Ahhh

Thoughts violate integrity
Vows torn apart in the helpless storm
Of a bleeding ego with jumbled words
That tries to rearrange itself… one last time

I do not know the grammar much
Even lack the crystal thought
That essence to move, towards –
Possibility

How time really never heals!
Why life always questions back!
What lessons learnt means alas!
When sound of music never scores!

The wishes remain, safe they are
Like a blank noise fire away
Like a mountain stream, the mid night rain
Meets the end…outside the glass palace,
Beyond the window pane.

The syllabus has changed. A lot of words have been colored, people have been scripted differently and in ways it is difficult to appreciate, feel the connect. But why is it so? In the seasons of the sun, why have the tunes been altered? I am out of place. But the system is so much my own. Can I give up my integrity? Can I let my ego suffocate me? I try, I try to hold on in the primitive ways but then the glass enclosure around is strong. It is funny how I let myself lose my own… how I let the matrix run wild, affected by strange virus no Norton can cure. But I should run… I should give up at last now! Not let the mutations get onto me… but I cant… all the strength, all the valor and confidence seem to evaporate suddenly. And standing near the cross-road, I watch a separation, as again… the invisible time-keeper of life tells me… the jig-saw remains unsolved. And yet again, I am surrounded in the sound of silence. A silence that time has lost track of!