She demands my attention
Yet chooses not to disclose herself
And stays hidden

With such great ambiguity
She whisper words
That lingers infinitely
In the echoing vortex of my imagination

Am i to b intimidated by her existence
Or to embrace her whispering intuitions
The road it leads to, is far too less travelled
Is this insanity or a work of a miracle

She never leaves me idle
For her presence is forever felt
In between the crippled thoughts
Dancing in her own rhythm

A wise man who believes that he knows nothing yet doesnt put up any effort to educate himself
Is no less than the ignorant fool.

A pitiful  heart
Cried every night
As the howling mean thoughts
Kept creeping out of her own secret hide

Kept reminding her
How everything fails and has no cause
For, the truth is it always will die
And memories made are always at loss

Love and lust
Are two strong drive
With a thin lining in between
And  choice somehow always falls  in our hand
To embrace an ultimate drive in us all
In order to keep the fire inside burning!
     Whether it be called madness or following your passion.


#amateur writing:)

May this road we are about to embark
upon from now on,
be lighten up with opportunities
and a world full of greater adventure at feet.

I am time, i am infinity.
Many come and tries best to decipher me
Endless, i am like the sea.
In the quest of desire to seek
Reflection, u shall see of inscrutable abstract
Perished scion left with no traces
Heed, Only vague footprint  towards azrael  tomorrow's ashes ..