Disappointment comes in futuristic forms
It is the
Realisation that
I will never breathe the oxygen
of the Arctic
Or what is left of it
And it comes in waves
I see myself swimming
In oceans that I will never come to touch
Buildings that I will never come to climb
People that I will never come to meet
Between plane rides I hop
From trajectory to trajectory
Losing myself
Out cold in this cowardly world I crave
For a little stability
For I know neither
What
Nor
Who
I love
Any longer
And mysteries such as these
Shall wreck confusion like thunder
A storm blows though I have no sight for it
And life goes on as usual
I see the world in film and grain
Assisted vision that brings me closer
But to stand on these fields
Uninhibited
Will that remain a vision too?
Adventure calls and I await
But machiavellian blocks they tumble
There is no pride in living
One day at a time
But time after time it seems
Choice is not on our side
And some dreams that you have will just
Never come to be
So you sit and wait for life
And you start to play with fire
Till the lonely harp in the labyrinth starts to break the strings of time

Glass that is shattered
Is not broken
And hope
Is anything but lost

Child you
Must learn the difference
Between the end of a chapter
And the extension of it
One that begets colourful depictions
Of the future that is yet to come
A future that you must not discolour
Simply because it is contrary to expectations

Throw yourself into the sea
And swim with daggers
Let yourself be surrounded by danger
In no other way shall your spirit be developed
In no other way shall you learn

You may shed tears
And that is permitted
For you are human
And sadness is inevitable
But cry only once for the future you envisioned
Gone up in flames
And cry twice
In joy
For the one that I have put in place of the old one
One that needs a twist or two in the road to get there
But who shall grumble about the road to paradise
When it is a worthwhile road like none another
Oh, the places you will go

Some may see this decree as torture
As an impediment on brighter days
But you shall not
For you have heard the news
And no time shall be wasted
On aimless rumination
The unknown is not to be feared
For it is unknown only by you
And the master of the blueprint
Has everything long set in stone

Shattered glass shall never hurt you
Though it comes in torrents
And pierces through skin like a mindless murderer
Protection is always around the corner
Waiting to dart at every necessary moment
Against your adversaries

So live on and live bravely
For danger shall not hurt you
Danger exists in many ways
And the devil is always at work
With morbid Machiavellian honour
Making sure that ships
Shall never sail to shore

Play the game well
And play your cards right
The king and queen yet conquered
And neither should your might
Hold fast to what you live for
And don't let love lose sight

New paths shall make their way to you
New doors open to tides
So live with highest glory
And never once begrudge
For you were born for reasons
Fire don't lose your light

And in the end these tangled knots shall find themselves untied

Life is the riddle that you will never solve
A multitude of complexities weaved together
By the black widow of good hope
With a dash of unmoderated uncertainty
As you find yourself toeing the line
Between sadness and happiness
Life is that simple riddle without an answer

Life is the nights you remember best
Being up at 4am
Making a home within your cozy corners
Eager to escape
Eager to belong
But too afraid to try

The rules of life govern it as such
And sometimes we are privy to its restrictiveness
And we are not as free as we think we are
But time bends
The laws of life
And patience
Is the greatest reward of all

Extensive ruminations on life are futile
Life is as volatile as it is big
And we are best left guessing
Our magician's next trick
Some things are hidden just to be found
Some things you see it
And then you

Right from the day you were born
With a treasure chest strapped to your back
You knew
That our secrets did not define us
Secrets do not deny trust
But secrets
Secrets could defy guns
So when you **** a man and set him on his bed

You lie

For it does not matter
Which side of the story they buy
The words are to blame
It is their fault they sound the same
And we trust too much the rhymes we hear
For they crystallise us
But metal belies meaning
And only rust
Rust can uncover the truth
Before the ticking clock betrays us
Until the day you die
With the cluster bomb strapped to your-

Blasted back
The day you realise
Lies set us apart
And in between life and death
'Lies-'

I went without breathing for days
Days after I was alone
Because I craved for a status quo
I craved for millenniums to stop turning
And I craved for the birds outside my window
(Oh those ****** birds)
To stop chirping
There is beauty in such stillness that no one else will comprehend
Much-needed stillness after nights of revolution
The sputnik in my brain is going places
But all I want
Is stability
For once in awhile

I looked in the mirror
And combed my hair the other way
And that was the most changed
I had engineered in days
I tossed my coins
To make decisions
And I lived on leftovers
From the previous summer season

Loneliness came in like a platinum plugger
And I shut my doors for days
I left logic on my front porch
And it grew tired of breaking in
I tried to throw caution to the wind
But I was careful to nail my windows shut

And so I lived within myself for periods
Not the person I used to be
And admired how the birds could always chirp
With such
Vigour
Unlike
Me

How to live the next 365 days:

10 days
To remember how it feels like to begin again
33 days
Of non-consecutive sadness that you never asked for
56 days
Of exploration
For your compass is a ticking clock
Go places and meet faces
Nothing found without a loss
200 days
Of mindless rout(in)e
Drowning in a system of (ter)ror
A mechanism of much (lac)k
But there is sanity in rigidity met(ed)
(And reckless will come)
12 days
Of alone time
Once a month
31 days
In December
Waiting for the next year to come
20 days
Of trying to go for a run
3 days
Without seeing the face of the sun
And 365 days
To discover yourself

365 days
Of ticking boxes
But before that
Cross out the resolution in its 5th year running
And accept that some things
Are just not meant to be
365 days of contentment
With yourself and your surrounding
For nothing shall call you victim
And lastly
365 days of loving
Whoever they are and whatever it is
Because no feeling in the world
Is better than this

Growing up
They tell us two
Things at the same time
To enjoy our childhood but
Also to become adults as fast
As we possibly can and we ache
From the failures that shouldn't be
And the lines that slowly weave through
Our foreheads give away our inclining age
Life is a sordid battle of sorts and an awkward
Amalgamation of feelings without names and people
Who come and leave when they fancy and trust is all it takes
To make and break a person standing on the edge of the sea line
Waiting to dive headfirst into the unknown because ignorance is bliss
And nights contemplating death are few and far between but they do exist
But feelings exist for no raeson and reason is an unwarranted current
For we strive too strongly to incite logic into everything we know
And strip ourselves of reckless decisions for solemn strictures
What if we left our feelings alone and accept that they
Unlike us will never be gone and wrecked or ever torn
Life is the awkward waiting game for the end
And that will come soon enough
But till then we must live
Fully and greatly
Rush not and
Hold on
Tight