Liberated

Freedom to fall from my starry sky…

And ramble with the wind

Without ever reaching the barren ground

Freedom to float in my ocean of obsession

Without ever waves barging me back to shore

Freedom to snuggle in my insane sand dunes

Without ever drops of sense soaking me up

…... to scream in my valley of silence

Without ever sound of sanity scorning me

Freedom to swim in the darkness

Without ever dawn clasping me

And to flutter like a kite

Without ever reaching the horizon

Freedom to drown down deep in the dumps…

…in my abyss of agony

Without ever reaching the road of rhapsody

Freedom to travel in my timeless trance

Without ever reaching the dawn of despair

Freedom to empty myself

And plunge me deep into love and lust

Freedom to wine on scores of nectar

Without ever a whining from my flowers

Freedom from fidelity!

Freedom unto my blissful solitude

Far from the mayhem of madding crowd

Liberated….unto my emptiness …

….to the eternal…to the ethereal

In Search of Identity

Who am I…. ?

An acrobat….?

An acrobat in the ladder of life,

who falls and pants in the midway.

A merchant….?

A merchant of dreams….,

who trades his dreams for a penny….

….for a penny which earns nothing….,

but tears….

Or am I a prisoner?

A Prisoner of the past….,

who chains the self behind the bars….

…. behind the bars of darken thoughts.

A bird….?

A bird of passage…,

which flies across the skies

like a kite without a course.

A warrior…?

A warrior who fights with own shadow

….to conceal the scars of ego.

Or am I a myth….?

A myth which is untold…

….never realized and never happened.

Claps and clamours echoed in the air….

of those inherited lot….

who scorns and taunts at those

who live in search of identity.

I blossomed and I perished

In this barren land of bizarre….

Without knowing who I am.

Mind Speaks!!!

I want to shed some tears….

…..don’t know why.

But I want to shed some tears….

On my own wounded feelings

On my own fate… on my own life..

On my own spirit and soul…

…. Just to fill the valley of sorrows.

I want to sketch my life

On my own shadow….

Just to realize it’s a folly….

…. for, I have no shadow.

Oh mind! Where you lost yourself?

No! It’s with me…. But it lost something

Some waves on its way to shore.

I want to dance…

Dance to the tunes of life.

But I failed…. for, it lacks rhythm.

I can see a glimmer….

A glimmer of hope which nestles with my dreams.

…. Just to realize those are some illusions.

But I am satisfied….

For, life could offer nothing else.

And I heard once mind speaks to death….

“Oh death, you are dearer than life”.