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Unexpected, but…

Unexpected, but true,

Getting old with a smell of new,

With every passing minutes and seconds,

Subtle, though the change for everything.

From a little rain,

To become a hurricane.

From the colossal woodland,

To become an arid land.

No connection,

When looked from a single point,

Just like an old and torn book,

With missing pages and unadorned look.

But lies a story in the hidden pieces

Of chain of events of subtle changes.

Unexpected, yet fair,

Unraveling the layers of truth,

One by one,

By gathering more guts.

Unexpected, but real,

Where dreams can give tears,

A dream that holds the heart,

Some with screams, some with laughs.

Unexpected, but unique and profound,

Thought process of every being found,

Inner sense of strength and power.

Vested in one and all.

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Via daily prompt: static

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Struggling in the dream

And again it happened,

The backwash of my uncooked rumination,

Become the cause of 

my half baked dream impression.

Neither be it utterly forgotten,

Nor completely remembered.

Blurred figure of my blue eyes,

Blinking with weight

Of death of the inner life.

Surrounded by some evil creatures,

With the sound of their evil snicker.

With no faces and no identity,

But filled with immoral laugh at my agony.

A part of lost yet familiar melody,

The rhythm of some lost harmony,

Trying to bud out,

But dies within their diabolic shout.

Who are these critters,

Why are their laugh so iniquitous?

Why my eyes are bereaved,

Why my reflection started to deceive?

Why can’t my dreams be stitched?

Why do they fall away like November leaves?

Why are they scattered so wide,

Where do their fragments hide?

My partly remembered and forgotten dreams,

Imprinted the sense of deep torment,

Though this is just an imaginary pain.

My conscious is still struggling,

Within my subconscious being.

My eyes are still seeking,

The piece of my forgotten dreams,

In the Echoes of empty circle

Embedded in my asleep being.

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Virtue of love

Love outlives beyond the life,

Brings heavenly blaze of every kind.

Love is faithful and true,

Possessing the viridity of morning dew,

Vastness in eyes like an utter ocean blue.

It prevails above the materialistic life,

Igniting the spark of strength in soul and mind.

Doesn’t matters being one sided or both,

Love has its power to speak, without any word.

Love isn’t practical, it might be irrational,

But it’s a promise, a true souvenir.

It’s never forgotten, it’s never disappear,

With time, it builds its own composure.

Feeling of love,

Neither silent, nor so loud,

It’s a subtle game of lost and found.

Some find their world in love,

While some lost their existence for love.

Love isn’t something that fades away,

It shows its appearances in disparate ways,

Shocking, yet appealing,

With no idea of what’s next coming.

Love isn’t meant to be concealed,

It’s a remedy that everyone needs.

An example of perfect masterpiece,

Love is the medium of find the unseen link,

It’s the sustenance for every living being.

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Via Daily prompt: Viable

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Rambled words…

A zig zag, 

A cross cross,

Entwined end,

Of a paradoxical begin.

When to stop,

When to start,

A forward loop,

Moving backwards,

Or vice versa

For every drama.

One step closer,

To the edge of insanity,

One level deeper,

To the existence of uncertainty.

No escape from this mundane maze,

Of concotion of elation and pain.

Assessing every cheat code,

For easing the way out from the deadlocks.

It’s a never ending repetition,

Commencement of the same sessions.

Task after tasks,

Where luck can hardly pass.

These are just 

My rambled words,

With no real content,

As there’s a loophole,

In perception of different thoughts.

Where meaning is ineffectual

Yet futile can be so crucial.

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Via daily prompt: loophole

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What I meant was…..

“Listen me first, what I meant was……”, after a long pause, “what I want to say is, you know what I mean….”, Again a long pause. A pause where your words starts to betray you, where they begin to play hide and seek with your tongue, a pause where your mind goes through hard time aligning with your uttered words. That beep sound in your head just slit the wound in your throat, and you are just dazed with your own words.

Did that ever happen to you, where you tries to put it into simpler words but it gets convoluted and hence problematic?

Those annoying interruptions are so onerous to conceal, which makes you the person in guilt, because you are not defending yourself. A general perception, no explanation and you are censured.

 Can it be other way round? Maybe the person is having hard time to defend because he knows there is no one to understand him. Maybe he knows there are no words which can explain his situation at the right time and in the right amount. Oh wait, there is a third option too. He don’t know how to defend himself without hurting the person who asks the question because he cares for him. And that’s when all the sentences finishes with, “don’t take me wrong, what I meant was…….”, and then comes a long pause again. The more the pause, the more your explanation is taken as a mere lie.

Undulate, yeah that’s the suitable word to explain this situation. At one point, you are all ready with your explanation, but the next moment, you forget all the relevant words, leaving just the fillers of your line which do not make any sense together. It’s like listening to your beautiful song and can appreciate the lyrics which is telling you the whole story of your life, where every words just makes sense and align with your thinking, and BAM! something happened and you just lost the essence of your favorite song, unadorned words with no meaning.

So, sometimes, it’s hard to find the exact words to express what we really mean, to speak what we actually want to tell. 

An undulating war of heart, mind and words. 

The repeated pause and onset of every uttered word

The conflict of intuitions in regard to outcomes.

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Via daily prompt: undulate