Insomniac
As the night creeps in,
Sleep escapes the eyes;
Come crawling the void,
As the wretched insomniac cries.
Eyes wide open,
And blood rolling down;
Twist and turn,
As insomniac eyes burn;
Potraits start whispering,
And frustrations lingering,
Around the insomniac
Insanity and delerium,
Rest in his ghostly bivouac.
As stars rise,
Every dream dreamt
Brings nightmare in disguise;
Every breath taken -
Brings him closer to demise;
With sleeplessness in the eyes
The wretched insomniac cries.
Ashamed
Obsessed with guilt
Of heartless filth;
I put,
Worthless efforts to let
The world know,
Why i do not smile
Why i do not glow;
So many words to say,
Yet they get lost in fray;
And when emotional ink
Makes my heart sink,
I go numb,i go dumb;
So ashamed i am,
I get absorbed,i get blotted.
And as i sit down,
With a blank page,
Laid before me to frown
I am ashamed to face
The void in front of me,
Let go the words;
I am ashamed to see
The untold guilt on paper
As they fidget to flee.
Beautiful Nature
Lying under the azure sky,
Under the chaotic vastness
Of seemingly an ocean,
I see the Clouds fly;
They emerge,they disperse
Like hiding the peak of a mountain.
Lying under the dark clouds,
And the storm raging,
Winds driving past the greens;
Across the horizon's margin
Comes the smell of the rain-lashed earth.
Lying under the star-lit sky
With the moon by my side,
Tranquil,serene and silent;
The distant lights i vide
Seem like angels lighting up
The earth in its dream.
Lost Childhood
I kept walking
Hearing the lullaby,
And the enchained ghosts whisper
Deep into the graveyard
Of childhoods cadaver.
Innocence entomed,
Playfulness buried,
Smiles choked;
Lay coffins of hurried,
Deceased childhood.
Beneath the shattered earth
Cry the voices
Six feet under;
Frantic to escape
Tortured in plunder.
Friends turned strangers
And myself a cursed ghost;
I witness,as i sit
All alone in the crypt;
And the castles of childhood
Stand crippled.
Nocturnal
In the opaque darkness
I see the lanterns
Of the nocturnal;
They come calling me
Every night;
Though i dont see
I shiver in fright;
From deep within the darkness
And in the hanging silence
I hear voices screaming bane
Horror and macabre,
I no longer remain sane;
Roll down frozen tears
In elephantine fears.
The bats and the owls cry
As i smell corpses;
And keep calling the souls
A nocturnal.
Dejavu
Slumber;deep slumber
I slipped into;
Seeing that dove fly
High above the ageless sky;
I knew,
I had seen that dove
On the eternal clouds above;
And as the sun shone bright
On my fungus-ridden memories in delight;
I knew,
I had been there
Which are now memories bare.
I knew;
Sometime long ago,
I had heard the same wind whisper
I had relaxed under the sky sombre
And watched the clouds so amber;
When i knew,
I was about to wake up from slumber.
Heartless
Amidst the desert
Of heartless fields,
Braved a rose plant
Unattended,withered and arid
Neglected like an infant;
Pined for love;pined for a smile
All that she reaps
On her parched lips.
I shredded the rose,
With a thorn;
I trampled the love
That has thrived for so long
Only in hopes to be born;
I would never let it bloom
I had sworn;
I dont understand
How it feels like being the world for someone
I dont understand
How it feels like loving someone
I dont understand
How it feels like feeling for someone
I dont understand
How it feels like hurting someone
I dont understand
I dont understand
How it feels like being loved by that someone!
Until my tears fall
On its grave.
Introspection
Lived and applauded with laurels
Like fresh trendy apparels
Basked in glory,seemingly a story,
Of happy nights and days
Dawning at the zealous bays.
Life is slow,lost its flow;
No wind to blow;no reason to glow
Smoke to billow;to swallow
The extinguished verve;
To strain the nerve.
Gone are those days;
All in faded memories
Like flickering strays
Though not to get lost in fray;
But to recollect;
Retrospect and introspect
To achieve like yesterday!
Its introspection
In transmigration
To avoid the void;
In hope to be bouyed
In a life;destination devoid.
Stoned
And as I totter the love-desert,
Spilled sands of love burn bright,
The sun of desire has smoldered me in fright,
I can only vide the tired horizon in my sight.
Where are the clouds of solace?
Where are the oasis of comfort?
Where are the shadows to embrace
For a soul,so lost,so reckless?
And I am a babe in the wood,
I should have learnt by now,
That there is no compass to track the past,
And fake guides of mirage would only make me brood!
I am a burnt out stone,
Braving the heat of the desert,
I have had enough to leave me in fibre and bone,
Now I dont know if I really care,
What once I pined for,now I want to revert.
