Cleanse

November '2014

The darkness inside of me spills out like industrial waste.
it's grainy, slimy, creepy with a stench and dirty.
very very dirty.

I take out a spoonful of the slime, everyday
and become cleaner, everyday.
I bathe in the sunlight, everyday
and disinfect the germs, everyday.

I'm swimming through the mud
into clearer water, still,
into cleaner air, still
with spiral rainbows and spinning fishes,
with powdered surfaces and daffodil hills.

good night

the dark bleeds silent tears
the silent tears evaporate into thin air
the air gets sultry

the life bleeds hope
the hope evaporates into complacency
the complacency gets too much

Sense and Sensitivity

8th October '11

Loss
Deep loss
Mourning
Bellowing mourning

Mirth died today
With it the youthful joy

Do you belief in rebirth?

--

Oh so the mourning is for a death
That happened a while ago?

So what's with today?

Why is today cast in gloom
Of a shadow which hovered a while ago?

Did u not see then?
Did u not hear then?
Where were you then?

--

These seas of silence
This silent despair
I cannot take anymore

These few words
So heavy with darker meaning
This dreamless night
So cloudy with thoughts
I cannot take anymore

These trembles, So delirious with loneliness
This me, So brimming
I cannot take anymore

Morrow’s song

15^th sept ‘10

I wanna kiss the darkness

I wanna live the dream

The circles round and round , around the eyes

They deepen

The scars at the joint, they bleed, they dry, the scars

They never heal

I wanna kiss the darkness

I wanna live the dream

You kiss, you love, you plead, you say sorry

You walk, you run, you rush, you come back again

You live, you die, you live, you die, you sleep

You wake up again

It’s the same sunshine

It’s the same rain

It’s the same feeling

It’s the same damn emotion

I wanna kiss the darkness

I wanna live the dream

You look, you search, you find, you assure

You know you’ve found it

The answer to the dark, to the shadows, to the loneliness

You smile, you jump, you dance,

You found your soul again

But some day you find yourself wandering on a highway

Trees and flowers and fence on the left side

You walk with a backpack up the road

Wondering which way is the camp?

I wanna kiss the darkness

I wanna live the dream

one of those day

6th June '10

She was in the dark, amidst clouds, wet with tears in a chaotic space.

The day changed colour : orange, yellow, grey, white, blue, indigo, black.

She was trying to figure out how to forgive someone who'd apologized for a thought. a thought?

The day was hungry, without any laughter, companionship, ale or bread.

She was sitting and wondering where was she now. Wasn't it all figured?

The day rolled out impossible, dubious with a lot of warnings.

She breathed fire onto all those who trespassed, even remotely.

The day shall come to an end, but not soon enough. There are tasks at hand.

CONSPIRER

8th May 2006

Sometimes from the deepest fears...
...Rises the utmost strength one has...
Sometimes from the darkest corners..
...Comes alive the most brightest fantasies...
Sometimes when these sometimes happen..
...One ceases and stops...and wonders...

What is it, which reigns supreme??
Who is it tht decides?
..............When, where, what, who, whom, how?

Someone must be there..
Someone who knows it all..
Someone whom we don't know...
..But a someone who knows us just too well.

Someone who knows the answers to the unanswered questions..
Someone who'll tell us exactly which belief is true...
Someone planning the whole conspiracy..
Someone who knows why the unreasonable things happen...

Go up...go down...go right...go left...
Is he everywhere??
Can he follow me to almost everywhere??
If he's there for everyone.. then why is he wasting time on me??
"Why?", I ask him... and the omnipresent smiles...
"Ok...so tell me the reasons for me atleast"...
...And knowing the answers he still doesn't say...
"Ok say something...something for keeps sake.."
..And through the silence I hear...
"LIVE IT....knowing too much would spoil the fun..."