My essence dangled in
Time's barren boughs
And winds of emotions
Passed hurling silence
Rising from crypt
My eyes fixed on hourglass
Watching trapped moments
In nodules of despair
And the strange me
Thriving in my own orphic world
Ever widening galaxy of restless feelings
Swirled in monotonous orbit of
Lights and shadows
It was then
Poetry came to me
To hold my wandering heart
I leaped through
Sands of time
To find my moist reflection
Beneath filament of poetic lines
Reminding me the
Colour and magic
Breathing in the hidden verses
Home of metaphors
That my ink-stained soul
Kept undemonstrative
Even unknown to me
Poetry showed me
My inner world
Muses celebrating in dance of words
Now I traverse through lanes of emotions
That destiny never gave chance
To walk through
With poetry entwined
My heart knows no regrets
Poetry bleeding from my thoughts
Says all
That my voice
Has forever failed to
23/02/2019
Bleakish heart of pains,
Unwrapped from mortal's feeling of care
Bastardly coined to suit immerse hurt.
Invincible, yet darker than black darkness.
A visitor sweeping through pleasure-less passion.
Cloudy piles of undemonstrative depth.
Unwelcomed, yet rash to adsorb poor minds of men.
I'm sunk in, swallowed of my fainting breath.
Such fear to be stripped in bonds unpalatable to life.
Protuberant six month's count I spill in tears.
Shadows of turbid reflection stealing every consciousness.
As I lie in a mood-less portion destitute in spirit and soul.
Obscurity shadows my psyche to chain all prospect of felicity.
I seek hope, I'm mounting thoughts of mischief to shadow rather in care.
I want to be one less
You call emotionless
For this heart of mine is like a seed
Waiting on a drop of water to be fertilized.
I want to be one less
You call emotionless
For my quest from east to west has been fearless.
Fearless, but maybe somewhat detached to emotions
Detached only because,
My eyes have seen the unseen and shed its share of tears.
My ears have heard the unthinkable and wished they weren’t ears.
My body, mind, and soul have ached in ways it can no longer bear.
I have endured pain, anger, betrayals, lost, and have seen glimpses of happiness here and
there.
Too many emotions in one, and I have become undemonstrative.
But somehow despite this broken heart of mine,
I’ve made it this far through this journey call life and all I ask of you is to
Love me just the way I am
And you will see that I am far from being emotionless
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