Monday, December 18, 2017

Tragedy of Wanderer

Scribbling:
Tragedy of Wanderer:

“He wanted to destroy himself. Destroy as if to wipe away any trace of his trails, which he feared would bring attention to his attempts of silly escape out of sacred obligations and words would find him half-way again, running away, naked, drunk, hallucinating upon nothing but thin air. He felt ashamed every time upon being caught while trying to flee leaving behind echoes of screams scattered around, broken pieces of left-over nights, only to be accused by them of being a shameless attention seeker, who would go to any length to be advertised prostituting himself through his failing, falling escapades. He was a labeled outcast who must not be allowed to let himself disguise beneath his rotting flesh and fading shadows.”

Sunday, December 3, 2017

Allegory of solitude!



“Of all those mundane nights
Crawling through stifling days
And a yearning for emancipation

Deserted along the blank spaces
Carrying heaps of broken words, and
A desperate attempt to give them a meaning

Meanings! As if a mere hallucination
The words turning into a monster
Swallowing one into the void

A few drop of ink
a few drop of blood, and
blurred horizon of dirtied pages…”

Praveen Parasar

02/12/2017

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