Tragedy of Wanderer...

Scribbling: 

 

“Trail of scars

Wounds ajar

Longings of blank page

Silence brings about chaos

Darkness exposes

The night offers no mercy

Choking upon words, unsaid

Drowning upon the tears, unshed

Grave, abode of exiled...”

 

Praveen Parasar

22/03/2019

Imprisoned...!

“In hope  

We are born, 

And again... 

In dread 

We die, 

And again... 

As if cannot help 

But evade, 

Our self... 

But the void  

Remains,  

A stark reminder 

As if imprisoned 

Forever 

In anticipation 

Alas...!” 

Tragedy of Wanderer...

Scribbling: 

Tragedy of Wanderer: 

“Loneliness is like a love that only grows through the distance. Being afar only adds to the passion. Even a mere glimpse proves enough to revive the wilting senses in same way as a traveller rejoices upon a glimpse of the land after being at the mercy of cruel sea for ages. Knowing you would be welcomed in its embrace with all the same fervour, only reignites the longing. However, while poor traveller continues to wait to reach the shores, you end up creating an island of solitude within the sea. You make love upon those same waves, amidst all the noise, oblivious of all the constrains. Melting through, drifting apart, drifting within. Manipulations of the day or night doesn’t concern you anymore, for you find yourself enveloped in a sense of darkness that remains indifferent to overtures of either one. A loyal lover, loneliness promises to find you. Indeed...”