In the street of wise
I sat in a darkened corner
To be at aisle of thinkers
Away from all those twinkles
Where wisdom is subjective
Doldrums and ecstacy
Ebbs and flow along
In those tides of shallows
We have nothing to mellow
We exist in depths
In darkness
Our thoughts are the light
And Acceptance of wide scale vibrations
Ensue colors that enlighten us
Tag: Thinkers
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Aisle of Thinkers
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It doesn’t matter
Is there an age or year of your life you would re-live?
A life and so many days
I would reckon didnot go my way
Whether i think to re-live
Or just try to ignore the thought about them
Its not coming back
And now that doesnot make me sad
It happened
As it has to happen
It threw misreies
And sometimes joy
It did
Whatever it meant to do at my behest
Whether it stings or seduce
Stil those Days
Can't be deduced
To object
To reject
The purpose
They were meant to
To be like that
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Thinking about Thoughts
Every night
At about midnight
I think of every thought
Overpowered my day through out
Plunging in to get insight
What was all this about
And then i realise
I was doing same
"Thinking about
What i was
Thinking"
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A reason for everything
All these endless stars
Up above in the sky
Might not be making our night
Warmer and brighter
Yet Somewhere to someone
They Must be supporting their lives...
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A choice to make
A heart to pacify
When life is in awry
Shouting voices
Hammering taunts
And amid all this chaos
Closing on all this internal battle
A mind is just trying
To restore its peace.....
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Ache the ache
Every prick in the heart of ache
Is another way
To vent out the pain
Along with its stain
Giving some ache to the ache
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Those unknown dimensions
In this intoxication of setting myself free
I am lost somehwere in an unknown domension
Being here
Its calm all around, everywhere
And it becomes chaotic
As i turn myself to investigate
Where i am!!!
What a state to be in!!!
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A perfect world
A perfect world
Designed with all desired aspirations
Created to perfection of every fulfillment
Resulted a Strong, secure and unshakable structure
Yet its existence
Remained Bounded only to imagination!!
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From Nothing to Nothing
From Nothing to Nothing
A journey ever going on and on
Jamming its advent at first
Like being stuck in quagmire
Unaware unsure
Where to lay next foot
While no clue of compass
Every direction lacks any sense
And then watching herds
Passing my path
With some hope of finding some clue
By Following footsteps of those passing by
Ay first
It seems leading to somewhere
And destiny is just about to unfurl
And that light will be end to this dark tunnel
But then its again
Feeling of being Estranged
And from an unresolved maze
Entering into more confusing stage
And that bring down curtains
To yet another journey
From Nothing to Nothing
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Oblivion
In the efforts of awakening
The zeal of soul in deep slumber
I pushed myself
In state of abyss oblivion
Awaiting the Rise from ashes
Phoenix flexing its wings
Aspiring to fly high
Covering the whole dark sky
What lies beneath our thoughts! 