dibyendra
04-14-2011, 11:22 PM
Reminiscences
So many things are flying inside my head,
Like dusts in the desert, scatterring in the air.
Once, I smashed the mirror in the state of emptiness,
As the world turned colorless and everyone seemed faceless.
I reminisce when the life was so much flooded with melancholies,
And I wailed in the roaring deluge, ranting that the god doesn't exist.
When the life was blowing in the storm of insanity, hopelessness prevailed,
And I banged my head, shouting to my reflection, why these turmoils never end.
While the droplets of rain crashed onto the peaceful pool of water, creating ripples,
I realized our mind is peaceful otherwise, if not tampered by the droplets of feelings.
The twinges of rejections, dejections casted by the world, and my weaknesses and addictions,
In differnt faces, crippled this life, sporadically, but this heart thanked them for their aggravations.
Once I was a prisoner, locked and lost inside the appalling prison, and when released as a bird from the cage,
I am liberated and flying, running wherever I can, and I am walking on a different road, never been walked before.
Anticipations
Time passed with ambivalence and in restlessness,
the man persevered in the despairing wilderness.
He sighs longing on the verge of his endeavour,
as the nights tingle and envisage unsure rapture.
Yet, amber of hopes are glistering in his eyes,
that sparkle like stars even in the gloomy nights.
Dreams
The hanging ropes of hopes,
connected and twined infinitely,
as ladders, in the garden of dreams,
gesture to climb and connect to myriad ropes,
which are hanging under the skies of utter uncertainties.
Just Let Go
Roaring sky,
Pigs might fly
Bloody wine,
Killing time
Fleeting time,
Yelling deadline
Still life,
Black and white
Around the bend,
Crammed brain
bitc*y life,
Itchy parasite
Dust and ashes,
No surprises
Dog tired,
Uninspired
Pathetic character,
Freak of nature
Poisoned chalice,
Apocalypse
Vertigo,
Just let go
A lucky escape
The boat kept drifting,
like a boat without a sailor,
Across an endless sea, in the stormy weather,
But the boat survived even if the relentless waves
Swallowed it innumerable times, in the merciless hours.
High hopes
Above the clouds, there are high hopes,
higher than mountains, larger than life.
So many things are flying inside my head,
Like dusts in the desert, scatterring in the air.
Once, I smashed the mirror in the state of emptiness,
As the world turned colorless and everyone seemed faceless.
I reminisce when the life was so much flooded with melancholies,
And I wailed in the roaring deluge, ranting that the god doesn't exist.
When the life was blowing in the storm of insanity, hopelessness prevailed,
And I banged my head, shouting to my reflection, why these turmoils never end.
While the droplets of rain crashed onto the peaceful pool of water, creating ripples,
I realized our mind is peaceful otherwise, if not tampered by the droplets of feelings.
The twinges of rejections, dejections casted by the world, and my weaknesses and addictions,
In differnt faces, crippled this life, sporadically, but this heart thanked them for their aggravations.
Once I was a prisoner, locked and lost inside the appalling prison, and when released as a bird from the cage,
I am liberated and flying, running wherever I can, and I am walking on a different road, never been walked before.
Anticipations
Time passed with ambivalence and in restlessness,
the man persevered in the despairing wilderness.
He sighs longing on the verge of his endeavour,
as the nights tingle and envisage unsure rapture.
Yet, amber of hopes are glistering in his eyes,
that sparkle like stars even in the gloomy nights.
Dreams
The hanging ropes of hopes,
connected and twined infinitely,
as ladders, in the garden of dreams,
gesture to climb and connect to myriad ropes,
which are hanging under the skies of utter uncertainties.
Just Let Go
Roaring sky,
Pigs might fly
Bloody wine,
Killing time
Fleeting time,
Yelling deadline
Still life,
Black and white
Around the bend,
Crammed brain
bitc*y life,
Itchy parasite
Dust and ashes,
No surprises
Dog tired,
Uninspired
Pathetic character,
Freak of nature
Poisoned chalice,
Apocalypse
Vertigo,
Just let go
A lucky escape
The boat kept drifting,
like a boat without a sailor,
Across an endless sea, in the stormy weather,
But the boat survived even if the relentless waves
Swallowed it innumerable times, in the merciless hours.
High hopes
Above the clouds, there are high hopes,
higher than mountains, larger than life.