Chaos is a ladder

When waves crash the shores of my mind and confusion creeps up like the tide, when I drift away with the flow of life, that’s when I paint the canvas with words and that’s when I realize that chaos, when used constructively, is a ladder in disguise.

Aren’t you afraid of the dark?

Hey there, li’l kid! What are you doing up so late? Hasn’t Mommy warned you Of the monsters that prey on the weak? The Darkness has begun its conquest The Darkness, full of terrors With creatures lurking in the shadows And owls hooting in their nests. When light is consumed And Ole Grim Reaper returns…

An Elegy To Me…

I open my eyes to see the beautiful lie of life for the last time but instead, I see memories…Although, the memory is getting eroded…

Vision

She hopes for success Craves for fame Works to achieve A recognition of name. She battles hurdles And soars ahead ‘She is a fighter’ The people said. She wants to reach up To their expectations She wants to scale Beyond wishes and figmentations. When evening sun bends low And the Nyx descends She tests her…

Wayfarer

The gallivanter sets out on a voyage to travel the the world. Heartbroken, he realises how small he is and how little he has seen. But wanderlust is a desire so strong that the wayfarer sets out again…

Dare to Dream

    Dark black locks stream on her face As she stares at the vast skies that lay ahead Waves dance in a sluggish pace And the branches curl above her head.   A shooting star carries her dreams To the world of her fantasies A surreal world in which she gleams And before her,…