Life in Strangulation

You have eyes, but you can’t see.

You have mouth, but you can’t speak.

You have courage, but you aren’t aware.

You are helpless, for you are an infant, now.

I hope for light, at the burst of twilight.

I closed my eyes tight shut and had this little conversation...

Is any body in there?

Yes, what are you looking for?

I am just looking for some light here...

Why do you want to spot light in the darkness?

And why did you come here, at the first place?

I don't know. I was just trying to see what's here...And I only see darkness.

Do you really see darkness?

Yes, I do! I think.

Then, simply enjoy this moment while you are living in the dark.

Am I living in the dark?

Of course yes! Don't you hear we are talking.

Yes indeed. But I have been elsewhere for about few decades...

Oh yes. You still are there, but just that a little self-guided now.

Light often misguides, but darkness surely gives your gut and instinct a chance.

The Earth is perhaps the biggest Blackhole, where you can still see that you are completely lost.

Let there be dark. Now.

Money - A Rear View

'Money' - Boy, it's like a whore. You regret having an addictive relationship with it.

'Money' - A specially treated paper, with the rich smell of sweat and blood.

'Money' - Makes you think, mostly stupid.

'Money' - The more you want, the lesser it feels.

'Money' - Mused by man, abused by politicians

'Money' - It will shine on you, posthumous.

'Money' - Is an affair, people like to keep it secret.

'Money' - Puts smile on your face, every month-end. And smiles back at you, the very next day.

'Money' - Can buy almost everything. But why?

Damned, if...

Damned, if I had to be reborn everyday.
Be in the company of strangers for years.

Damned, if I had to listen to the same cliche
And sing along.

Damned, if I had to change.

Tornado inside

Mind opens. Thoughts explode. Words unravel.
They all come together and the battle continues. Within.

Perfect misfits

Lives invaded, soil imported and roots shaken, they were all confined within the colonial walls of some-nothings.

The breeze wandering in perplexed thoughts...
The trees, stood still breathing the air that belogned to the museum of morons.

Asphalt, laid on like the red carpet, camouflaged the blood stains.
After all, it was a magical wonder in the making...
And the world watched it with awe.

Like the soil, the breeze, the trees, let's fall prey not again and surrender to where the wild calls.

Extraterrest-real

It's a plot no man can decipher
For he is just an agent sent from nowhere

In the end, it won't be just you and me
But also entities from places never seen

The monster is still asleep deep down the sea
Or maybe in few chosen bellies

It's not far, neither close
Wherever this is, it's flashing the worse

The enlightened are awaiting
Without knowing what's coming

On the third day, the reality beams
And a new chapter, for sure begins...