ALL IN RETRO-INTROSPECT
When you are left powerless to watch as the time turns to a desert wind, blowing disoriented across the dry and lifeless land of your life. When your heart beats only because it knows nothing else to do, just because stagnation on its part would mean a certain end to its host. When your true …
I don’t recall the time properly. I don’t recall how it started, the conversation. I remember we were in the cafeteria, but how or when we got there, I have no idea whatsoever. We had been talking about people, the people around us in general. How everyone seemed to be running towards an imperceptible destination. …
I’ve become a mirage,A mirage no one is chasing.Distant, unclear, too far gone,Even for my own good.Instinctively slinking awayFrom anyone getting too close. But at what cost?To just be unattainable,To just be free,Free from what? you may ask. The disappointments, I say.For once you become the oasis,Hard to get but reachable,You’re just left being a …
A thought comes to me,Full circle from the days,When scribbling was not a necessity. When layers upon layersOf bright colors, swirled in my mind,Like bubbles racing to the surface.When streaks of emotions,Seemed to not flow away,By a simple tilt of relentless fate.When all I had to lose,Were people unworthy,Destined to let go of me anyway. …
Watching you, I keep watching you Watching, as you drift closer,Like some tide that rises slow,Bringing in the treasures of the sea.A magical mermaid of the abyss. Watching, as you linger for momentsOn the golden glistening sand,Made of slipped and shattered time,Over the millennia you’ve been gone. Watching, as you meddle at the shoreShaping and …
The moments we pilfered,Drops, from the eternal river of time.I gaze back into them now,To find an entire world,An utopia, just beyond my reach,Inverted, where sun rises into the night,And the stars float in a dark lake below. The moments we pilfered,That you set ablaze in the flames of lust.That you masked as adoration,An infidel …
Your love,I’m not sure if it exists.If it does though,It’s akin to the wavesCrashing on the sand. Repeating,Rhythmic,You never truly quench the thirst,Never really leave me dry either.Never can the sand say ‘you’re mine.’Never can I truly let go. Who knows,Maybe the shore is waiting,Maybe I am waiting, longing;For something to change in you.Something to …
So many times, every timeIt happens the same way.Small talk ensues,Grows quickly intoA full fledged exchange —Of thoughts,Ideas,Memories,Fantasies. And then the sunTouches the western horizon,It's time to head backTo your respective homes,It's time to hang up the call. Being addicted to conversationsIt is like a gambling hobby.You'll often find players,But seldom oneWho's willing to go …
My mind tours among the hidden stars,Jumping light-years between themIn a matter of glimpses.I notice I'm moving too fast,Not stopping to linger and praise their glowNo desire to soak in their warmthNo impulse to fantasize how far their light goes They are the same stars,Who used mesmerize us all night,As we lay beneath them, on …
Exasperated voices groan in agony,From withing cracked hollow walls.Once they used to scream vehemently, And they were hushed behind doors.Once they used to fight with fervorAnd were crushed by fateful blows. Their groans reverb in corridors today,Empty, save for the fetid forlorn air.Only questions remain, despondent,As the bleak night becomes bleaker yet."Does this anguish not …
