Elysian happiness!
She heard of it many a times, it is a state of perfect bliss, in Greek mythology, Elysium is a region of perfect happiness where the souls of the virtuous departed. This made her draw the long bow. She tried to square the circles, ring all the changes with a smile on her face, believing strongly in "Every cloud has a silver lining", she has stood strong for a long time, but now, she's dead beat...She failed to find her way to her Elysium and ended up in the hellish mundane street, where vengeance and fury were sold free by the vendors of sorrow and grief. Where you don't catch any feelings and just try to avoid all the acts of concealing. And yet, she waits for her dreams to come true, until destiny turns her whole body blue...
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A sense of calm echoes through me,
Probably brought upon
by my long lost sanity...
Gibberish wall textures
are whispering dark secrets,
And I set for Arcadian life's quest
Hoping, there I could be my best...
I've seen people
In crowded pubs
with lonesome eyes,
I've seen them
hiding and brimming
their eyes with empty heart...
The unhinged mind,
skying in the waves of thoughts
just needs a calm shore;
Not a "make believe" shore
but
a real one,
to quiet the raging heart,
And free the caging soul, unhurt!
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"Give it sometime, it's bound to bring grace!"
Till then, I'll happily take all disgrace.
Am I really dropping behind?
Or is it just the wrong clock, turning unkind?
People come by hour's hand but they leave by second's hand,
Time comes and goes to each of us all too fast,
Oh, won't you get tired of always coming the last?
The child in me is getting lost in the wild,
Stargazing the langsyne's slide!
Trying to hold on the tears,
The fight of silence is fierce...
Stop! Pause!
Let them go,
You stand and admire, the beauty of art in nature's colours...
There's always an eye looking on you,
Be it good or bad,
It won't anyway let you end up sad;
Seconds, minutes, hours - you do the math
Someday you will surely find a way off the broken path.
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Do not come back now,
because what once was fire in your eyes is smoldering
And slowly dying.
You are the morning fog,
Desorbed before the afternoon's monologue
The scars healed,
When all the lies were revealed.
Life was out of focus,
About which I made a lot of fuss.
Screaming silently and suppressing anxiety.
Then, because of some real friends,
I got back the focus with the right lens.
They were right,
Darkness too gets light.
So, now fan the embers in your eyes,
Consume what's left by fire baptize,
And, get the good feeling by divulging the true side.
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THE BLACK EYES
Those black eyes
Quite ordinary yet
Phenomenally extraordinary,
They Keep your feelings on a leash,
Locked in a cage like
the culprit Sick of crime;
Sometimes, you let the feelings flow out,
Only to reel them back in,
Those black universe,
Seem to endure bad storms;
Yet they shine bright,
Like niggling stars at night;
You mostly glance down,
Maybe too tired of all the eyes in the town;
But, now I can't ungaze those pair of beauty..
Like shots of aged liquor they exhilarate me;
Much like the soil, drenched in rain
With unstoppable wind, they flood my brain,
And with all your consent mistress,
I would love to be lost in their profoundness.
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Here I'm again,
Trying to escape from the reality,
Embracing the virtuality;
No, don't come up with your
impermanent concerns,
Do not try to cover my scars
with meaningless words;
Let my blood flow,
Let these wounds rip;
Lately, I try to grasp things,
These things, I never truly had,
I knew these illusions couldn't last,
Happiness disappear as soon as I reach for it;
Love is as thin as the mountain air,
People come with warm hellos and leave without goodbyes;
And, it takes a lot to fill up those empty vibes;
Emotions ran through my head,
Only silence prevail overhead;
Totally not, what you all call
"Living my life"
But, certainly "Leaving my life."
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Today, let's go apart with grace
Because now we can't fix the mess
Maybe when the daffodils will bloom through our barren souls,
Or maybe when, we are done strangling in bleak oblivion,
Or maybe when, we have completely regain our sanity,
Or maybe when, we will unparalyze all our senses,
Dear, then, we will hold our hands again...
We will find us in maybes...
In the presence of both light and shadow...
Mixing the blood in our veins,
Getting one and above all.-
You are gone,
Yet not forgotten,
You have tardily journalised
Into the deep dark night,
Yet, you come back with
Everyday's light,
To help me conquer the
Monotonous fight,
Like the dew drops, you still
Gently peck on my eyes,
Your voice, though inaudible
To others
Like a river, still flows into my ears
So, here's my parole,
Be it my skin or my bones,
I shall always grip the
Rose of our Love tight.-
Somewhere between
something and nothing,
I'm already too tired
Of promising...
I'm a self consumer
Of all my woes...
So, I want you to come,
After all of it goes...
The emptiness in my eyes,
Scares me sometimes...
Totally, into the sleeping sea
Of living dreams...
I don't want to soak in all your love,
And turn into a human raisin...
Devoiding you of any adoration,
I don't further want to stir my emotions
For, I have played and broken
My favourite toy...
But, now I can't build and break,
My favourite homeboy!-
She was the slice of the sky
Visible yet unreachable...
Her rainy sweet nose,
Was unmissable...
Her moon neck piece,
Shimmers with all the stars...
And, stirs millions of hearts,
Her smile like arum lily,
Makes all my actions look silly...
Tired of the always puzzle
Of doing & living,
I exclusively admire,
the mortal breathing...
And, now although apart,
She will forever be in my heart.-