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Final moments!

Ruffling of the trousers to the wildest of the winds,
disturbing the perturbed silence that’s reigning me,
with naked back to sky, I stand riveted to the ground,
while thoughts of singularity swirling within me to see!

“What of beauty when looked thorough eyes of nigh,
where does it lie if not in hands of the designer?
could it be manifold, each for one pair of eyes?
what amplifies idea, it lies in the hands of beholder?”

“What of all words if they do not convey the emotion?
whom do they belong if not to the dull mind that forms?
would they weigh the same if seen from so far away?
what simplifies notion of speaking while words are treasure?”

“What of life if not oneway that can’t be traveled back?
what else it say rather its yours to screw the way you want
could it mean something else if seen any other day?
what complicates this notion of living rather accepting?”

Running thoughts taking toll, takes a step back beyond cliff,
the free fall clears the air, while the mind becomes chill,
numb heart waits for the moment eagerly just to stay still,
these final moments, I think of nothing but the beyond!

On the hill top

At the hilltop, cool summer wind as the only audience,
look down at the world, that’s, well beneath my feet,
the arrogance of life reflecting on the endless sky,
dreamy delights of the day dreams, slowly slips by!

Cacophony of life, rambling with the ageless time,
swings wildly between points of poignancy and accuracy
longevity of the thoughts, struggles with coherence,
notions of being and living, keep coming back to me!

Clouds flowing aimlessly, caressing all the while,
echoes the notion of never belonging, constantly,
serenity in life is attached to being detached,
close my eyes, command the heart to stay still!

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!