Little by little
Feeling of void kicks in
Trapped in arms of
Daunting times
Scarred by dreams
Of sweet illusions
I’m losing my way
Come, hold my hand
In no particular direction
Am I headed.
I thought I knew
And I wish I could do
Things I was not meant to!
Discovering places that
were never made for me
Hearing those words that
were never said to me
I’ve lost my way!
*My experiments with Life*
Pooja Alok
Instagram:@poojaavj
And here comes the dusk uninvited to the burning ground
Breaching hesitations covered with the red tears
Ashes in the wind, trying to find a home in this dark abyss
All that smoke can be – to wander in its rusty nomadic home
Sparks from the fumes where the smoky flames were kindled
All that fire could torch was the form of expression
The forbidden bushes where denial rules and writhes
As a light feather the soul floats wandering paralyzed
Leaving transparent shadows of mysterious reality
The winds have covered a thousand cries beneath
A roaring widow, a hissing mother of a single child
Grappling with the wounds, assuming the being will survive
Look deep within the hollow immortal, give a reason to exist
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
The air filled with mourns
In an empty amphitheater
Waiting for the carnival of souls
Returning to the home ground
As the slowly dropping silence
Melted into the deplored voices
Of the unheard and unwanted
Joy of the barred choices
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
Our paths crossed
And the dust settled
Our dreams were eroded
Like life was flowing out
And I could not breathe
Everything seemed the same
You were no longer there
Not in my arms
Not even in sight
As I stood waiting alone
Gazing stars all night
And they would not fall
No luck for me to grab
Till the waves washed away
Illusions, day by day
No fear I hold
Bare feet cold
Smile with the winds
I was alive once
No second chance
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
Pain of feeding the monster, weak
Every week! Week after week
The clock is on the run
Time is having its sweet fun
This is a Friday Pun
Still 2 to go! Hold on Son!
There will be a Monday
After a run over Sunday
“Give me freedom”
And he grunts at your wish
Locked in a 10×20
Caned by words plenty
Revelations
Post-mortem operations
Awakened you will stand
But dance to tunes of same band
Every moment! Week after week
Brutally strangled, is the meek
A wisp of love led me astray
Sipping the toxins unknown, dismay
See rains in May, clouds tearing the sun
Supposing – the mist dripped one by one
It were tears, leading solitary fears
Not willing to give up, fleeting warmth
Sniping the reality, like a foreign dream
Call into question the innocent sleep
Insane – the crossroads, no one around
The winds playing, make a pensive sound
The wide light orange, kicks in a hint
A shadow’s stint, demands to lead a way
Blinded by trust, the clouds too follow
Searching for morrow, unsated desires
Lying deep within the illimitable oceans
The darkest secrets of broken hearts
Will never be the same – love in a wisp
Love in a wisp, devil’s sip, angels dip
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
There are knots of thoughts
In every corner of my brain
Some needed clutter
And the ache of strain
Unfolding some
Dumping the other
With every passing day
Its only crumbling further
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
In wilted fragrance
Nights are melting in her arms
Waiting for sunrise
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
Lonely dusk waited..
Muted Imaginations
Revealed the unsaid
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
Shadows of reality
Darkness in prosperity
Don’t be a fool
You’re no more in school
Turn around
Listen to that sound
Its calling you by its side
You just should not hide
Run on this ground
Now cease to frown
Life is beautiful
You got to be a bit careful
Just untie your soul
Why don’t you wanna go
Stop living life in grids
Open up the lids
And fly at least try
Stand up again tall
Let life take a call
It may hit, every bit
And you cant go away
Coz You ought to stay
Dated: January 2010
Pooja Alok
Twitter: @poojaavj
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