The great gloating.

Millions are glued on TV, When Gates are locked, Avoiding indignation to permeates, Watching someone experience misfortune, Starting a process of comparing with that of standing, Near to equivalent, Or heavenly perception of luxury, Dissecting education, status, possession etc, Success in material is be-all-end-all, Triggering the gloat factor, Anything that triggers dopamine, A chemical responsible...

Evergoing Theatre.

The stage is set, Some actors affixed, Some participants enters randomly, How to perform /act, One has a role, Defined by nature, By customs,by authorities, The script not given in advance, One has to invoke/revoke, Enter into playground, Full of players, Each as if pounding relentlessly, Searching a naive,the fool, To influence/exploit other,. Every action...

To all intents and purposes.

Invisible to the world, As if don't exist, As if have expired, Turned into ghost, Standing behind these shutters,. That mutes entering light, And turns me into shadow, Shutters made me claustrophobic, A barrier between outside world and me, But I may grow accustomed to them, I had learn to be adaptable, In the end,...

Individual inning.

A new inning, fresh for new opening, taking guard, exploring the field, judging gaps, envisaging scope, to play innings, with excitement and charm, spectators watching or not, surrounding immaterial, not to be approved by others, let be approved by self, playing till retired, neither get/felt hurt, inning end as fresh, new inning to unfold, in...

Embrace the unknown.

Unknown is inevitable, time ticking, growing older,may not wiser, Memories crafted in long journey, drowned in debris of wayward attitudes, Hardship said to taught lot, launching pad for next learning experience, The present is what matters most, right here right now, Amazing experience s or tortuous one, preparing for worst yet having faith in best,...

Broadening horizon.

Barrage of information, key for informed decision, emerging from various media, reliable/unreliable source, dreaming to fill in shoes, right skill to marry with passion, broadening horizon, equip with time proven efficient tools, communicate often more and more, affected by range of influences, trust,openness and transparency.      

Just Being Ourselves.

Matters mounting and multiplying, inadvertently searching newer dimensions, of implications/complications, as if concussion occurred, inundated by creepy vortex, striving for solace, having the effect alike, that someone is disarming, charming and outgoing, creating sense of calm, a charm,a will that melts whirlpool of uneasiness, providing a sense of relief, just being ourselves, neither appeasing,mollifying ,placating,...

Swinging Wayward.

Stimuli flying here and there, That provokes senses, They cries for reactions, Yet reactions hardly lies in raising temper/shouting, Stimuli filled with combustible ingredients, It explodes with rising tempers, Shattering it's very base, A horse of long race, Controls actions/reactions, Avoids bruishe s /wound from traps, Traps that may be or may not be, Yet...

ENNUI.

reached a plateau in life, where neither anything, downwards or upwards, no more exists, A listless state, and wonders at other ends, musing about/pursuing all those, earthy charms, which now no more occupy, occupations are gone, the thrill of turning events, burden of cleaning the desk, weak and faint, from both fatigue and its illness,...

A plow horse.

Alone not like the others, he was not for playing, he was for plowing, a epiphany ,a picture flashed, in his psyche, and again the picture blurred, like a reflection in the pond, standing alone, by the fence in the field, that he wasn't born A plow horse.  It got transcended to retrograded to tagged...

Tickling Sensation.

A low level electric current, noticeable but not  aching, As if in the barren land, even oasis sink in the sand, of its own good ideas, But what, that not expected, considered buried/oblivious, raises its fury again, without waiting for final day, at its own discretion, to singe and pale, the edifice, in shambles,to its...

Meager resources.

Resources are scarce, yet sources mushrooming, sources appeasing/luring, with all means, Enticing, creating newer niche, Sources winged on, AI AND  ML, all sources artificial,virtual, webcast,podcast etc,etc. no bulwark of resources, resources are meager, just locked in few chest, bills of central bank, shortfall pervasive, amazing/perplexed, sources there, yet cant be resourced , to vast populace,...

Disparate Effulgence.

The disparate desperation of spirits, wandering in labyrinth of black hole, to that other end of, effulgence of harvest moon, the far cries of disparate destitute s, preying to suck that all gleaming, that creation ,experiencing wonders, the change may appear slow,but penetrate swiftly, the track has changed, the directions changed, putting first things first,...

A POLARITY IS A PARADOX.

A situation in which opposing forces within a system exerts their activeness with visible or else motivation to impact the system. In organisational context having contradictory opinion /aspects is normally healthy until they metamorphose into contradictory tendencies leading to creation of separate poles. Many view that opposing forces within a system pull at each other...

BRAVADO.

As if,it was doomed to implode, even traces lying in, all the beginning brightness, he ,who seen the obscurity, lying/hovering in that brightness, brightness emitting passions, yet passions lacking conformity, on uneven footing, neither surrounding/owned consensus, glances were blank, yet enough to beguile, it wasn't enough to wither, concerns were concerning, in that accompanying horizon,...

Questions need to be buried.

There was a man,albeit normal ,having all usual human tendencies but had a slight variant tendency to other beings. Usually all humans seldom get immersed in mysteries of world and feel doubts about utility/tendencies in many areas,but as such feeling comes and with lasting for short duration,all become usual and hardly  leaving any traces. But...

Sky is too small limit.

What a vast sky is ,with no defined contours and it is all around planet,star, living being etc.It is sort of unending dimension to existence without any limit to expansion and regular stretching ,no beginning on end,,no starting no end ,all tiny creatures in its ambit collide,burst,shine and run out of energy to get in...

The yearning for comfort.

The yearning for comfort, that all embracing comfort, which grasps completely- devoid of any discomfort. That comfort may dwell, when one in- perfect harmony with surrounding. Where all inner aspiration- lies in tranquility. All abstraction take/shape reality, outside /inside in harmony. The grouses are far off- lurking beyond zone of comfort. And reality is really...

No such issue.

What is right  What is wrong no such issue only instinct that counts In the animal world   no grievances rooted deeply anywhere just responding to moments merely existing Stupor No rules,neither legality defined no guilt no guilty exists just random living with no memory to store/analyse And no concern for Meaningless Meanings.    ...

Pressures.

All on here faces multiple pressure yet for some pressures hardly subside keeps on changing faces forming different coalitions hardly subdues And experimenting tormenting wars ,chasm on multiple front A low  pressure area invites floating monstrous distractions  race to exert pressure nucleus of beings as if never allowed to get in touch with any sort...

TORNADO.

Tornado whistling loud as if got free rein thither issues/confusion calmed that nothing prevailed somewhat tornado called to fill vacuum bury many hatchet For the remnant beginning embers looks dazed sparks trembling fiercely to anoint the destruction in maze of puzzlement/momentary Enlightenment.    

Precursor to higher understanding.

In this form understanding In that form understanding understanding to evolve with changing structures with changing times Inherent constraint to understanding understanding in this form Is merely a precursor to catapult into another domain where all surprises melts TO Eventual Understanding.    

Full of constraints.

This life is full of constraint It need to interact It needs many inputs natural inputs,social inputs retrieve-store and expend energy That with a perfect balance unlike steam engine where coal burned to boil water And steam generated to move piston and machine attached ROARS ,CHUG The being consume energy to chug to move to...

Existence is maintenance.

That what gains existence conscious or semi unconscious wears and tears out with culminating into system becoming redundant Till system alive needs maintenance to be vibrant,flowing maintain self well so journey goes well whatever status of path potholes/obstacles.        

Votive candles flickering in various alcoves.

Time is stick to its base,its habituality  to habit ,sticking burning the base ,yet invisible and not pronounced. One endeavouring/ relishing great hurry in pushing ahead of phases/phrases being lost in maze of strident certainty of nothingness,only recourse to some fulfilment remains in/lie in decisively moving ahead to any noticeable extent ,leaving behind a trail...

Tongue on fire.

The impulse were buried deep unknown abstractedly in labyrinthine corridors of profound thoughts sallow surface filled with clods Attempt to plow/harrow only added to debris/malise Despite gradual depredation of time some amber smoldering tempering weeds And roots of all roots yet hearts simmering And as if cant be doused or turn into ashes So order...

The confusions.

One descended on scene with surrounding impassive beauties And trapped with creatures of voracious aptitude Till infancy values assigned by gullible understanding of longings/belongings with time stretching body catapulting from that microcosm of oneness To varying perceptions those toys losing relevance with indulgence with bigger ones demands goes on inflating confusion galore stalking creatures /sorcerer...

This was to happen.

This was to happen It was the hell that was to be trudged before being out of it out of it Sufficient As if only hell is real with no antonyms And it is quite achievement to be out of it with no more wandering entanglements of ups and down.  

All days going to pass.

All days are going to pass Fraught with weighted stiffness or easy smooth sailing All the days are going to pass Days goes on passing and are passed without any concern of origin or end devoid of any destination From the eternal universe a drama been devolved on this tiny planet of no much consequences...

Navel Gazing.

When the adjustment with surrounding vitiates and incursion to outer fields catches more burnt then one focuses to ones navel to immerse in its gazing.Being indulgent in petty incidents and remaining drowned in them agog with self contemplation etc at expense of wider reality. Immerse in contemplation about happening around self and  ones proclivities causes...