The Secret

With baited breadth I waited,

Clasping a fist under the cloak

Here and there were warnings coated…

In a whimsical voice of a hardened joke

What is the price of lasting consciousness?

Is it Myrrh or a jukebox from the eighties?

So often it is a mirage of frivolous thoughts

Bound together by rhythmic bouts

Beaten and blown by the wind,

Never really gave it a fleeting wish

Unbecoming with legitimate sources

Stroked by figurative curses

Legions have fought for energies

Laid down scores of melodies

In an attempt to fool the petty conformities

Pity, they didn’t know about soliloquy.

Created to destroy,

Alas, only the emancipation of joy

A profound figurine pouting lust,

In the arms of Earth’s crust!

These days cry for mercy

Not to be excused, but to be bleached

In an ocean of metaphysical blasphemy

 Thou shan’t, undo the power lying within the journey…!

Created from Chaos

You threw the stone of love and made splashes in my soul...
It's a choice you took in the labyrinths of your inner world
I care not for such is the reason of fate
It ceases to exist in times of mate

But, the showers are still raining over me,
Of all the permutations of the welcoming sea
Its a disparity, which sees opportunity in love
And seldom will it pardon the efforts of  the dove

Not to think from the heart is the choice i make
Its easy to say and so hard to bake
Cause, worlds are shattered but in a moment
And yet each moment creates another world

Nevertheless I seize to obtain
A master who cares for the insane
The trumpet blows of carefree solos
The fishes slumber in rivers of hollow

There is a light far ahead,
It triumphs in its effort to behead
Just when I thought it was the end
'Twas miles of memories at the bend...

The brilliance of Mind

One moment it screws you hard,

Next moment it makes you a drunkard

And still it remains a retard

Who fashions your life like a mirage

You think, you will

You think but its uphill

You are ruled by the mind and

The mind ruled by cellular pills

Yet you think its in control

And the one who laughs uncontrolled

Is your mind who knows not from

That you are just a scum

To the myriad emotions

Scattered around in liasons

Working at breaking your heart

Alas they succeed not in part

Oh ridiculous seer of knowledge

Why don;t you put to more tutelage

Ringing in the various blotches

Of yearly assualt and minutely clutches

And still i feel i maketh

But, the illusion is baketh

Dreamy days are what i liketh

I prefer the night out to the hiketh

Stay!

The eyelashes dipped in glory,

The dance of breath in pouts

Crystal clear mind numbed with crap

Allow me to simmer a little while

Let me make your face in my eyes

The river melting into the ocean

And the lens colouring the tear

Grasping for the air from the sea

I believed, but it wasn’t enough

I realized, but it was just a cough

And the never ending locks of passion

Is struck in the middle of the heart

And ever, into those arms I sprint

Alas, they have become unwelcoming

Oh, why? Has it been so forthcoming?

Still wondering on the night of bingeing

Two colours squirming in a single line

Cast out, like the picturesque wine

Stormy days and stormier nights

Be gone I say, to these momentary flights

Sacred warfare, it splashes of dearth

Stay for a little while longer too...

Some days are meant to be reckoned

The lost senses need to be beckoned

Ever thought of meandering lessons?

Yes I have a zillion reasons

To undo the untake and unmake the reason

Night cometh again, and calls for splendour

So it calls, and so it breaks

Now and then this little mermaid

You are in dreams stuck between the nightmare

Does it differ it it’s a horse or a mare?

The wine glass is still overflowing

Of the potions you stewed

And the proportions that brewed

Some day I say, some day it'll be glued

And harmonious bands of ecstasy

Will follow us in order

And lend us their stationary

Of miracles and visionary,

Oh! surge of blue tides

Listen to the inner voice

Cancel the cupid's noise

Ring in the silent turquoise

Girdles of seers talking

Why are they mocking us?

Stay a little while longer 'cause

I do remember it as a longing...

The poetry of day to day life:

However, you try to fathomm

It is still doubtful of the chasm

Fanciful reason of money making ambition

Dumb struck by the hourly recognition

Contradictory feelings of sarcasm

Gnawing on the grandeur of the possum

Stop over, think it over and over

And reach the conclusion that it's really lower

Working class textures of marvel

They treat it like a gravel

Allow me to introduce the structure

And then you realize the architecture

Shallow feelings of acute hunger

The hunger is down to follow the bunker

It leads straight to the stereo

A wound up machine by Mr. Mysterio

Cookies in the jar are breathing chocolate

The air is filled with weary consumate

Its heavenly at times and deadly gorges

Like a vineyard full of oranges

Tra la la, the year goes by

Not a day you don;t look at the sky

Its calm and composed and blue and poised

And on rainy days it even soils

Some speak out of an urge of evolution

Some out of sheer resourceful frustration

And that is the singing rainbow

Her's is a hand of a beautiful mellow

The glass boat and the Blue Whale

Like a glass boat, that swims transparent through the waters,
All the dreams held tight in its dashboard
Scorching all the waves with passion drfits
Moving along channels of unknown soil

She saw the blue whale diving deep
Tried to canoodle the beast of fortune
But, Alas the beast was in the least bothered
And splashing it went taking her with it down

The water changed its colour from blue to deep blue
And, she saw many a million of creatures of unknown origins
Down it dipped, downer she tripped
What a journey it was indeed

Black was the only colour now,
Sure that was the only hour now
An octopus saw a shimmer in the dark
Considered it to be a threat and left a poison dart in the air
Like she cared!

It was just a few minutes now she realized
As the clock on the deck made a crack
Her seamingly beautiful body, cracked harder
And then, the whale felt an urge of pittance
Swam right to the sunlight

In the hope of capturing it,
It looked right in the eye and there it was
Shining in all its vanity
The whale got the breath, and she managed to loosen the trap
And back again on the surface, she stood still
Realized she was just running to stand still!

Sentient

Here cometh the sentient being,
Heard his mouth say how you been?
I looked him straight in the eye,
He figured the reason why!

Told me a thousand tales of science,
But the details were so concise,
You could figure out his reason…
Every time he paused at season

Strange man was the sentient,
Looking around in fear and disgust
Sure to find someone staring
At the very thought of caring!

I asked him, what is your opinion?
On life and its pinion!
He smiled, for the first time and said
Figure it out, it’s not a test!

Then I asked what about love?
He said looking a little cove!
I won’t be able to explain
Why the emotion is so insane!

That is the nature of its face,
To be a reason in the race
That even if you participate
You are happy for the same!

Let alone the feeling be
Making you feel so complete
But, remember not to restrain
After you have known disdain.

That’s the secret that’s it,
Nothing can compare to it,
Allow yourself to innit
Like a web that’s been knit!

Then I asked, what so of work?
His face wore a mischievous smirk
What you have you cannot feel?
If you ignore the perils of meal!

And, pray also do your spake
On how to maintain the motivate?
It’s yours to figure he said in vain
No one will teach you that game!

Then I asked what is this fame?
It’s a little light shining insane
Like a bow and arrow show
Applause only on striking the foe!

And about that which makes
Us go around, the bush
The mind of man, is such a pain
It stalls and calls for hourly slain!

He smirked, this time in disfigure
And managed to look up above
Moved his lips, in curses unheard
And smacked the ground and the gird!

Still in anger he murmured,
I was not so shocked too, I figured
You will, you shall, you might, you ought…
To undo the things you do to thought!
It’s effortful and smother some…
But, still is better than all the humdrum!