Finding

Looking in the mirror and finding the world that

Obstructs the view of me to me myself.

I am that drop in the middle of an ocean

That reaches the land over the course of years,

I am those colors of the sky

That paint themselves around the setting sun,

I am that spark of sunlight

That dances in water besides the reflecting glass of vacant ships

Standing alone over the music of the unsaid world,

I am those feelings that need no description and are understood only by the worthy hearts;

I am the heart that sings,

The eyes that sigh,

The legs that never stop,

The fingertips that dance to every rhythm of each tune,

And the mind that bleeds

Being wounded by the ancient world,

By experiences all good, bad and neutral

I am that faith that creates god and miracles and cure and love…

This me I try to find

Among the phony people in the breath of nature

Releasing sighs over the exposed wounds

And under the magnificence of mighty sky. 

The Roads of Memories

Scuttling along the roads of memories,

The particulates of time get into the eyes-

Burning

Pricking;

Smoking,

The fumes of cries escapes out

Through the ventilators of face.

Tears moist the eyes reflecting the barren heart.

Soul…on hibernation.

Around,

The sights of algae

Suffocating the blue water-

As is the calm of mind agitated,

And liveliness of life buried under

The burden of societal expectations.

The mark of axe

Piercing through the heart of tree.

Fire all around.

And this walk over the ruins!

Haunts around the ghosts of dead insects

Stinging you with some unknown pain,

Reminding, recalling.

Bewitched mind

Pukes out the hopes of upcoming days

And covers it after, with the mud of past.

Birds, howling

In their nests.

Look over and find them with injured wings

Staring down at your injuries

And cuts

And bruises

And you realize you are naked

Under the gaze bestowed upon you

With the blessings of the monsters

Of these ruined lands.

You faint, lose yourself,

Falls down over the ashes,

Crumpled sounds,

Rustles,

The sky screams out.

You look over

Staring above, staring ahead above,

And knows then and there…

Some things will never change.