You ever felt like?
Phase I –
Standing alive among mechanistic samples,
Like a nipper mango overshadowed by big red apples,
Piffling through some great typical common sense,
Yet trying to pass through a drowsy fence,
Distant so much that cloud now yells,
Bleeding my ears with those corporal bells,
How much I demand from my so-called reality?
Embrace my fiction & I live with clarity.
Hypocrite heart & the cousin mind,
Soul & body they together bind,
Insidious insecurities igniting illusions,
Avoiding sabbath against sinful confusions,
You walk on the sand & it turns into a race,
Running to survive through the camels of fate,
Intangible worthlessness misplaced somewhere,
Enigmatic complexity which doesn’t seem to care.
Blooming around thugs of my misery,
The “omnipotent” & “contaminated” single Jury?
Gratitude & servitude battling my vision,
A Marvellous apology by the unforgiven,
Inductee to my inevitable journey of life,
Glaring sympathies! A compulsion to hide,
Spontaneous stars having lecherous goals,
The more I withdraw, The more I unfold.
Phase II –
Excuse the Devil! Hollers the Luminary,
Wiring yourself with blessings mandatory,
Ginormous the “ego of the egg” melts down,
Ludicrous my reasons just love to frown,
Shields of beliefs to protect the innocent,
Superman returns from nerdy “Clarke Kent”,
Hastened the actions bringing back the hopes,
“The one who survives is the one who copes”
Mistakes tend to gain a sweet serendipity,
Those who mattered shelter with relativity,
On a rainy day when you dance over moody blues,
Learning to depress the “Blackish” hue,
Revenge is ravishing when you explore gentility,
Showing mirrors of disgrace to misused profanity,
Being reverential towards yourself is must,
Completing your “Alchemy of Dove & Dust”.