Sinking Heart

 My heart sinks in the water of its beat

 When the sun glazes down, blazes down

When the soothing air breezes

When it’s time to lay low and reap the hard work

My heart sinks in the water of its beat

 

I travel to my inner self

I see the hollow, dark yet beating heart

I see the color I have been sprayed with

I see no reasons for it to be the way it is

I see many reasons why it is the way it is

I see no reasons for it to be the way it is

 

I fear from who I am

The stab bearer of myself

I help hands wet in holy blood of mine

I cheer for the voice bashing on deeds of mine

I choose the path which always ends in disparity

Taking away peace of mine

 

My heart sinks in the water of its beat

Yet I let it beat

I let it bleed

I let it breed

What I am not, what I should not

Get in return

I see no reason for it to be the way it is

I see my heart sink in the water of beat of what it is

 

Divine

 There are divines

Beyond the cascades of time

To be seen when not in sight

To be felt when not in plight

And to be nurtured, but not with the beast inside

 

The evil may not suppress but surpasses

The evil may not entangle but encompasses

The evil with its fidelity approaches

The evil with its ecstasy encroaches

The evil, being evil doesn’t destroys

It builds a dark mansion

And hands you the fire for light

The light which is needed

The light which you think should be seeded

But only if the fire can light

For fire can burn

Burn all around

Give you light by burning

What is nearest to your spine

 

There are divines

Beyond the cascade of times

But to be divine

You got to meet the evil

You have been nurturing inside

 

The Sail to the Shore

Not all who set to sail

Sail to the shore

Not all who set to sail

Sail for the shore

Some sail for the sail

Some sail for the waves

Some sail to see the horizons

Some sail to explore their poisons

Some are curious

Jittery some

Some are novel

Noble some

Some are visionary

Looking beyond what’s visible

Some are spontaneous

Exploring the potential of being irreversible

Some like to think

Some observe

Some find facts

Some are abstract.

 

Not all who sail

Know that they are sailing

 

My Iron Chains

 Some sounds are heard

When silence speaks 

Rest all are noises to be unseen

Some roads are measured not in distance

But by the gap they create 

Between you and your mansion

The mansion you get from life

Not the one you create

The mansion you crave whole life

Not the one you pave

Some waters are measured in the depth

Not of theirs but of yours

And yet doesn’t matter how deep you get

For some lights are casted to go beyond everything

And some fires are ignited which doesn’t last beyond a thing

Some people you meet, you never pass by

You pass by someone everyday, never you meet

I glaze the nights, looking for answers

I embrace my faith, my fate, my people

Waiting for acceptance

I breathe, I blaze….

For the irons I melted, have been casted as my chains

And my art on the wall, is marked as someone’s stains

Smell & Sip

In a way that doesn’t get along

In a life that doesn’t belong

I sip the smell

I smell the sip

Sip, Holding the glass 

Sip, Heavier than the glass

Sip, To loose the weight

Sip, Unfolding the glass

Smell, More powerful than sight

Smell, Holding up the sight 

Smell, To loose to the sight

Smell, To open the eyes

In a language never made to be spoken

I bring the secret of how I do

I sip the smell

I smell the sip

THE DAY

 A day will come
When the days will ask the stars to glitter for some light
A day will come 

When the silence will ask the hustle to be within sight

And the mask of good faith

Will be worn again

The souls that despise 

Will be called pure again

Tears will be shed 

Apologies withheld

And reasons will be defined

For the heinous crimes

Only this time

The goodness will not be defined by being just

Goodness won’t be served

On the gold plate to those who lust

When THE day will come

The night will rule

The knives used till date to make cuts

Will switch hands and be used to stab and just sushh 

As I’m not the one to carry a story

Just to see if the ending has glory

I stand alone in eyes of some

Yet I have never been this wholesome

I now know what I should know

I now bow to no one; so

I stand amid the waves and roars

And they sound like a squeak in front of my mighty soul

Non - Dark

The sun shone

 When it wasn’t dark

When it was dark

Only the stars could make it

Only the eyes could adjust to see clearly

The place remained dark

Red not black

Glitteringly dark

Amusing yet dull

Like the hollow skull

The fire brought the heat

The light was yet missing

Brightness is not brightness

It’s the darkness that defines

Absence or presence 

It’s the darkness that brings into existence 

Non-Darkness

Non - darkness and not brightness

For the beggars are not choosers

One spends whole life begging for the light

At the end, the darkness is all that defines

Whether you have the light or not

Cause one is by default 

As else it would have not been there

When we weren’t at fault

Sensible Life

 The night that turns time

The day that brings light

I am stuck somewhere in between them

Trying to figure out what’s mine 

The silver fishes I see in the red river 

Are they for real silver ?

The blue moon I see rising everyday

Are they surreal?

Is it true that night is followed by day ?

Is it possible that I could just stay 

Where my shell has been

Since I have been looking for it

Where my heart finds peace

Is it real that such place exists?

Can they see me and are yet passing by

Do I exist or I’m in parallel time ?

So I see, it’s what lies in the lies of those who speak truth

It’s the pride of the one proud of what one has never done

It’s the glitter of the sun in the nights with the stars

Nothing of it makes sense

And yet It’s my life