Pie!

It was gloomy
and the sun was
burning the skin,
time was so slow
that she could feel
each second pass by
with a silent goodbye!
Patterns of her facial
muscles didn't matter
anymore, she wants
a crispy crust and
a delicious fill
to her life!

Rope

Girl on a rope.
She lives there,
sleeps, eats, dances
on the rope but
never once noticed
the rope had twists!
Her never ending music or
the push and the pull or
her perpetual resonant dance!
and more and more she
could do and finally felt the
intertwined impression on her
pale pale feet!
She stared at the rope for
days and weeks,
confusion and fear visited her often,
she was craving to know
the missing piece,
that she is the
twisted rope!

Hazy moon

Lamps lit white as white,
You see all the colours
which brings no delight,
Eyes weared out, of the
compelling perceptions,
constrained to see
what you want to see...
At the end of the day,
eyes gets soothed
when you look at the
black blue above you
and the hazy moon
staring at you!

My face

I am the stage
I am the player.
Each and every
soul reflects on me,
my incandescence.
I can be anyone.
I can be no one.
Faces I have,
a million of them
But the soul is
left, hard as brick
after every whip
without a grip
,still not rip
nor a drop to sip.
I see it,
Clear as dog eyes,
I see it,
My face.

Into the keyhole

Feel the warm wind,
eyes closed , in the dark terrace.
Slump into my own world
and gaze into the infinity.
Billions of stars,
make me go blank,
shows me how small
but vital I can be!
residing in my head
under a light bulb!,
as the terrace door is locked
and warden has the keys!

THE LINE

Craving of the soul,
magic of the gut,
the game is played
to the extremes of the universe
with revolting thoughts
deep into the chasm
and the line, which
cages them all!
The passion, the fear,
the thrill and the magic,
so deep, driving
into the abyss,
the line broken,
the beast unveiled!
Look at it
straight in the eye
and see yourself
standing in the void
holding the leash !

Dark!

The dance of rain
and the swirling wind,
Its pitch dark around
with the howling sound!
In the silent night filled
with the storm,
peeps the darkest side
of the soul at peace,
like a shadow in the dark,
Spreading its wings!