The Silence of Togetherness…!


"While you were away Somewhere in your own universe Looking for a new night, moon, clouds Even the stars To make a new sky of yours to wander about, In this little earth of us As the dusk sat in Even the darkness smelled of you And the moon; still in hangover Of your taste,…

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Scribbling


Scribbling: "Once the flame blew out Leaving behind nothing But the darkness Hollowed inside out There were no shadows anymore..."

Tragedy of Wanderer


Scribbling: Tragedy of Wanderer:   “Inconsolable One wishes to drown In the tears; The ground beneath refuses Leaving behind, option None other Than to suffocate and float Until, either the tears dry up Or one sinks in the depths Of uncertainty Longing forever…”  

Persistence…!


“Dark as it may appear Troubled as it may seem Persistence, O dear heart For the sake of suffering And you shall endure Even in the depth of graves For life may fail And death may appear edgy Yet, those wounds ajar would ensure An existence, however fragile, Beyond Those leftover droplets By the eyes,…

Act-I


“Whose is the corpse Amidst the chasm Growing within Floating around, abound Yet carries no face As if asking those indifferent onlookers To draw the shape Of a gaze, long dead Buried deep beneath The contours of A fading shadow There lies Some droplets still Belying the Melting screams, and Hollowed echoes Of solitude  …

Drunk…!


"Drunk upon taste of your innocence I find myself strayed far-off My beloved existential dilemma   What was I if not a mere piece of stone? Turned immortal off your inadvertent touch Carved along the walls carrying sulking gods   Words you whispered while we made love Turned into poetry, sculptures of khajuraho And the…

Tragedy of Wanderer


Scribbling: Tragedy of Wanderer:   “Exiled beyond sight of its own Barren horizon of those eyes Still carry traces of droplets, parched Beneath the hungry glances of the day And yet, awaiting resurrection… A mere caress of the night would suffice.”

Tragedy of Wanderer


Scribbling: Tragedy of Wanderer: At once hated and loved, faculty of reason marks the dilemma which constitute the horror of existence. While Kierkegaard despised the faculty of reason as the sin, for it being the root of trouble one finds self in, Nietzsche advocated learning to suffer rather than evading the horror of existence. Man…

Tragedy of Wanderer


Scribbling: Tragedy of Wanderer: “They were talking still, but more and more hogwash; the lack of trust was too evident but they did not want to confess. It was as if the deficit of trust had gone past the limit where you could stop and look back and think of a way to confront. No,…