“The Thing”, it’s a denotation to several subjective or objective things we do in our Daily-Lives. What capacity & magnitude these things carry is not a noticeable conjecture, sometimes its just the tokens of appreciation or gratitude, a token to express empathy & care is just what matters. It’s not significant whether it is small or big, it’s just…
Category: Thoughts
Hourly Desolation
The hour of segregating movements, made in time, time of clasping hands and wiggling fingers, moving in malaise. When unbecoming of thy self-seems pertinent, the time where the self-transcendence seems to be paling away, hazing every thought & dissolving tranquility. The static of life, disobliging, summoning that deep earthed notion to move, move far away, away from my…
Asylum from the UnSound
Engrossed by thoughts, a constant feeling of unworthiness propagating pain to my soul, thus jolting me back to reality. It’s like I am running around chasing a dream, a dream that has led to me a state of constant dispersal. It all started as a sublime thought, but how & when It all turned &…
Human not so brave
Bound by substance, controlled by fate, Every step forward, I feel I am late I profess my sins, I clean my slate Why is this pretense, always on my plate? Even if it’s just, even for a cause I blend my senses, I create a pause I spawn an illusion, I paint myself an art…
What the silence says !
It’s a well-known thing. We all, almost, go through a phase or some junctures that make us realize that words are no longer an option. That’s when a few of us use the Silent treatment. It’s a state of passivity that ushers out the silence I speak of. My silence screams & tears apart my…