The world sleeps Through day, through night Dull, dozing, dead, done. No one's awake... Zombies in formals on the run. Not awake not aware Do not know what for to care Just going through the motions Don't even know they move We sleep, some dream But mostly we press snooze... What if I wake up … Continue reading What if we wake up?
If you have a black and white world Achromatic, no color, Doesn't matter where you go, it only gets duller, Then all you need is a lens with chromatic abberation All the whites will get colored, You'll have happier cognition.
I've come to the conclusion That my favorite word is "Ephemeral". It leaves no delusion, Doesn't leave any confusion, Explains beautifully how everything is an illusion, Transitory, temporary, transient, Maybe it's all a collusion, A conspiracy between heaven and hell, That left us here, To live, to die, Ephemeral, You, me, and everything we've ever … Continue reading Ephemeral
The sun sets beautifully even in the city that can barely breathe, It still has the power to capture hearts in this city of heartless. Oblivious to the traffic and man made irritants, The Sun bids a lovely goodbye, No one cares, no one notices, no one bothers, It's the city. Cities don't have sunset … Continue reading The city sunset
In the confusion and din of daily life, Of the thousand news about thousand strifes With sides to take, opinions to generate In the Left, Right, round world Where voices are shouting, waiting to be heard, They're shouting slogans, screaming causes, Showing explicitly the dire consequences, One voice is lost. One voice remains, one voice … Continue reading The lost voice
Mom and dad never taught me how to swim They tried... Let's be fair. Swimming classes and family members trying to make me and my sister understand how to "push water back" "breathe properly" "keep moving our legs" I don't know....I just never got the hang of it. And always thought that if I never … Continue reading Floating
For these dark clouds only melt If you'd rather let it Rain
There's something inside me that refuses to come clean There's something inside me that i cannot explain but feel This something is scared of innumerable things Of future, of life, of living beings. There's something inside me Everyday it screams I try but cannot understand its needs. It shouts and shouts and affects me deeply … Continue reading There’s Something Inside Me
If I could stop time, it'd be a time like this.....
If only we stop humanising everything