Fastened to mystics of the tranquil night
I am sleepless
The curtains, I see
They’re still and dead..

A cold gust of breeze
From nowhere, emerges
Tossing them gently
Into random waves..

To me they seem, helpless
Much like my mind..
Haunted and set ablaze
By the touch of your thoughts..
They’re all over me…

My lungs gallop it greedily as I inhale the nectar,
The laughter as I hear, gets louder!
“Hahaha! Isn’t this what you want?”, He thunders, “FEEL it moron! Haha!!!”
I embrace the Devil, do I look like a little one now?

Being out of senses, they call it.. But I call it being deeper in them..
The dim light seems doped as it reflects from the wild smoke
Before flooding my retina with iridescence..
Music hits harder, like cannonballs thumping on my eardrums..

My heart is driven wild, as it synchronizes with the psy..
It pumps to kill, morphed into a poltergeist inside me..
I feel the excitement of my blood as it vagabonds ruthlessly,
Like a giant serpent speeding down my vessels, and lifting my body to cosmic spasms!

With blood filled red eyes, I watch the fire romance with the joint,
Kissing it, swallowing it, killing it, slowly..
They make love.. Conceiving smoke and ghostly ashes…
In laziness and in elation, I wonder at the romance, and feed on its breed!

Parchedness creeps down my mouth and throat,
But I’m satiated.. For thirst, now means something else to me!
The parasitic fume gnaws on my stomach,
Inducing in me the hunger of the Demon!

My senses are doped, doped is the night..
Time is doped too, I feel it become slower.. clumsier…. friendlier…
Aah! The whole fucking world is doped!!!

In the haziness of the smoke, I see the clear divide..
Between life and death, and between good and evil..
Between pleasure and pain, and between right and wrong..
Between turbulence and peace, and between divine and profanity..

“Where is it that you belong NOW, you little me?”,
The Devil laughs,
“And where is it that you belong THEN?”

I shrug and reach for the last one!

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The moment was perfect
It meant defeat
Of my soul & my senses
My being & my rationale..

I stood defenseless
Too unarmed to resist
the momentous gleam
of her pearlescent eyes..

I was but prone
to the irresistible darts..
Cutting straight through
My suicidal heart…

The sapphires of her eyes
|radiated illume divine
Fierce, blazing….
blinding shine…

A gaze so stealthy,
so penetrating…
so clear, yet
so dilemmatic..
so unheld, yet
so helpless..
so strong, yet
so timid..
so precious, yet
so lost..
so appeasing, yet
so hungering..

So soothing,
yet
so deeply
punishing….

Turmoil.. turbulence.. uproar..
conceived within me
& everywhere…

Something but averted me
& I refrained,
I devoured my fire
within me..
Scorching my inside
into ashes..

Unseen.. agonizing.. clandestine
tolerance….

& like an innocent slayer
she turned away…
Unknown & ignorant
of what she left behind
In the deep.. dark… fiery
valley…

-Niranjan

Don’t infect me O’ Night,
For your ineluctable dark arms,
and charismatic cold charms,
Are drugs of a kind….

-Niranjan

Getting free from my body
from the cage of Mortality
With lightness that of snow
For the space travel I will go..

-Niranjan

The dawn sank pursuing the sun..
No war call filled, no weapon struck ..
but in silence night took back her kingdom
like an epidemic of contagious dark..

The stagnancy of the invasion infected me
My agony wasn’t of screams, but of something
more painful…
It ailed much deeper; the ache,
not of my body, but of my soul…

My agony,
was emptiness..

Entangled into ropes of tranquility
too numb was I, to untie the knots..
Time, like a weight, clang to my feet,
pulling me deeper into the quicksand..

Each struggle to escape that I made,
hauled me deeper..
And I craved to surface from these empty depths..

A nocturnal parasite unknown but not unfelt,
when it spawned in my mind this enigma,
in pursuit, of itself..
In pursuit,
of emptiness..

I was lost at the mercy of a solitary island..
Wandering, taking a path with no direction..
I was tired but not the ceaseless path..

But with the drive of my hope to find the shore,
I was determined to find its end..
and I advanced further in this infinity
closer and closer to the edge..

Finally at the horizon I saw the shore..
With an unheard rejoice my dry eyes shone..

I struggled and hobbled and reached the shore..
But in moments my gleeful heart broke
for the sight wasn’t of a blue sea,
with waves answering my escape from this..

I had no other way, but to drown deeper,
deeper into the disturbing depths,
of the boundless sea that I had before
a sea that was filled…. with emptiness…

-Niranjan

To closely taste, the frigid chill
of furtive draught of cold night breeze
my dreamy eyes, together I sealed..

The whisper, the rustle of gusts of wind,
lifted me to paradise, of divine thrill..

A figure emerged, from depths of the dark..
It held my hand, & took me to a path,
Where faces walked by, until they faded,
I smiled for I learned, that nothing forever stayed..

Under the daylight, the hues that reign,
on the night canvas, I spilled them..
A canvas woven, from God- made fabric,
I gasped as I saw, the hues turn weak
& disappear, without a streak..

All that remained, was the unaltered canvas,
veiling inside it, the unpleasant truths
smiling with ease, at my blank face
as it might have done, with the few who found a trace..

Further as I stepped, on the cold dark path
tighter I felt, the grip on my palm..
as if the warning, of a resident harm..

The further I went, more unkind got the truths,
heavier felt my limbs, the way no longer smooth..

My steps would have ceased, to give up & retreat, only if,
distant globes of light, I had not seen lit
hovering like beacons, on sides of the path
filled me with the nerve, to trod a bit fast..

Over my glee, but the dark figure mocked..

I scuttered till I reached, the glittering galaxy
& stopped to breathe out, the hoarded fear
the canvas’ gesture to me, now seemed a fallacy
but the mock of my companion, still amazed me..

With a gentle pull, she led me further
& with this step, Oh! my glow did wither
for I found, cold pitch dark
on the other side, of the glittering globes..
The globes that sustained, my breathing hope..

Now trembled my legs, & froze my steps
for to plunge into truths, I lost all courage..

This walk in the dark, now made me learn
that the world as I saw, far from heaven
is but a land etched, with camouflaged burns
so easily hidden, under the brightest sun..

Now an opaque mask, seemed to appear
on some faces that seemed, to be true & clear
they seemed to have, selfish intents
help but was, a means to expect..

With knowing eyes, to my companion I turned,
now I wished I, had not followed her..
Her eyes still shone, with the disturbing blur
they could see within me, my perfect heartburn..

Merciful was she, that she let go of me
turning back now, I took a flee,
to escape from sinking, deeper into the truths
for to live with them, I doubted I could..

Abandoning the path, came back to where I was
I could hear within me, the pounding of my heart..
To wipe out the debris, of my crash- landed flight,
To slumber I summoned, & embraced it tight..

-Niranjan

You see faces
some good
some bad..
Although you make out the difference
remember you live life
only once..

God’s given you
a soul of gold
so pure, so delicate..
Don’t let this flower
wither away
over the burning coldheartedness
it endures everyday..

Face yourself
ask to your own
& if you love your soul
for the part you play
then don’t listen
to what they say..

-Niranjan

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She lived like a pearl
in her tender shell…
Losing her own little melodies
to violent echoes of the ocean knell…

Every deep ocean torrent
scared her delicate heart..
She again used to find
a safer place of her part…

She was happy inside her shell
She didn’t want the whole world
How could an angel live in hell?
I was so worried about my girl…

Once a tide so enormous arose
& filched her little shell
from the solace that she chose..
Again on the ocean’s mercy
Her praying eyes she closed..

The devilish turbulence
finally vanished with a roar..
Laughed as if proud
of the solemnity it tore…

She heard calm, and slowly
she opened her eager eyes..
Only to find that her little shell
was thrust to the shore…

Now with tears in her eyes she waits
for the tidal arms with a hope..
That they will rise some day
to embrace & take her back home..

She’s crying in her shell
she has nowhere to go..
so she’s begging for hell
the only place she knows..

She was happy inside her shell
She didn’t want the whole world
& now she’s begging for hell
I am so worried about My Girl…

-Niranjan