A Tryst with self !!!!

Transcending from a meadow to gump,

A threshold leading to the core of a dump....
Like stepping from a cathedral into the street
Like a solitary sorrow perpetuating in fleet.....,

I beckoned my metaphysical pest.....
We navigated to remote tranquility ...
I saw an invitation for an eternal quest...
Plundered the mystics of her immaculate purity..

The stains in my fabric were then concealed.....
And boundlessness opened, I was retextured
Cascaded into the rivulets where weeds once were.
An evolution...a phase where reality was pictured...

I marvel at the unseen spirits which led...
To reveal the rhetoric of my self unsaid...

CCK

Alive !!!! Am I?

The Lightening stroke…

Down on my surface
I felt a moment of sharp pleasure
I watched the blood cascade…
I did it…don’t know why…
I wanted to drown in tranquility
Detonate into darkness
Perish….
But feeble shivers down my spine
Enchanted by the pervading blood…
Let out a scream….
I gazed at the trail of immaculate red…
Going down my wrist…
Wetting my Bed
The Journey seems endless…
I am confused…
I can still see myself
Drenched…
My eyes are sinking into tears
My heartbeats retard with fear…..
My spirits float high..
Higher than the sky....
& Then....I heard...
Surprise!! Surprise!!!!
My Vicious Fate whispered..
You are not Dead…

CCK

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Mistakes I Made

Darkness cascading into my mind….

Exploring the depths I could find…
Chivalrous of breaking the mold
Indifferent to the tongues hot and cold…

Every moment was a new life led…
Every drop multiplied when I bled…
Every pain felt like a rose on my bed…
Every smile mocked at the alive and dead….

I sulk in the snippets of you and me…
The face of time we scorned with glee...
The refinement I was compelled to see…
Our parting forlorn, when you had to flee

I miss you indeed, "The Mistakes I made”.
The happiness you gave, thou shalt never fade…..

CCK

Ps- This painting is from pinterest.

Problems..

Look! I heard them pour

On the roof with a feeble uproar
Cascading the tiny gaps of the door
Into my mind, away from the shore.

They boiled hotter brimming with doubt.
I wondered what all the chaos was about
They told me they were my problems
And were waiting for a chance to sprout.

I wondered with utmost amaze
Is this my life or just a phase?
I smiled and said “Be my guest”…
Stay for long, this is your nest…

They were more than happy to stay
They troubled me indeed everyday
But I smiled with having nothing to say…
Rather than seeking Mirth,
With them I started to play.

CCK

Ps- The picture has been taken from Facebook.

Adieu

We despise to say goodbye

Yet we have to bid farewell
Prayer of a tryst we can eye
An idyllic hope we can foretell

The future is concealed in curtain,
The waters are uncertain
Wishing you mirth brighter than a lantern
Wishing you a life without a burden.
Farewell, we utter with pain
Farewell in incandescence and rain
Farewell in frivolous and sane,
Farewell, wishing you abundant gain.

This moment would come, we never knew
I hope you live all the dreams you pursue,
For a person with the fabric of varied hue
Few humble hearts biding you adieu.

CCK

My Thoughts and I

Few thoughts walked down the isle,

Numbed by agony and beguile.
Bruised a few times and other times  slain,
Frivolous a few times and other times sane.

Wandering across my mind with feign,
Down pouring vengeance like rain,
Wondering what do they want to attain….
Prayed to them for an idyllic explain…

Said one with outmost disdain…
Nurturing us for your avaricious gain…
Our abstinence would make you vain…
Nevertheless you are molding us mundane….
Devoid of reverence or ordain.

Unfair was their row of accusations inane…
Shoved them away, tenacious to refrain….
Now thoughtless am I, unable to ingrain…
I have become Dumb not purely insane….:)

CCK

A day with nature

Silent whispers pervading softly down the lane;

Beckoning vivid memories frivolous and sane;
Cascading through the serrated path of pleasure and pain;
How soothing are the tiny drops of rain.

Dark blanket emboldened with silver stone;
Mystics of a beautiful night is never known.
The rhythmic sway of those sweet smelling trees,
To the a cappella by the birds and the breeze.

The refulgence of the silky blue sky; 

The amour-propre of the deep blue sea;

When all the beautiful creations of thee,
Are embracing the horizon with glee,

Mother Nature, will it be alright,
On your soft lap, if I could lay to see,
A dream where I am being me;
And when life wants to set me free,
I shall offer you my soul as fee.

CCK

Acquaintance

The walls of my mind whispered nebulous descriptions.
And the floors echoed them to boundless abstractions.

If creation of living is thy onus, in profound indulgence,
Mother Nature you are inevitably mortals' unflinching acquaintance.

Perpetuating structural expediency to proliferate civilization.
Draping ambiguous disguise to evade ramification.
Profess tenaciously to future, curated histories for acceptance.
Questioning mortals: Are you monsters or orbs audacious acquaintance?

Dwelled within, since souls incorporation,
With fine blending of reflections and dereliction,
Cleverly elucidating destiny's  circumstance,
Conscience!! Are you my friend, foe or a garrulous acquaintance?

But, finally the jingoism of my intellectual eminence,
Confessed that she is a cousin of insanity and not an empirical acquaintance.

CCK

Childhood days

Lying on the grass I see...
Birds flying happy and gay,
I was one among them
During my childhood days
Wandering without clothes
nothing to hide...
Innocent and unacquainted
with the world so wide,
Smiles that could pass through woods and heavy tide..
Bloomed with laughter and never cried..
Smelling of twigs, dung and hay..
I still remember my childhood days
As days began to get hotter and hotter,
My childhood memories began to totter.
Physical and mental changes..
Wondered what happened to my parents only daughter,
And before dawn ….
My childhood had gone....
Now people call me teen,
This is the worst nightmare I have ever seen.
Here I am alone in this city,
NO ONE TO FEEL SORRY NO ONE TO PITY :(

CCK

Outburst of Joy

The logical plays of transvestite powers...

Plugs savoring life to perpetual sours and
when tumid incandescence transcends the fortune coy
Apparent will be the outburst of joy.
When garish echoes are heard in the treasure...
When life's atrocities are ineffable to measure...
If consequent is the downpour of mirth, Oh Boy!!!!
Extravagant will be the outburst of joy.

CCK

Desolate Woman

The room was adequately small,
To hold the pain of one.
Unfolding vast depths of her downfall,
She had nurtured since the long run.
While reminiscing about her melody so tragic,
Over her lain the silence of the night.
Her happiness seemed to have vanished by magic,
A broken heart scorched her,
Like a flame of fright.
Delighted was she a few moons ago,
Illuminating an amorous bond.
But, her beloved desired to forgo,

Her love so unfeigned and profound.
She desired to resurrect,
The yingyang of quiescent love and strife,
But those moments buried in a hollow,
Refused to recompose,
Leaving her desolated in life.

CCK

Perceptions

Words and Words, I paint in my ink

With the brush of pen on this canvas of world.

Myriad hues of hidden, obvious clues,
soaked in juices of life, all sour and sweet.
Warm smiles, tears bitter, some happy moments & sad others,
I mix 'em all in cauldron of my palms, to make u a brew of life.
The exuberance of varied hue,
The fates parody marinated in brew
Paints the ineffable logic of life
and whispers a song forever anew
Like the tears of the air shines as a dew
Like the shredded clothing is mended by sew
Endeavor to swim across the shallowness of life
Pervading smiles allover, returning destiny its due.

CCK

Baseless Thoughts......

My mind goes round and round,

Through paths known and unfound.

Yet so near, yet so far, 
Nothing to salvage, nothing to mar.

Often lost in perpetual quests,
Tiptoeing unsurely into vicious nests.

Wondering, what if all my thoughts pervaded melody.
Would life then be a beautiful song ?
Or a gibberish lyric all gone wrong.

Navigating the labyrinthine,
Striving to clasp all that is mine.
I embarked on an eternal travel,
To decipher my minds marvel.

I ask, is it impossible to be bold,
And stay in tandem while the rivulets unfold ?

Coz my mind goes round and round,
Through paths known and unfound.

CCK

Confusion

Mr. Right or Mr. Left, I do not know,
Neither am I aware of them,
Nor have any interest to show.
Do they really live on earth ?
Or are they a facet of my imagination,
If they do exist, there is a dearth,
Unless subject to utmost fabrication.
However, at times I think,

Wouldn't it be lovely if I could find one
But, a quest which refuses to sink,

Is it possible when there are none.
I wonder what's wrong or right,
I ponder what's in and out of my sight.
Mr. Right or Mr. Left I do not know,
Neither am I aware of them,
Nor have any interest to show.

CCK