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DUSTY NIGHTS

       Dusty nights and stifling days                         roll on.      The ancient universe                         grasps me in.       And a faithless world                          grows in my womb.

VACUUM

      Silence perturbed.      Night hesitating to step into light,      Droplets of fire amidst an ocean of void....      A disintegrated soul lay motionless      Yearning to be engulfed by a monstrous vacuum. 

BAT

     I roam around solitary in crowded corners.      Roads I chose to walk on faded in front of me.     Trees broke down and monuments collapsed.....     Destination stumbled on my way.     I tripped and fell.     Smoke filled heart faltered to pump...     A bat hovered on top....     It's monstrosity lingered in my veins for ages.........

MUSIC

    HE is a drummer.    When HE strikes the sticks on the heavenly drums,    stars shed sparks off,    constellations scatter their lights     across this ancient universe.    We call it life.    HE calls it MUSIC......

PARADISE PERTURBED

     In the rain soaked night,     Even the scaly arms of nightmare lose their rigidity.     The foams of waves     Spread across the wide stretched sandscapes.     Grains of night dissolve.     An impregnated ocean flares up.     The windmill awaits instruction.     Unwelcome footprints emerge.     They stab the serenity.

SLEEP

Sleep patted on my back the other day. I smiled. Sleep was surprised to find me so calm. My smile shifted to one corner of my lips. It disturbed Him. I looked starkly at His eyes. This time, Sleep progressed one flight towards maturity. Sleep had an unfortunate choice of accepting failure. Death's offspring was defeated hands down. A gust of wind flapped the concealing veil      of the black cloak. The wrinkles around His eyes and lips      were prominent. That gave me one more reason      to smile. His wrinkled face felt protected once again, As the veil smoothly came down on His face. Foams of soft waves kissed our feet. The red crabs were our only company      on the lonely sea-shore.

RED NIGHT SKY 2

The redness of the sky has returned. It’s still looming large. But the mystery is gone. The brick red this time Is more suffocating than ever. Well..... I’m wrong. Because a mystery is still hovering across. The mystery tonight is in its suffocation. A bizarre one though and hence all the more mysterious. The redness wants to fade across            the ancient sky. And its failure breeds a suffocation            unknown to human history. It is tormented, with its blue soul            tortured tight across the rack. Oh, how enjoy gazing at the red night sky, Remembering our love, Writing verses, Penning down papers.... Completely forgetting the eternal pain That gives us one more reason to celebrate.......