Lurking

Lurking

Distant thudding rhythmic to the heartbeat so severe

Misfortune and misery lurking in the shade of fear

Breath heaves in and out, feels like an ocean

Cold sweat shriveling down lubricating anxiety so sheer

Endless possibilities of doom lurking in the grip of fear

Gulping down the urge to run back and hide

Facing the unknown or the notoriously known

Deeply aware of the consequences fate rends with its spear

Nocuous thought of defeat much lurking in breathing fear

There will come a point to gird up, when the only way is forward

And you will do so, come what may from the rubescent dusk

Because all you remember is a promise

A promise to fight till the dawn is real and you are free

Fear you shall conquer and rise like the hopeful sun you fight to see

Nightfall

The curtain of clouds explains the cool breeze

The night has fallen and chaos has hushed

A faint glow peeks from the sky, eerie and ethereal

Moments slip by and the moon rises, bloodshot

A terrifying tangerine for a cold celestial body

Showing fierce determination to illuminate just enough

Inchoate musings intoxicate me, never fully forming thoughts

For these raw parts of my soul are startled to life

I lose myself as the clouds make way for the adorning stars

The night sky, the moon and the stars in one snow globe of my mind

The night has fallen, chaos has hushed

Sea And Shackles

Chains rattle on the cobbled path

As you make a run for it in all your wrath

You’re yanked bank to the ground

Head to the hard stone floor, it pounds

You can see the sun rays reflecting on the sea down under

The twinkling ocean always made you wonder

But what’s beyond that has always been a dream

Your imagination fueled by a desire so lush and green

The chains on your ankles big and heavy

Have a death grip on your freedom and liberty

Constantly showing you your apparent place

Refusing to see what beneath your surface

“Let me go”, pleads the mind

Silent screams reaching no one and you nowhere with the binds

The chains mock, bruise and twist

And you writhe, thrash but persist

You’re a storm and they tamed you to a breeze

A whole vocabulary flagged down to a single letter just to appease

So you wait, till the chains rust and wear

So that one day you can tug them bare

One day you will be free

So you can sail away into the dreams laden sea

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Stranger In Solitude

The lit screen glares in my face

A dull glow revealing my tired daze

Life drowning in mind-blowing tumult

I’m much obliged to seek peace elsewhere as a result

The café isn’t sprawling and the menu whipped out in a haste

No bother, I just need solitude and don’t care for the taste

To this secluded shelter, I only come for some quiet

Thanks to the barista that lets me stay, keeps on the light

That day, we smiled at each other in a proximity

Forging a connection that is born only from anonymity

On bad days, I go there on the pretext of tea

She sees, she knows, she lets me be

Oh, if only the world could have more of her

Her acquaintance has become my truce with turmoil and pressure

To me, she’s the face of a homely unfamiliar record-changer

To her, I am just a passing stranger

The Rhythm To Her Carol

Evening skyline and city lights adorn the dipping sunrays

Bustling city traffic gives the mind no time to think

Cold air drifting through the rolled down window

Lowering her beanie, into the seat she wants to sink

The crowded Hall effulgent with humanly warmth

Like a garden blooming with a promising scent

Her passed over plus-one, now just an evanescent bother

She resolved to revel in the celebrations so effervescent

Glasses clinked and hors d'oeuvre took turns to please

Every idyllic smile accompanied by another, together they shone

The ghost of her smile in beholding them

Flickers in yearning for one to go along with her own

Wishing for some lavender to her tender chives

Catmints to her roses of life

Hyacinths to her lily laden pond

A spark to fuel her joy and the warmth to share her strife

A longing, she felt, for something she's missed all this while

Something to dulcify her sweet mornings and cherish her mellow soul

In a wistful sigh she looked around to call it a night

From the universe she sought and soon she'll find the rhythm to her carol

December Is Here

Oak paneled shelves adorned with snow globes

Endearing crystals aglow with fairy lights astride

Counterfeit snow and a gingerbread house lit up with strobe

Little people outside, their little world inside

December is here, with all her glory, of chilly winds and warm hearts

She smells of cinnamon rolls wafting through the air

Sounds like a thousand melodies and a million sparks

Brings along fuzzy coats, nostalgic conversations and winter brews that ensnare

December is here, her magic breathing into life

Breathing into life, big dreams and bigger smiles

The season of giving and sharing so rife

Late night shows, frosty windows and wrapping paper filled aisles

December is here, her soft grey finery and a cloak of midnight blue

Weaving mistletoe and holly with peace and hope

Bleak skies entranced by bright moods giving in to Aegean hues

Wishing a sparkling holiday and a marvelous to all her folk