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Whoa! Did I really see that?

Were those thoughts borne in my mind

I refuse to acknowledge them

I disown them here and now

The images, the conversations

Couldn’t have been mine

Then how did they find their way into my dream

I relinquish my ownership over them

I solemnly declare that

The characters and the events in my dream are purely imaginary

And bear no resemblance with reality

Freud! I know you not!

The thoughts and events projected in my dream

are not manifestation of repressed thoughts!

Evanescence

The fragrant vapours of truant memories 
swirled up in hazy fumes ,
stirring a turbulent rustle in the heart 
and the eyes misted over…

Amorphous musings

reticence misconstrued as aloofness

loquaciousness assumed as friendliness

why does amiability need to be verbose

silence can be sincere and not sinister

Please let me be...

I want to become increasingly silent,

especially on the outside,

I don’t want to be dragged

into the clamour of noises around me.

I want to remain untouched

by all the brouhaha around me, about me.

I want to remain stable, balanced,

in spite of everything.

I want to watch, I want to listen.

I want to remain silent.

I want to be ‘allowed’ to remain silent.

I don’t want to worry

about how people might judge me

for wanting to be left alone.

I want to creep inside me,

deep within the

innermost recesses of the mind .

And I want to remain there.

No heal, no repair

That the written word

could reverberate  loud

louder than thunder

That the written word

could scorch right through the soul

leaving in its wake raw , acrid blisters

That the written word

could leave one writhing

in painful anguish

That the written word

could fester and foment

as scratches on the heart

for a long time to come...

The soul flies high....

The tinkle of my anklets 
had become silent with time
And now a whiff from the past 
Stir sleeping memories
No anklets on my feet
And yet the chime resonates
There is no dais
And yet my feet they dance
to a soundless melody...

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Betrayal

Ambushed by shrapnel words searing the soul piercing, lacerating vitriolic volley

bloodless wounds never to heal Invisible scars Silent screams Unshed tears Unspent fury

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