Strange Feeling

There is this strange feeling
When all is quiet, undisturbed
And dark everywhere--
No light, no sound , no word uttered

Falling into a state of madness
It intoxicates the mind
Eventually Enhancing Endurance
Defying everything ever defined

It moves in circles, like a spiral
Till it reaches a spot
Where one has consumed enough
Leaving the mind in a freckless dot

Then comes the moment of bliss:
A state in which eternity is attained
Well one might say- this is all true,
At last, the mind was entertained

Unwind

Free your mind
Tame your mind
Let no delusion
Make you blind
Always seek
And you shall find
Mending ways
To free mankind
It lies within you
Deep enshrined
To bring back forth
The wisdom declined
Of memories long gone
Thoughts intertwined
A marvel that you are
Complexly designed
Come forward
Or lag behind
Or simply calm yourself
And just unwind!

Part 3. A Glimpse Of Tranquility

Beauty and peace surrounds me
All I see is what I feel
I've never felt so free
Unaware of what's real and unreal

How did I reach here?
When did it happen?
What was I looking for?
Have I found it yet?
Wait; there were more questions...
What does it matter now?

The ambience mesmerizes me
Has the world changed
Or merely seems to be?
Why do I feel so estranged?

Am I alive? ...
Well... Still breathing...
How do I know for sure?
Just ask!
Where are the questions coming from? ...
The thoughts? ...
Where are the thoughts coming from? ...
The Mind??
Stop! ...
...

Have You Ever Felt This Before?

I was once on this Road Rather Reprise
Don't think I was going anywhere
Going forward seemed like going backward
Survival was all I cared

Did that make me anyhting more
Than the vultures flew
And scavenged off the dead?
Futility- was my first clue!

Am I doing justice to myself?
Doing what everyone else is doing?
Overlooking all the reasons
Scampering! Killing! Urbanizing! Life! Living??

Mirror on the wall reflects my face
But all I see is a death's head
Only to travel to another time and place
When I shall lie in my death-bed

Resort to cynicism
I'm entrapped; I want to die
All seems meaningless
Everything is a lie!

Garlands Of Misery

Seeking the dust I strove on

Memories inflict my train of thought

Where I am headed I know not

Gushes of wind strike the face

Whispering something tragic and vile

Not understanding, everything seems futile

Maybe LOST is the word I'm looking for

But do words really make sense?

Or just assist in losing essence?

Who said losing is cynical?

Positive and the negative

Are they not mere words in the end?

Created to be more creative?

I've embraced the garlands of misery

Yes you've recognized me true

I am a human being

There's nothing I can do

Fettered In Deceit

I used to be this man

Who chose the pain and strife

Tolerating the slow death-decay

Of life consumed by life

Where's all the glory?

I asked yet not ashamed

Blinded by man-made stories

Still, who is to be blamed?

O! I am fettered in deceit

Need to unleash from it

To rid the garlands they wove

Save myself from the bottomless pit

Kept on changing the facades

Always to come clean

But still remembering to break away

From this soul-less machine

I strove on and here I stand

Hoping for a second chance

Tried hard, never gave up

This is where reason came to dance

And this is what it revealed:

We are all but fettered in deceit

Free ourselves from what?

We already know we have to forfeit!

Revelation

I searched but I found nothing

One day will come when I shall find

All the answers that lie within

Only the reason is left behind

Swept by anguish and misery

Alone I stand, the path seems to unveil

Speaking to me of Truth, it said-

There's only one truth to tell:

"From when we come till when we die

How we live is for us to decide

Seeking the Truth like I have tried

Of pains I've endured, tears I've cried,

Is not in vain, never futile

'Cause life goes on you'll realize

Soon enough for time never lies

Wake up now and open your eyes