Sleep

We need it to live
It's not something someone can give,
You are just there unprotected
It is your mind that is affected

Why do we have to be so vulnerable,
The thought is truly horrible
We show our true selves
Out in the open on the shelves

Our mind takes over control
Only allowed with someone special,
You know you're in deep
if you are with them in our Sleep

I am but a guest inside this vessel,
staying for as long as the breath of life permits.
Often I n I come to these windows to view just how beautiful this life truly is.
Former extrovert turned introvert, these days I sit in solitude listening to echoes of recitations of poems in my head.
The resounding sound of melodic music notes keeps the calm within the beat of my heart,
pushing me further from attachments and pulling me  deeper into the dark.
Reminding me that I am nothing, yet I am everything.

Have you ever wrote with a wrecked pen and shed all the smudge

Have you ever played a guitar with broken strings and bled your fingers

Have you ever tried to burn the moist leaves and got eyes insanely blind

Have you ever screamed so hard and got your throat smitten

Have you ever seen something so vicious and scarred your memory

Have you ever pondered of something so bad and lost wiring in your head

Have you ever hated someone so badly and ended up loving immensely

Have you ever been favoured by ethanol and temporarily erased her for a night

Have you ever left a flock in order to find the lost one

Have you ever let her go finally realising the sweet truth



Well!!! I have done it all to the brim and then a voice spoke deep within

The darkest nights have some stars too

There are the left,scorned and abandoned flock too

If not, the darkest night will have a shiny morning too

Little things started to rile
by all odds,
not quite like the ache
head leant against your back.

Under cover a long dull hum
I thought of ghosts,
but I faced down the quake
until your aura had been caved in.

Like a god in disguise from on high
withdrawn with no words
but with human inability to break
and get the best from doing wrong.

Little tale or true story
him and her trying each other out
but got back to the ways of their own.
"The pagan and the profane on an isle."

You know what the biggest crime in the world
Is to love someone more than they deserve
The punishment for it is nothing but get destroyed by the very same person
Never trust a person so easily neither let go of someone so easily
Forgive your enemies but never forget their names.

Sometimes you just have to let go
For a second
A minute
Just one moment

There's no need to always keep busy
Boredom is just the period of adjustment towards peace

If you lay in your bed
Gently floating between the blanket and the sheet
If you lay there
Just lay there
Focusing on your toes making small mountains under the cloth
Eventually you will find yourself letting go

When a ringing begins in your ears
A gentle rhythmic hum
You are done

Or you can wait just a little longer
Till your eyes start to water
Your limbs feel heavy
Cloth like clouds on your skin

Lay there and enjoy your new acquisition of feelings