Green days,,,

Thoughts of those green days,

Memories still well placed,,

Deep inside somewhere,

Don’t know the address of them,

Yet i feel their presence,

Sometimes somewhere,

So deep , and so innocent,

And i just dive deeper,

Living those moments,

Again and again,

Untill they make me insane,,,,

©Sanjay Ranout

Distortions………

It’s the middle of the day,

Restless mind getting fray,

Unknown quest to nowhere,

Ended with frustrated stare,,

It’s the middle of night,

Mind is still running blind,

To find object of its quest,

By putting different subjects to test,

Yet it couldn’t get any result,,,

It enters now insomniac state,

Yet thinking of one last quest,

And here it made an another attempt,

Soon it will be another dawn,

And it will decide to stop this quant,

Will tomorrow be different?

Or it will continue this stint?

And here the day ends with these questions?

©Sanjay Ranout

Wandering Heart

Humans have mind and heart,

And following mind fits well in beginning,

Things change with vision

When we start feeling every season,

And then there comes injection of hormones,

And we get into a new world of realm,

Going through tides and ebbs,

Things which make us feel like heaven,

And sometimes declare our life worthless,

It’s through these delicacy and roughs,

We learn what’s worth to matter us,

Heart or mind it doesn’t matter,

Finally where we sets our camp,

Is the start of journey ,

We embark on this life

Sooner or later it doesn’t matter,

We reach our ends as much we stay on course,

On path we decides ,

On course we admires

Being human ,

It’s all about feelings and emotions,

That decide our lives,

If we dare to follow ,

If we dare to stay,

If we dare to have faith,

It’s heart , only heart make us feel more human,

© 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