Silhouettes of need

Of dreams from the past evade
Of rain in the window cascade
Of essence in love calling
Of shrinks in faith falling
Of joys nurturing youth
Of agonies building each truth.

To laugh amongst the wild
To weep in the furnace so mild
To envy passion’s disgrace
To capture the emotional brace
To move into the remote
To destiny so abruptly wrote.

From the delirous highs
From the crucial mere tries
From the most elegant of a thought
From a hiatus so deeply sought

A galaxy of life I derive,
Feelings of grief I deprive.

Journey: Epilogue and Prologue

The nights were long
It was felt;
It was dreamt;
Long black narrow lanes
Wind gushing
Rain clogging.

 

The nights were felt a little more,
Delving to its core,
Stars galore,
Let the moon explore.
Then sleep: Dream-
Long black narrow lanes,
Appeared – Disappeared – Reappeared.
The albino looked more confident.

 

The nights were completely visible
Shorter than those
Dreams at dawn; only.
Visions of a dark night,
Narrow lanes – Rain – Storm.
The albino laughed.

 

The nights have vanished
Slumber is void
But, the dream is…
…alive.

 

It is raining
Wind gushing on my face
As I walk the night
Naked
Through the long black narrow lanes
Towards the tumuli
Confident
Laughing.

 

I discovered myself
As the albino
Not in my dreams
But in my nights
I don’t sleep.

 

Life has turned me an
INSOMNIAC.

Unborn Flames of Death

Sunbeams by my windowsill,
Revoke me from clinching my rigorous past;
The tears I cried
The smiles I shared
With my heartbeats
With my rhythm
With my solitude
With my passion.

The previous day’s hectic schedule,
Revoke me from puking over my life’s mistakes;
The slangs I abused
The persons I betrayed
With my defeats
With my depressions
With my lack of confidence
With my plowed mindsets.

Gorgeous clouds, stupendous lightning and the enigmatic rain,
Revoke my belief in my faith;
The Gods I prayed
The times I out spoke
With my spite
With my lies
With my enmity
With my chagrin.

My inbuilt desires, fatalist destiny and my ruined dreams,
Revoke my smile at myself.
The hiccups I had
The stability I demoralized
With my spirit,
With my favorable youth,
With my receiving gratitude,
With my reason to live.

My reason to live and my reason to love,
Revoke me from loving my life while living my life.
The sunbeams by my windowsill
The previous day’s hectic schedule
The gorgeous clouds, stupendous lightning and the enigmatic rain
The inbuilt desires, fatalist destiny and my ruined dreams
With the reason I fight
With the reason I survive
With the reason I love
With the reason I live
Live on the life of blame,
Till death – the unborn flame.