A tale of sanity

detachment from the identitysaneness, her wretched tragedy,lost, found, unnoticed, scornedslave of the conscious horn,enchanted beauty of agonysprinkled meticulously in the madness,a modern taleof words and numbers, distances doubled,engraved memories of the frozen timessanity, sanity alone, her deadly composition

Fragility

in the silence I found my melodya perfect note for the imperfection within,lost in the rhythmic solitude“dance, dance”, a cry from the soul,feet touching the ground with every jetélike water droplets rolling in the ocean,body floating on the face of fading gravityhands tenderly touching the sky,dopamine

A conventional lover

she was an ordinary loverfalling in and out of love before you,she will be an ordinary loverfalling in and out of love after you,but the moments with you, those were unfamiliarthe unusual fire burning all the blank verses from past,offering a way to the perfect pair of coupletsbuilt together with you,oh, a long poetry!like a

Black

an echo amidst the wilderness forestshould i stay, should i listen?patches of burnt umber on the fallen leavesshould i care, should i plead for rain?i watch the shadows dance on the groundshould i join, should i feel the music?in the dead of night, i see my nakednessa slave with a tortured consciousnessoh, so gracefullyin the

An Ode to Places

The places you go, the people you meetThe wind, the hills, oh the way they greet, In joy, in grief, in love, out of love Travel you must, for the journey to erupt, And when you do… Tell me about the smell of the unfamiliar The known or the unknown, does it even differ, Tell

The Treachery of Images- Related Pun and Everything Else

René Magritte is one of the very few painters I know of, and I respect and cherish the contribution he has made in the world of art and creativity. To all those who haven’t got a chance to recognise him and his work yet- he was an ingenious artist who began his career with abstraction