Shadows of silence..

Vacant silence stays.. Our night has come..

Strange as it might be this silence that grows
Meaning oh sound, is usually opposite of voice that roars

Somewhere near I can feel the camaraderie
Living in established group is everyone here that laughs

Happiness is displayed in their sweet callous
Structured houses

Silk, not any calico, holds their precious individual
Emotions..

Exaggeration clarifies their naked truth of love
And lord..

Satisfaction ultimately has to come from the riches they adorn
Nevertheless, meaning oh justification,
is usually opposite of the all the worldly words..


Reminding breeze stays.. Our night has come..

adorable as it might be this smile that grows
meaning oh happiness, is usually opposite of that mirth in halves..

somewhere in a reflection a cacophony is re-lived
a confession is whispered through the cajoling
voice of the past zephyr

some tears are castigated by the wiping hands
of a distant touch..

a beautiful abyss of relations is locked
with the sand of the present indifference

someone’s cagey is all known in the dark
little pond of the shady trees..

for the key of revelation, baptize your thoughts
leaving
emotions, of every sort,
nameless, unconditional..

nevertheless, meaning, oh key
is usually opposite of all the openings..


Passionate complexity returns, Night has grown

Quieter as it might be this self that grows
Meaning, oh age, is usually opposite of the mien that falls..

Somewhere a gratis scripture of mantras to live
Is handed over..

Turning by the history found the dark richness of night in pages
Blotted with silent shadows were those spaces looked upon..

Fake in whatever small proportion is that partially
Witnessed social camaraderie

Reflected in your self was that cacophony
Well-sighted, aimed to mock cruelly..
Willing to capture the most sweetest joy
In someone’s eyes..

Freedom with strange yearnings are never
Given without gratis
They rise with exchanged glances..

Moments of opposite meaning elemental shadows
Can never be touched
You run, they disappear..
You chase, they grow stretch out
Of reality..

Only when you sit down calm
Can a shadow of spent past
Be cherished by our thoughts..

Complexity in emotions is inherent
Inherent in thoughtfulness is a simplicity..

Nevertheless, meaning of night
Lies in the
Simplicity of a complexity..

Eyes are thus opened, Night prefers to stay..

Akanksha..