaze beyond streets, beyond hills that’s mimicking planes,

a place, that’s pledging tranquility, racing with time,

heart is eager to rest this physical me, in liberation!


Searching for peace, dignity questioning the integrity,

quest for calm is indeed an act of cowardice, when thought of,

walking the mile, a sense of contempt slowly eating up,

walk back to my bed, lie down on it, with eyes wide open!


Closed walls, though imitating the night, can feel the sun,

another disturbing night, added to the countless likewise,

I frown at nothing, everything, wondering, is this living?

neither age nor my wisdom, can clarify this fundamental notion!



Living in the confines of accepted fate,

rejecting the notions of surpassing belief,

never allowing the doubts to reign over me,

bowing to the well bound rules of the society,

nurtured mind slides this downhill of time,

accepting the way the things existed as such,

living with the mundane, agreeing with defeat,

I spend the sun up, counting the seconds till

they merge to minutes and to hours till sunset,

sulking alone, I wait the night for another dawn!

Being the riche…

Being the richest man in the cemetery doesn’t matter to me. Going to bed at night saying self, did something wonderful today, that’s what matters to me.

Quoted by Steve Jobs