Who am I?

Who am I? 

Every hour I straddle the destined paths

from crimson dawns to augured nights,

And when I repose on my armchair  

I retrospect on the existence of mankind.

Even I do not know,

when I will abode this place,

But I surely know, 

I will be again stranded 

amidst this same mankind. 

But again when I will commence

strolling different disdained lands,

in search of that divine light 

will my existence be the same?

Since our kindergarten 

we have been preached 

nothing in this mankind is eternal

But have anyone questioned 

the existence of these 

monks, 

prophets, 

epics and

the revered books.

For a few moments, 

lets forget every ones existence.

But in this mankind 

everyone is opportune once

to have a glimpse of Almighty.

And when I abode, if HE questions me 

"Did your existence prospered the mankind?"

Will I be able to affirm

in my fervor voice, 

Or will my numb limbs 

crumbled in front of HIS divinity

Will I get free from the cycles of life

It all depends on HIS benevolence.

But what if the existence of Almighty itself

have similarities with the mankind,

then even we will start betraying each other.

For mankind 

treachery is like an addiction

With our eyes open, 

we always ignore 

afflictions of mankind.

We believe in building relations,

but seldom take efforts 

to nurture it till eternity.

We can roam like a vagabond 

in search of happiness, 

while we dwell in the masquerade 

and remorse on the things we don't have.

But in this entanglement of my pursuit

to enlighten myself on the existence of mankind

I still have to fathom the essence of my life.

Who am I? 

Redeem of the dead

Redeem of the dead

Every hour,

walking across the barren lands,

I hear the unusual fray in my mind.

Even the starlet ceased to glitter,

midst the tranquil moonlight.

While transgressing in this abyss,

in my wilted mind, 

somewhere I hear her holy reverence 

following my relentless path.

With mirth she witnesses

smoldering of my soul,

and her partisan eyes mocks

the beginning of my end.

Now,

with each passing hour,

I desire to cease my wounds. 

While I witness apparitions

embarking my dreams. 

Last Desire

Strolling the lands,
I reached the horizons,
where the crimson skies,
kissed the mystique seas.

And then,
I followed the gelid shores,
to meet the scruples of mine.

Amidst the ridges of silent sea,
There was a tug sailing in the wind.
While on the other side,
the blue mountains eclipsed the sun.

There in between the peaks,
I found a shadow moving solitary
also following the unfathomable seas.

Till the sun reached its horizon,
I chased him through the earthy terrains,
Veiling under the mask of oddity.

While I was trailing behind this apparition,
Even the revered Nox had already descended.
Reaching the cliff,
I gazed at the somber skies again,
to find the shadow fade in this dark night.

Then,I closed my solemn eyes
and found shelter beneath the skies.
But still I chased him in my eternal dreams,
and found my mortal being stranded in peace.