A Million Thoughts

Contemplating all aspects                                    Ruminating over the after effects, Living a million lives Looking for the one, Where peace grows & thrives                                                                                             Condensing the raining thoughts, Wrapping it up in a moment Overwhelming the present, Actions misdirected & stained All couldn't be kept & it still rained

The loud noises are so deafening,
The stealth silence so concerning,
The wavy shores, or the calming depths,
May be an island around
Where lesser chaos, and some peace be found

The Book

 If I'd write a book,
There'll be dozens of chapters
Some with sorrow,
Some filled with laughter

There'll be some lengthy ones
And also brief ones,
Some secrets buried
Few encounters cherished

A wish to rewrite few chapters,
Somewhere I'd belong
Probably a less unfortunate destiny
A happy one with ecstasy

There'd still be my favourite part
Etched & preserved closer to the heart,
A fading memory of weighing fondness
Drowning flow of everyday hollowness!

Dilemma

That little flickering light, The unending battle we fight, Treasuring what we hold close And love we don't wanna lose

The skirmish with no victor,
A difficult choice,
The keeper, or lover?
Obligations, or happiness?

The desire to reach the captivating one,
The one who'll make the judgement,
Will dreams turn into reality?
Or, etched mark of oblivion

A fulfilling incomplete journey,
Will it halt and conclude early?
Everything's worth dying for,
A better half maybe destiny has in store.

Shadows & Lights

A shimmer of light
Little superficial & bright,
Chaotic unreasonable blend
Nothing yet everything to comprehend

Disturbing uneven waves
Oblivious where it takes,
May be its better on the other side?
A mysterious journey with no guide

Shadows follow you when its bright
Multiply itself when there's multiple lights,
When its dark & quiet
Its all you with nothing in sight!

The Last Bit

 

Everything's falling into place
Convened to a small space,
Fragile, and a mess
A little composed on days

Presumptuous and unreasonable,
To be content and fulfilled
With all within grasp,
Still afar, and distanced

The obscure bit in the puzzle
Depriving its completion,
Lost part, or the imperfect piece,
Will remain as an unfulfilled wish!

UNSAID

 

Things I'd not say
Maybe there's another way,
Or, rather keep it to myself, if I may,
An entangled twisted letter to convey

Listen to the faint whispers
Saying it all where words stutters,
Bottled up to the head,
Would be rather stifled,
than shattered dread.

Exhausted and unrest,
Somnolent and insomniac,
A little too much efforts I guess
Should find repose in my own ways!

SURREALITY

 

Let's walk into the unending night
But tread cautiously,
The lack of illumination hinders our sight,
Unapprised to the fact,
"What we desire, or for what we fight?"

The one we desire,
The one that we long for,
Is it the one destined?
Or, those can be intertwined?
The indefinite await for certain uncertainty

Surmised the anticipation,
The uncanny hallucination,
The reality's contradiction,
And the destined destination,
I'd rewrite it, maybe a premonition,
Without a justification!