Fates over Furies

The sun has set
and night not far
The dawn has arrived
but terror doesn't hide.

When the last speck
of sunshine fades
The furies lurks in shadows
to search of Hades.

They behave like us
when they posses a human
The same smile like ours
and the same funny puns.

But then sets night
and they roam free
To look out in the cemetery
and search those crypts.

They are the souls of dead
who mourn for justice.
They despise the lord of underworld
for not going to the palace they wished.

They are the souls of those men
who think Hades didn't do right
They didn't get the place they deserved
so now they had put up a fight.

Hades cant kill them
even when is the king.
They are too many and very strong
so they torture him all along.

They hurt those
who are close to the god.
By doing so they
too affect the lord.

But then there are Fates
to win over Furies
the souls of good men
who helped the living.

They spread Hope
among the dead
They give the Courage

 to fight the rest.

They helped Persephone
to live in the dark cavern for centuries
They helped  Lord Hades
to ward off the furies.

The battle though
always continues
Because Fate and Furies
still have their issues. 

Yet Untold

A thread to be held
a feel to be felt
Life it is.
Mark my words.

In labyrinth you walk
In puzzles you reply.
In mist you see.
In brutality you feel shy.

You hide from shadows
yet walk towards it.
You like the sunshine
yet  sit on creepy dark streets.

You call life a bird
but cage one in your home.
  . you want to fly to summace
but make one die trying to be free.

Life is not easy
it’s hard to keep up.
 yet the joy of flight
is something you can’t give up.

You say, you see well
yet your vision gets blurred.
You know how to speak
yet you are at loss of words.

Secrets wait to be uncovered
even the buried capstone shimmers.
They look for you
and yet you hide from your true lovers.  

You think you know life
its tricks and turns?
Let me tell you,
its a fire which never burns.

It tortures your feelings
and warms your cold heart.
It nurtures your love
and be the reason for being apart.

It is cruel
Yet beloved.
 life is  life,
a Tale still unheard.



floating thoughts

Her brain is blank

but hands do move

arranging the letters

making new moves.

She writes, she sings

to herself and her heart.

waiting for the words
to make a new start.

Nothing new happens
so she decides
to do nothing
and wait for the tides. 

The tides do come and

kiss her toes.

She giggles and smiles

yet she feels low.

She close her eyes
and looks beyond the realm

there she finds

 no reason to complain.

She suppresses a smile

and looks at the sky.

 once she kneels
her soul touches the tides.

For the very last time

her hand do their work
they are moving
creating her final words.

for the very first time
a thought comes in her mind
that the attempt to live
is just false believe.

with her final thoughts
and words floating in the sky
she bids the world

her final bye.

Fading Echoes

The pen waits
paper cries
They don't want
to say goodbye.

The words wait
and emotions cry
They don't want
to say goodbye.

The thoughts shout
but mind denies.
The senses hides
 consciousness waves bye.

The wisdom shouts
enlightenment cries.
They don't want
to say goodbye.

The soul shivers
The heart gives a cry
to live again
it gives a futile try.

Opened eyes
looking in the void.
 Thudding heart
faded in the noise.

The pen waited
the paper cried
They didn't want
but the poet did die.



retrieving hope

Lost in her thoughts
 cold and tired she walks alone
trying to find peace
from the chaos on her own...

Nothing unsaid has been left
nobody but her knows the best
that what she wants
is something she'll never get...
 

she wants to accept it
 and move on but her heart
lets the flame of hope be lit
to enlighten her to play her part...

She lets the drizzle
solve the riddle
sweep away the confusion
 to save her from delusions...

The blowing air
plays with her hair
covering her face
shadowing her tears...

tears of lost thought
tied up in a knot
which couldn't be unscrambled
from the way she had gambled...

drizzle turns into rain
she realises she can not gain
by being baffled
the things has to be tackled...

the wish to stand the storm
is becoming stronger

helping her to be warm
for the present and much longer...

walking in the rain
she moves to her abode
with the newly found serenity
even when chaos over flooded the roads...



Shrewd Smile...

Happiness remains hidden
in the world of shadows
swirling itself
like a dormant tornado...

It waits for none
to show itself
It shines like sun
once in its true self...

It comes in your life
in ironic situations
till then it hides
in your imaginations...

It can be the reason
of your smiles
infusing positivity
once in a while...

The path of life
offer hurdles
but along with it
there do happens wonders...

Wonders that make you smile
wonders that give you reason to walk miles
wonders that may make other sad
wonders that may be called bad...

The event is same
but consequences differs
for two varied persons
life doesn't always shimmers...

Its your view
that matters to you
either accept the truth
or cover it with hue...

Choices may be wrong
Life may change
but happiness is a thing
Which always remains the same...

For some its bad
for some its good
but isn't it why life
is known to be shrewd!



Solitude

I want to write

But I don’t have words
I want to hide
But I can’t find a world...

 

I want to be alone
so that I can fight on my own
with my desires
which burns my will like fire...

The burning flames
I have within myself
because of which
I am unable to help...

The world seems weird
the way I’ve feared
Everything seems unknown
and I can’t dwell on my own...

It’s tough to lend your ears
and shed some desperate tears
on the things happening here
coz its isn’t easy to withstand
and walk holding happy hands...

Everything seems dark
cold and hard
Nothing around me has a spark of life
to keep my cold spirit walk on world’s sad tide...

I want to crawl and hide
but I can’t find a world
I want to write
but I don’t have words.