Intermittent Dreaming….

It was yesterday,

Shining lights and loud music everywhere,

Ladies in beautiful dresses,

Sparkling like every one care,

Made up to look their best,

Gents though were less concerned,

Still looking better than usual complexion,

There I saw a flow of dreams,

All eyes speaking in same hymn,

Dreaming about their own occasion,

Some were thinking about better innovation,

Chit chat and gossips were the pretending gear,

With Every face wearing a smile

Eyes were telling total different lines,

In matter of hours ,

Surge of dreaming was breaking bars,

Like On their night,

Everyone Dreaming themselves as a star,

Then it got little sluggish

Intensity dropped with haste

And till morning all it was left there was rubbish,

In a week there will be again the moment

Dreams will rise high from remnants,

And it will repeat the cycle again,,

It goes on like that every time,

Such Dreams for everyone follow in line,,

One day for sure,

©Sanjay Ranout

Melancholy

Walking alone with grim and sad face,

In unknown direction with no destination,

With Lots of varied churning thoughts ,

To which there isn’t any particular description,

No straight reason ,

Nothing mysterious to decipher,

Sometimes likewise I find myself,

Lost in melancholy,,,

© Sanjay Ranout

Address the inner battles

When the battles inside take over mental peace,

I leave settlement upon time,

And then time doesn’t heal by itself,

As time shifts the battles from one to another,

So how does the peace restore,

Maybe peace lies in preventing this chain reaction of battles even to get started ,,,

©Sanjay Ranout

Darker Roads

In this never ending dark night

Nothing I can see

Being Lost and confused

Every path seems unclear

Walking through this for so long

Started loosing sense of direction

Compass too have failed

A moon brought moonlight

Showing up after big intervals for a while

And then getting veiled

Behind dark clouds

No matter if it’s raining

Or clear sky

It never shows up when requires

Falling over wines

Getting hit by ground

Maybe it’s to keep me grounded

Getting stuck in mud

Loosing ground in swamps

Maybe it’s to keep me down

Walking all blind

Even with good eyes

Maybe it’s to improve my sight

This journey has no end

As it’s complete dark

Direction less place

A black hole or a hole in black

I have no idea of this track

Moving or still

Even I have lost this sense

©Sanjay Ranout