While I go wandering….

Drenched roads…. all-pervading darkness……. foggy shades of unwilling people….. misty air…… thought-disturbing chill…. while I start my journey back home, I see it all.

I see a crazy gypsy finding fortune in downpour !!

I see inhuman wit from skies sabotaging the paltry plays of you.

The roads will be empty like this….. the light will be scarce like this……. mayhem continues….. and in that flicker, I see it all.

You might ask me “what’s wrong with getting wet?”

My numb senses may not nod in agreement. But I haven’t given up my right of being different.

And I see it all. I see the pinching past, I see the sedative presence and I certainly see the myth of future…

I remember my first Haiku written 6 years back –

“In the dark tunnel of livelihood

Shadows move very fast

‘Past’ & ‘Presence’ are mere moments”

Ah ! The journey…. back to basics……. back to womb of existence……. back to I………

While I go back, I clearly see it all !!!!!!!!!!

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Random Thoughts – 1

This is getting insane now ! Afternoon keep on haunting me….

I can let go the golden morning, I am not particularly enthusiastic about the saffron evening and I am certainly not avid star-gazer who keep on longing to shiny nights.

I am the traveller who gets lost in lifeless heat of afternoon.

Looking at zenith, my mind recalls the tiny moments of cool breeze. I can’t stop getting astonished… The life has been a complex puzzle. And the faculty of memory is killer element nature has implanted in us…..

Let me confess…. I don’t belong to this cult….. I don’t belong to those masks…… I don’t belong to this city that keeps on appearing in unknown form everyday…….. and I certainly don’t belong to this world where YOU are confined to bones & flesh !!!!!!

Surprisingly, no one cares about pulling one more day – as if they are immortal 🙂

Distanced tunes makes my heart mellow. I am a man of melody. Any voice can make me dwell into past and drift my mind in unfathomable depths of infinite. The feelings are difficult to explain in words…. that looks so paltry…

One day – yes, one day – this octave of vocal tones will manifest fully in my heart. I am damn sure about it. My only wish is to be free from this gravity and burden of my own weight while I sway in that harmony…