Relish Wraith

I’m getting tired of reality
I know I’m not the only one
But why does it have to be all stuck inside
And feel so empty at the same time.

Can’t scream out the desolation
And feed it with anything either
It’s because it takes all the space inside
Like a gallon of pain inside my heartbeat.

I wish it didn’t have to hurt so much
So I could run away
But the pain keeps my mind focusing
On my obvious basic needs
Talking being the first one.

I’m so cold outside, I’m shivering inside and
All I want is to coil up with someone so deep
And Hearing the mystics of her whole life.

Hiding the character
So I can be ugly when I cry
or too loud when I scream
And I may never feel alone.
Because,
I am from the inside world
Where feelings are free
Where lies don’t exist
The inside world
Where I belong.

p.s- Long time no see; WordPress (Hypothetical)

Fin.

-Abhishek

Escapade!

Once a fairy poked my little nose
And gave me the sense of adventure

An adventure,
Where I want to see something I’ve never seen before
and indulge into the beauty of the wilderness
I’ll go alone
into the deep snowy mountains
build a little wooden cabin
I’ll sit in my pajamas
near the fireplace & a big bookshelf
holding a warm cup of coffee.

To love the adventurers
Welcoming the misty night
Many curves to explore
Trace the unknown haven
Clues spelled out with soft sighs

Where the Soul’s feel the warmth to the core
With an inseparable grasp
Sending shivers down every nerve
Finally to taste the adventures
Exploiting the alluring terrains

Reach the peak of serenity
Now I lay exhausted
After a satisfying adventure
A Painstaking Task
Drinking the Love
Of poetry’s full Goblet.

Self expression conflicts
With the self-doubt inside
Of all the beings in the world
Singularity resides in my mind

An abundance of thoughts
Whenever shall I begin…

Fin.

-Abhishek

Fantasy Rendezvous #3

Dim lights, static rains
Parade of the fallen
Knocking our doorsInto the wilderness
lives the creature
Destined to achieve mortality

Pretending Errands
acting against the absolute
defining inferiority

Desire for the impossible
crave for perfection
resist from the ordinary

Tempting Flames
start with a clean slate
To martyr, the kingdom come.

Mesmerize the banished
tender love all the evil
with the vital force of
the Spirit and Soul.

Even the tiniest crack
light seeps in
creating an atmosphere
full of hope.

turning slowly with a misty gaze
a taste of autumn’s coming glory
gradual distance growing
yet still a sparkle in those eyes.

lapping in the breezes
and in the distant sky
we see, we smell, we taste,
every sense anticipates
as droplets in-formation wait
the rains are coming again.

Fin.

-Abhishek

Fantasy Rendezvous #1

Silent Leisure
Of peakless noise
Comes the demons
from the past
running down the aisle
mercilessly killing
every soul they encounter.

These flawless fantasies
Fleeing cruel reality
And the bitter taste
Of living.
Where I can fly to
find some Warmth
A Safe Heaven
And welcoming arms.

Away from the terrors
Of unforeseen attacks
These fatal wounds to an
Already breaking heart.

Please, Let me fly
If not to the truth
Then at least to a place
Where I believe
I am loved.

Fin.

-Abhishek