Restless

What do I do?
where am I to?
everything a perfect misfit
and I am too
my skies never end their sway,
their circles push me as I lay,
as if tied by feet, unwilling my spirit,
I hear them say,
farther away, farther away
from her dreams that seemed real,
from shadows that gave her a veil.


What do I do?
where am I to?
stuck in a capsule that knows not to move
nightmare that has seemingly come true
nothing happens ever, here
in these lanes I grow grey and impair
so much to do ,
but shackled to root,
despair turns me insane.
they are on their way,
circling skies, dwindling worlds,
I need to run far away, far away.


What do I do?
where am I to?
everthing a perfect misfit
I don’t want to be one too.

- Dusk-

At every day’s break
the sun takes the same way down
softly edging the horizon
with it its warmth,
& those yellow's hues,
sinks in to the distant seas
ray after ray …
Far from the bustling crowds ,
from this time stricken world,
from where I stood
lost & watched,
It has a rhythm
It's own whim,
we all give in,
sooner or later...

Will You?

I am not an angel

I might just be a sly

a wastrel and begotten wry

I make you a promise

& how I might try

for all I know me

you could be just

a convenient smile...

True, untrue can’t say

what is, wont deny

can’t fail, in your eye ,

wouldn’t ask for your love

all I urge is a chance,

a fair try..

I am here ; that'l suffice!

Its not exactly love

and its not like I believe

 in love either,

Its this vagueness!

I am here in all,

but strangely don’t

want my presence felt.

 

Its not exactly love

does not mean I’m

not to make more of it

I cudnt care if I am too naive

I don’t trust  

plans that’l last

for a life’ time, anyways..

 

Its not exactly love

still,  there will be tears (shed)

nothing will last

till my days end,

so  I will do just fine

cause this moment

is which I really care.

 

Its not exactly love

And I believe this

is all I deserve,

for now!

Inner voice - Delusion

I know that voice,

It never leaves my dreams

 

I pretend innocence,

Its hard to ignore

death’s incense

when it stifles you

of your breath

that last taste of hope

 

But I know more

there I stayed one too many days

Lost in its soulless song,

at times I wondered if

it spoke much but silence

Still it was my only song

 

A distant hymn embraced me

& I wandered in search of more

than just a silenced soul

but the voice called me back,

as if I were its shadow,

it said, I did not deserve more

 

I know this voice,

I don’t want to believe it

I don’t want to be belonged

Not to it…, Not anymore…;

I pretend innocence,

I pretend it'll go away..