Wallowing in self pity.

One has to be confident and somewhat adamant of self worth , it is not analogous to hubris , rather shinning with self worth. Conditions in journey and baggage carried forward since incarnation as a package of incarnation , all these combined make one scapegoat of wolf wandering around emitting venom. And with all these...

Instant Gratification .

The value of time has and its limited availability in present times amid explosion of activities and infinite options for gratifications has changed the way gratifications/experiences are solicited . The increase in activities has changed way in which result of activities analyzed . With man involved in multiple activities , therefore it becomes difficult to...

Mannequin

A mannequin standing in competitive world, To attract attention, To draw engagement, in world of competition, surrounded by bright lights, and fellow mannequin, Always attentive to, Always exploding sparkles, cherished by its creators, to lure consumers, long working hours, And hardly any break, all holidays attracting more nd more footfalls, environment vivacious, music,gossips,ranting, chirping,giggling crowd,...

Dilemma Of Seedling.

As the seedling started transforming amazed in surrounding, Yet far from being sapling, Found many roads diverged in horizon, And sorry, he couldn't travel all as being one traveler confused, Yet pondered the undergrowth , But the fate lies elsewhere the many options stalking seedling to grasp as appeared to be grassy and deserving wear....

Myth from mystical region.

Evolving as individuals and communities, Human imagination and power of perception evolves, Experience and learning of individual and societies do not follow linear path, A phase comes of upward movement and of downwards too Eternal truth conveyed through myth,parable,allegory and metaphor, But old outdated model do not always invigorate, Myths comes from mystical region of...

Good and Bad Sensations.

What lies around is temporary, It will pass,it had passed, And therefore joy/suffering ephemeral, Yet it appears strange, Why can't it be visualised, When joy and pain to one ,felt and apprised by others, And one's self reaction marred by that all pervasive feeling of gloom, So profound is the achievement of nothingness, uselessness That...

If you fall short , you fail.

Shoot for the moon, Atleast land above from where started, No moon was dreamt or visible, These streets knows me, I had walked them whole life, But now turned stranger, They don't recognise me, Those aisle surrounded by rows of tree's, Lively calm moving traffic, And that gentle surrounding and being, That had a touch...

The Second Coming.

All that is going on, Looks full of pleasure,. Colors of duality, As if,One and the same things,. Despite nomenclature differs,. Yet balance tilt here and there, Nothing to discern, Gradually widening whirl, One part tries to gain singularity, Centre gets loosened and parts wobbles, The zealist full of conviction, And others drowned in dreamy...

Seamless Connection s.

All being on planet, Being an independent unit, Connections not banned with other units, Yet as if some leaders required to remove distractions, And form clan,unit, group, society to organise them, And to give it a identity, Or some chemistry needed to sow the seeds, Yet it had remained volatile and fragile, Creating a subset...

Without any existence.

Challenges are mounting, Weather getting rougher, Rust spreading fast and deep, Gloom descending from all corners, Surface getting shrouded by layer of dust, Surrounded by waste and awful forces of despair, All hopes buried down, Yet I am here and there,. Without any existence, Without any agenda, With tottering by rising ages, Limbs and sight...

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,...

Let it happen,What they like.

Let it happen, What they like, No tension,no problem,. Worst is enthrusted upon, Since the beginning of journey, Let it add, What it could, Let them enjoy, Replete with all pleasure, Till it can last, May be till eternity, Surrendered to will of them All those lives beyond cloud, Or beyond the, Imagination of conscious...

Enemy number 2.

The primary source of discontent are usually ignored and not much is dwelled upon them and force of attention is shifted to easy targets ,which are easily best alternatives to sway attention of masses and get them perfectly engaged.   The hunger for revenge rises,bad circumstances which one could not cherish at all but have...

Comfort Zone.

Expanding the zone, zoom in on the realities, focus on purpose of life, cherishing every moment, that speeds up, embracing happening, melting and wading into uncharted territory, putting into someone else shoe, striving to extend zone of comfort ,and to find treasure, one side of same coin, the worst behind us, jostling secure and we'll...

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,...

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...

Malaise.

What has changed, nothing appeared to have changed, the world around is same, yet that affinity gone, as if a malaise penetrated deep inside, no cause apparent, roots untraceable, All near and dear perplexed, pouring more succor, yet that rapport, that harmony, within and outside elusive, a decisive turn, not of destiny, but of time...

The mangled self.

The mangled self, yet something not allow it to recline, to get it stationed in comfortable posture, feeling relaxed, as if lying in stratosphere, a lower layer, a upper layer,to cuddle, according to floating sensations, The mangled self, yet strutting ahead, as if ,nothing happened, the hurt,the guilt buried in troposphere, with the support of...

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,...

All the faculties lost.

All the faculties lost, in the maze of indifference, that s surrounding,it was different earlier, now the difference is apparent, that s listlessness,it no more belongs to me, once it used to reciprocate, and the callings resonated, as if flower,leaves,tree and ambiance all were in chorus, a rhythm full of love and jest, full of...

Inclinations propelled by instinct.

Inclinations propelled by instincts, dub it natural or genuine, adoring on this pretext or that, Many adoring its, pristine beauty. All that prevailed for, centuries. And those centuries were shrouded by- sanctuaries of Animals, where all urges were primitive, which one cant relish in this humane world. A world that is, sometimes/somewhere sighted its traces.

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...

TWINGE.

A dull surface,lacking vibrancy, devoid of potency/vibrancy, mundane,dull,wearisome,tiresome, not knowing though, from far away,somehow, a deep twinge aroused, as if all that was buried, stored/diverted to trash, suddenly, stoked few amber, as if ash bubbled up, before cinders consigning to fate, yet twinge belatedly erupted, wasn't as intense, as may be in heydays of crater...

Purposes and priorities.

Priorities... randomly falling into ditches, clutter in cabinet, or commitments in calendar, discard rubbish, at walking distance be, either relevance or convenience, if not both, That effulgence, that rapt splendor, surrounding harvest moon, It confuse refulgence, of LURKING evils, what striking menace, The moon blooming, triumphantly announcing, setting of winter, randomly and recklessly , dew...

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,...

Differences are enormous.

Differences are enormous, visible and invisible, significant or insignificant, enormous or tiny, traceable or untraceable, but there is there, unevenness,lack of smoothness, a pervasive all around, lack of compatibility, solution emerges, when all heat blaze, to turn to ashes, all visualization turn bleak, nothing provokes, nothing entice, differences turns so fragile, that all appearing same,...

INDIFFERENCE.

Differed a lot, cant stabilize in surrounding, surrounding are volatile, here and everywhere there, it tends to destabilize, all creatures of some consciousness, floating and fleeting, deferred all indefinitely, A state of perfection, no differences to ponder, indifference to wrap, In material world , or individual mental world, nothing alike, Differences are enormous, visible and...

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...

That foggy light house of fate.

Said to be capable of self learning through experiences etc Yet small shreds of emotions flying free pleading for capture Hardly be doused by a theory to which prefer to stick despite knowing other theories once bitten getting out balance once bitten gaining arrogance striving to turn unpleasant to pleasant Becoming companion of self that...

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.    

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...

A story of tiny orphan girl HOSPICE.

Raje was watching the splendid cool morning from  broken window ,felt that all solace lies in these moments ,cool breeze coming in,the stink at its minimum ,the draconian chaplain at their best posture roaming ,before on their job of taking charge of deity/day after the usual ritual.Children /older relaxing ,the new habitat of short span intently and expectantly gazing at...