Noises from the din of daily activites suddenly ceases when it hears a whisper. A whisper which has a resonating echo that it shatters the ear drums, a muted sound of violence which breaks out of its shackles of reason and emotion. An echo which makes lasting impact of a lifetime, an affair gone awry, a reason which is not a reason anymore, a pursuit which has been given up for a lost reason, nights of dreamless dream woken up with a memory of a nameless face.
A transmogrification bursting out of its mortified reality. An unreal world of shreiking walls and wails of the nightly skies, skies ripped of its stars and the moon. Colors lost in the dreams of insomniac nights of howling winds and whispers of the dead birds. Warm blood rushes through the veins frozen in time, thawing away the icicles of cells stuck to the walls of shame and ego. Inflated world of obese desires, ugly bodies,wads of money soaked in blood of dead dreams.
Life rolls on a boulevard of unspoken love, dead dreams, breath infested with the smell of sulphur, skin covered with scurf of placenta you were born with, a road cobbled with stones of misery and lost voices of desires killed prematurely. Skies losing allure of blue and turning grey with the filth of our shameless trivial pursuits.
Since when did we let all these walk all over us. We are reduced to a body stripped naked running on crowded streets of faceless people walking barefoot over dead bodies of themselves. A scream which refuses to escape from the throat choked with vomit of sorrow. A muffled cry waiting to explode under the thin veil of uneasy laughter. Where friendship is just for a name and marriage to cover the shame of dying alone.
Escape is just a wish away, a wish buried without any hope of finding it!
A transmogrification bursting out of its mortified reality. An unreal world of shreiking walls and wails of the nightly skies, skies ripped of its stars and the moon. Colors lost in the dreams of insomniac nights of howling winds and whispers of the dead birds. Warm blood rushes through the veins frozen in time, thawing away the icicles of cells stuck to the walls of shame and ego. Inflated world of obese desires, ugly bodies,wads of money soaked in blood of dead dreams.
Life rolls on a boulevard of unspoken love, dead dreams, breath infested with the smell of sulphur, skin covered with scurf of placenta you were born with, a road cobbled with stones of misery and lost voices of desires killed prematurely. Skies losing allure of blue and turning grey with the filth of our shameless trivial pursuits.
Since when did we let all these walk all over us. We are reduced to a body stripped naked running on crowded streets of faceless people walking barefoot over dead bodies of themselves. A scream which refuses to escape from the throat choked with vomit of sorrow. A muffled cry waiting to explode under the thin veil of uneasy laughter. Where friendship is just for a name and marriage to cover the shame of dying alone.
Escape is just a wish away, a wish buried without any hope of finding it!
