Neural confusion

Some glitches tending to hitch up
Rushing a neural build up
Hussliing the neurons in confusion 
And that perfectly becoming  a state
Of a lost soul....

A douzy winter solstice

A late advent with alluring Sunrays,

Light flies away in whisker these days,

By the moment day is planned,

Timeline for keeping up with things get passed,

A little sloppy and a bit lazy,

Mostly wearing itself hazy,

Constricting and shivering,

Leaving everybody somewhat douzy,,

Thick Overcast of stillness,

Shadowing negativity to moods,

Gloomy clouds covering the boundless sky of thoughts,

Like sky started contracting,

After touching its limits,

Effects of winter solstice

Making every event less effective

Nothing interest our interests right now

Just letting it pass somehow,,

© Sanjay Ranout

Usual Chain Reaction,,

In the aftermath of implosion of thoughts inside the grey matter spheroid sitting at top,

Insomnia follows, embarking a series of explosions seeking a vent,,,

Another Emotionless day!

Behind thick fog

Blurred vision

Here comes a rider

With scratched visor

Pacing up slowly

His noisy bike

Going on and on

In an emotionless state

Everyone wonders about his destination

But he is not bothered

As long as he continues riding,,

©Sanjay Ranout

Recklessness isn’t worthy always

Lost in the recklessness,

Misjudged the ampleness,

And then darted so deep,

Where it pinched the worst,,

The whole world before

was caressing him,

Now has started

Defaming and blaming him,

Yesterday was the hero for millions,

And now he is criminal for billions,

What he didn’t deserve

Now seems has been kept

For him in reserve,

Some mindfulness

Some patience

Could have reversed

The whole process

But now the game is over

And so his chances,

Still holding his head high

Accepting the onus

And feeling sorry for all he could have done,,

©Sanjay Ranout

Rising with moon or Moonrise

So when I see someone waiting for moon for someone

I remembered days when i used to wait for moon in every dark night

Reverie,,,

And when the astounding performance was cresting with flow

There comes sudden imbalance with shakiness and all falls down like olympus

Someone might have…

In the field of flowers

Dried blood stains here and there

Someone might have forgot

Existence of thorns around flowers

In this unending trail

Of frozen footprints

Someone might have lost

In the Search of Harbor

In this traumatic emotional turmoil

Of agonised heart

Someone might have lost

The hope In search of finding true love

In this terrified phobic state

Of panicked hyperventillation

Someone might have lost

Sense of safety and security for existence

In this state of confusion

Filled with frustration and despair

Someone must have lost

In seach of life’s path and destiny

©Sanjay Ranout