This winter may be different;
desiccate the surface of faith.
Quivering wind has a message;
but in the air remains the mystery.
Bundle of unfathomed desires;
free them all to where they belong.
Ashes of fairy tales;
sealed in drops of dew.
Solitude, a new winter coat;
will it unlock that door?
Waiting for the last scene;
this Christmas will unfold.
In Pursuit of unwavering path;
Immortal sacrifice a first signboard to cross.
When sun smiles at you;
playing a trick of hide and seek.
Now you get the hidden signs;
when winter whistles
go and get your best find.
Pack your bag with all tales behind;
with conviction to cross miles.
Old Patterns are erased;
to welcome a new space.
Caring hands may turn it all;
a gateway to mirage.
Winter breeze pierces soul;
a strange peace gathered.
Wipe the frost.
Will you see that wise snowman?
Wearing a sharp cold wind.
Answers to be found;
or better if left as they are.
Who cares when silence is in tune;
held in the arms of winter dew.
This winter discovering a new …
Everyone at their convenience;
Very few make efforts.
Peace can be at toss;
when you look around.
Mind boggles with too many thoughts.
You begin to ponder your existence;
Look for answers;
as each day begins.
When heart stopped giving clues;
mind grows to standstill.
A part of you is evolving;
Unique horizons yet to cover.
Oh you getting to know the life secrets
how about losing in solitude?
Rising with every sun set will be a delight.
Originality thrives in the melody of solitude;
but you fear to let your shoulders drop.
Be like an air and swing high as you can;
each scar a piece of signature.
Purification a painful process;
let yourself be ready .
Series of memories wrapped,
Part of me will remain puzzled.
Outside world is an illusion,
Inner self is the mirror to look forward.
We could have survived the strongest storm,
but unfortunately it is not what I see.
We may not last forever,
let’s not be burdened.
Beauty persists in effortless love,
don’t know if my pride will kill everything.
No reasons why two souls can’t be together,
will that even matter if you realize someday.
Midst of the naked sky found myself,
you taught me to lay in solitude.
Quiet voice yearning to be heard,
but you have deadlines to cover.
Expensive gazette of love,
wings formed when understood your programmed mind.
Would taking a leap solve everything?
Idea of promise would be dangerous,
fearless freedom wanting a leap.
Let the wild flower bloom.
Emptiness shines but why no one speaks the truth.
Why it’s beautiful flame is unseen?
All little emptiness of love unattended.
If it’s an illusion then let it be,
But where does that all go and only pain remains.
Partial stay renders pain,
Profound purpose of living is lost.
Emptiness soothes your soul and fills every part of you,
Darkest road takes to the path where that one sign board shines.
Empty road has a clear view,
But I don’t see you there.
You and I nurturing the emptiness within,
so let the healing begin.
Battling with so much chaos ,
trying to pull them out leaving nothing inside.
Urge for emptiness is stronger than filling the void,
Gazing at the empty branches reminds me of powerful horizon yet to explore.
My love, together would be an eternal journey till the end,
But you may still choose to wave whenever that moment knocks.
May be emptiness is all what I desire.
May be salvation is the point I want to discover.
May be something still needs to be risen.
Hey am tuned to the magical melody of emptiness,
don’t stop me playing that mystic string.
Only a joyful mind can hear that sound,
And am trying to be that mind.
Packing all my memories before I leave,
Not sure If I’ll say good bye.
Nothing can be so magical than walking for a purpose,
Nothing can be so celestial than detoxifying soul in the utopia of solace.
Reception to pain defines potential to go beyond edges,
Absence is what defines your existence.
Everything is right here, be a captain of your ship,
Deep diving storing every moment.
Creating memories never to fade,
every portion has some story beneath.
Those never-ending conversations with your inner self,
A belief to stand up again, remember hermit needs nobody.
Each hill you climb brings you closer for more,
brave the odd and cut the cord.
Face the storm of the situation,
here are landmines carefully fitted along the road.
Seeking hand isn’t what you are,
so pack your memories and join the journey.
Who you are today may not be tomorrow,
Be a royalty of your every moment you spend.
You’re the creator and master of your faith,
Your every imagination has the clue so be alert.
Be open to optimism, be a possibility,
Get down to your knees to feel the surface and start.
Brave the odd to make a difference.
One day my inquisitive mind produced an abstract thought as how my life would be if I attain the power to predict moments. Indeed, it would be like a coffee a bitter to hold in a mouth, but you are so damn habitual with the comfort of taste hidden in it. Known area is much complicated than it seems, it is like biting your tongue for too long and not paying heed to the opportunities that may appear on your life path. Predictable is the area of comfort where everything works in an organized chain and is pretty acceptable by all of us, but don’t you think it would be a series of monotonous events with a never-ending baggage of boredom? Our comfort to the routine often leads to loss in appetite of taking risks in life. We humans have the quest to explore unknown, but we often fail to do so due to imbibed fear of uncertainty running into our veins. Well thanks to my dear friend who has inspired me to pen down the worthiness of unpredictability.
But then my quirky mind apparently questioned what if unpredictable is bold and full of rush, I patiently tried to fathom my restless mind and then I responded with an aim to satisfy my neurons as how about working on the lessons drew from sudden moments life has tossed at you. Unpredictable is like a rainfall you have no clue about the density of it, but you cherish the beauty of a rainbow that often appears after a heavy rainfall.
Life’s most beautiful moments are unpredictable, but unfortunately you’re so fearful of giving yourself a new version, and ecstasy is suppressed with monotonous attributes which you’re living with each day. Universe has it’s unique way of waking you up when you have lost the real purpose and somehow been diverted from your role a life has already designed for you.
Life knocks your door with unpredictability when you are engrossed with routine losing the direction and motive of your existence, then it pushes you hard to explore the validity of your extreme potential you possess in order to discover a hidden strength which is revealed while dealing with unpredictable journey universe has conspired against you to rejoice the taste of living a life to the fullest. But I would rather say it’s an actual fun to be waiting for what coming up next once you’re fully programmed as how to connect the dots of unpredictable phenomenon.
The most memorable moments of life are never planned that’s how you learn to be real you and your sense of action is developed and nourished with unpredictable flavor life adds to your path. The magic is within you, it is just the matter of one sheer moment, which drives you beyond your common boundaries and thrust you to rise above your circumstances. Nearly all unexpected moments are tough lessons help us to comprehend the mystery of life.
You need to realize that at a certain point of your journey when all premonitions & connotations have gone discordant showing a mirror that you hold a strength and purpose within you to get what you want and if that is not forthcoming then know when to walk away gifting a life a new and unexpected turn. Unpredictable moment is like a storm that takes away all your predefined notions about life and you are left with the pieces of hope and courage to render a reformed meaning to the journey which has just begun for you in real sense.
Passing through the tunnel experiencing the journey of mystical fate.
Fighting with my demonic mind sailing off into the darkness of storm.
But then again I have been always curious to explore where the tunnel will drive me to.
Still I ponder whether it would take me to the destination I desire or it will lead to the circle of riddles never to resolve.
Why I still fear to discover the mystery of dark?
Why can’t I see an emerging flip of it?
Why I overlooked that the stars have no realism without the darkness of sky.
Soul shines only after a deep dive in the marine of ache.
I met you in the silence of dark, I tempted to embrace the sparkles you showed.
I treasure the mystery you walled, I am certain you’ll not let me drowned in the depth of dimness.
We may stumble and fall while searching our purpose but that’s the beauty of wandering in darkness.
The point of hope often occurs in the midst of darkness.
No matter if your words at times echoes making me suspicious whether to rely, but then too it retains my hope where the darkness lies.
I believe someday you’ll say it once to sustain the unwavering faith.
I believe, under the shine of moonlight no secrets can be detained.
Darkness will reveal the core of our existence but what if our journey ends and we depart.
I wonder if twilight is a quilt where we hide each other forever breaking the barrier of human norms .
I wonder if you can tighten the grip of our love passing through the darkness of tunnel.