Posts Tagged ‘heart’

The last few days seemed like an era, and the era has seemingly come to an end. I always thought and believed that the ones who leave us or we choose to leave behind never come back and even if they do they never stay back only to leave us empty yet again, like they always do, once their unknown purpose is served. Till the time comes when I figure out that why is there that one person in my life who comes back every now and then only to leave me in the midst of nowhere after doing all that is done, I will have to cover myself up in the blanket of blankness that surrounds me….

black_holeThe only thing that I have realized this time, is that the fact that my friend is in similar mortal pain that I am in because there is no other way to explain the indefinite break and silence that has been chosen…

A true blanket of blankness can be caused by severe pain, a grinding numbness that throws you off the course and you have no cards in your hand to play your daily moves…. – You become a walking dead! Probably this is required every now and then for 7s (in terms of numerology) like us to understand and value life’s depths and intensities on order to let go of it all! I say 7 because sadly we are the ones who feel, observe, see, assess, analyse, take the onus and understand life’s mysteries like no other number. This is the reason why in the end of it all we choose to remain loners and become complete sages (abstaining from all forms of human emotions and connecting with the bigger entities like the cosmos…).

Every human must try each day to abstain from regular emotions, beliefs and philosophies and start welcoming mysteries of life, the greater depths of knowledge and revelations in life as a whole. Our spiritual world must be aroused in order to become a good listener, a true observer, proper guide and silent path breaker. Till we attain all that let us also smilingly learn to enjoy the warm ‘Blanket of Blankness’.


Sunshine and Gravity Conspire Without Clarity.

Moonlight and me, embrace in silence.

Stares find no stairs at this hour,

As I creep on my crippled lair.

Sunshine and Gravity Conspire Without Clarity,

As I take a walk in the clouds with my head held high, above the beautiful night sky.

I embrace the moon as it soothes my pain.

I save its grace and it fodders my brain.

Head is where life is they say,

I find this journey a profound break away.

Shadow fights and conspiracies take up much of my time,

My poems have stifled rhyme yet I try to stay in line.

Who is to judge and bring out a winner.

When all this while heart has conspired and head has held it right.

Who is to blame when I have put myself on flame?