Unresolved Threads

Treaded a long way

Since our paths forked 

Fell apart, shredded into pieces

Ashes of which

Were blown off to the universe

With a silent prayer seeking peace

Although the heart knew it wasn't a closure

There was more to be told & felt

Bygones were buried or treasured deep within

Agonizing the lamenting soul

That curled up & bottled itself

Wore layers of masks

To befit societal norms 

But, repression doesn't decompose 

Emotions that hold a deeper purpose

Are meant to resurface

When bonds are karmic, 

They spin in confusing forms

Only to converge

With a purpose of trial

A mighty pull

Irresistible almost 

Inspite of denial

Eyes sparkle a connection deeper

Meridian of veins transmit a pinnacle of emotions 

Transfusing multiple lifetimes

That bore longing, pain & betrayal 

Eternity

There are scars
That repel to fade
Deepened with time
Engraved without
Reason or rhyme
Tonics fail to heal
Inspite of trials & trysts,
Have chosen to seal
& not reveal
Wheel of time spins
Three sixty degrees
Time travels
To a moment still
When sun shone bright
& leaves hustled
A rainbow vision
When life had a reason
To live,
to share moments of joy
With a much loved soul
Wheel of life
Encircles again
From a deep slumber
When awakened
Oh! But the soul remained
Behind, where it belonged
Whilst the body requited
To the source, it's genesis
Resting, but not in peace
The two ends scuffled
To meet

CALL OF THE WILD

Take me to the woods,

For wilderness reigns there 

Beastly creatures roar

In aisles of freedom

Sans chains of life

Take me to the woods,

For nature's treasures reigns there

Dreams & wishes soar

Sans superficial rife

Take me to the woods,

For the meadow reigns there

Basking underneath starry galore

In ticklish cover of turf

Sans concrete strive

Take me to the woods,

For the foul reigns there

Perched on the branch crooning

In a tuneful timbre

Sans concert live

Take me to the woods,

Take me to the woods,

For, I wish to reign there

Amidst wilderness

Amongst tuneful fowl

Underneath bejweled sky

Over carpeted turf

Sans fret & feigned

Take me to the woods...

Clarion call of paradise

The threshold was gleaming bright

shadows of the night, devilish sights,

were now flooded with blinding lights,

that shone like stars,
brightening the trail,

leading to sunshine 

filled with aura of a fresh departure

at the onset

The prickling bygones were now resting

in a furrow inundate with wilderness

a sudden surge of slur 

that had once enveloped the ozone

buried now amidst the lost world

that rested, post being feasted

& tested with time & again

The pathway delightfully adorned,

to welcome it where it belonged

lost & found, all over again

leading to its haven,

it sighed a relief 

to have broken the chains 

& moved beyond the shackle of time

Up it wandered, embracing joy

Radiant in its semblance
truce to its being
wafting amidst limpid trails
enthralled of ubiety of many alike
swarmed by bulwark
of pristine divine

Lessons learnt of virtue & vice
making peace with love & betrayal
trials & tribulations
all that was found & gone
with snap of finger
was destined likewise
& then paying a hefty price
accepting with grace 
firming faith

The edifice that laid beneath
in the land of mortals
a tombstone adorned
with lilies & dandelions
rested atop in fond reminiscence
of a being that departed to return 
where it belonged

Living to die

Frost bitten toes 

mobilized in slow pace

moved towards the hilly terrain

in torrential rain & storming cyclone

to reach the cliff top

in search of few drops

which he could swallow

thus, provide respite

to the dry throat

which had screamed 

for mercy, for freedom

from everlasting pain

that had dwelled his being

the lonesome ranger

notwithstanding, fright of

man & beasts alike

who may shard him down to pieces

land might slide too

& hell would then befall on him

but, up he goes

striving to live a life

he so wished should end one day

thereby, releasing him bondage, struggle

which were a part & parcel 

of his being everyday!

Face/Off

Prim & proper

dressed to befit the occasion

adorning colorful hues

with a class apart robe

bejeweled & laden to an excess

with ornaments & all the precious

sporting a smile

that was mesmerizing

she walked with grace

on the red carpet laid out for her

leaving the crowd mumbling

going gaga over the style she carried along

wrapped in beauty & 

ribboned with confidence

she stole hearts with the way she

had packaged herself

but, this is what remained at the surface

the conceited part of her was known to none

torn apart, from within

her soul whined for real

the glitter & glitterati 

had not contended her

nor had it filled her heart with absolute joy

rather she desired for simplicity

away from the shutterbugs

that followed everywhere she went

a life away from life

was an ultimate aim now

solus & in consensus with herself

thus, reflecting on little that she got

and more that time & circumstances 

had snatched from her

RealFake

Irony at its best

The fake world that we dwell in

Shrouded in mystery

Consecrated within social norms

Gives more happiness

Than the real us

The bubble of conformity

Envelops compromises

Which are made and agreed upon

Only to feed our ego

A vent out, a let go

Only gives a clarion call

for distress

Therefore,

Truth remains behind veils

What lies beneath is known to none

Twinkling, smiling eyes,

Engrave sins of bygone

Neither noticed, nor interpreted, nor acknowledged

In its truest, purest form

Rather, onlooker finds respite in

All that is visible

Roots, deepest recesses of soul

Ignored & avoided

Thus, finding happiness

In mock-up drama

Or the circus of life

Where we all perform

In an ever prevalent form