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Emotional crutches?
Trapped in a gloomy dungeon.
Everywhere darkness adorned.
There prevailed chains,
Brokenness, and pain.
Everything unreasonable and insane.
With all the might, I put up a fight.
Depleting me of my energy.
As I wriggled out of the dungeon, slowly.
There was light so bright.
Dazzled, I lost my sight.
Suddenly, the world was a new place.
As though I was born again!
I trembled as I crawled I got assistance and I survived.
Some motivated me in my despair.
Some offered me kindness and care.
Someone share a laugh.
Someone convinced me I was enough.
I tried to gather my strength to walk.
I was feeling weak still.
The ascent is always a steep uphill.
I saw a hand stretched towards me.
I took its support like crutches.
I walked a few steps and felt powerful.
As the weather changes, so does time.
Those dependencies are nothing but enzymes.
Chemicals in the brain create that fog.
The more you want something,
The further it got!
But I was in an unusual ‘high’.
Love gives you these wings.
Freedom to float anywhere, freedom to say anything.
Fantasy is a flight towards a dream.
Yes, I understand the science behind it all.
Mysteries, build adrenaline rush,
And push us to do hard things.
The ‘high’ is sufficient to move a mountain.
Is this ‘high’ making me an addict, insane?
In your world, you see the same stars.
Awestruck, we see the same moon from afar.
My mind and heart feel so connected,
Though the distance between us cannot be measured.
How do I see a sameness in differentiation?
There is a strong connection in this separation!
Although, I love the thought that we could be together,
This is but just a thought.
I want to feel close, yet I want to stay afar.
I am living in paradox.
Maybe, I am in love with this paradox.
Or is it that, I feel we are not apart?
Maybe I am imagining, what you’ll be,
It may just be my fantasy.
Maybe I distraught the reality,
Maybe I assume what is not!
Maybe there is more that I do not see.
Yet, it is making me the person I always wanted to be.
Emotional Turmoil
Emotional turmoil.
Midnight cries.
Love- a mirage.
Fading smoke.
You, Chasing a fish?
Is it a catch?
Is it hit or amiss?
Are people lucky?
Or is it Destiny?
Emotions subdued.
Feelings bruised.
Whoever wins, I lose.
Senses seduced.
Strange high.
Escape trial,
Self Denial!
Don’t you cry…!
People are dry.
False promises,
Are suffocating.
Be in control.
You are whole!
Dreams are fragments.
Imagination segments.
Exist and strive.
Soul will revive.
Take a pause.
For yourself
Applaud!
Parade – Thoughts Masquerade
My thoughts gain kinetic energy ready to blow out like the stream from the pressure cooker…..Ssshhhhh……. whistle blows!!!
And out comes all of them running in different directions. Hold on. Don’t run. I yell….You are too many for me to handle. Why do you have so much momentum? Pause. Wait. Let me catch up. Before I realise, they are all over the place. Taking different forms and shapes. The good ones become birds. They fly up in the sky, making amazing formations. They are too high for me to capture their pictures. The sad thoughts become wriggling creatures. They are the snakes.They wriggle and hide under my furniture. Waiting to get me sooner or later. Then, there are the thoughts which are new to me. They are the strangers who invaded a territory. They are armed with ammunition. They sneak carefully to avoid my attention. As I relax. They attack. Overpowering me in all this confusion.
Some thoughts are random emotions they become musical and burst into loud commotion. They are guile. They are knave. They tease and they threaten. They shout to deafen my senses. They acquire a form. They can again transform. They are not stable, they are mutable. Just like human nature, they change. They are untrustable! They are masqueraders!
As I seem to notice these thoughts, they began to weaken. Yes, as I become more aware. They loosen their hold. Finally, I am back in control!
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