Alone
a plethora of voices
each setting its spectrum
noises intermittent
many unnecessary but inescapable
the statues of future,
of fear greed success failure,
self made,
dancing right before the mind
with the future being consumed, now.
all i wanted,
a few moments of nothingness
to keep the ever engaging mind at bay
a forest stay , away from this world of attachments,
a trail of seclusion scouting for those
precious moments .
meditation or without or beyond
internal silence is an inside job
aloneness,
a deliberate mission for a higher conversation ,
is all about knowing the truth
and unknowing the attachments ,
manifested in fear greed ego,
successes or failures
Kamakhya
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the horizon is not fixed
the assortment of layers
sprinting from the mould of subconscious
to the mound of hidden subtle thoughts
biased or unbiased
rich or trivial
the cruise encompassing from here to there
from least to most
from mundane to surrealism
from the transparent ambience of heart
to knoll of inflictions or judgements
Or in between, the patch of
indecision
if you are with me now
the next moment you accompany me
to them or there,dissecting everything
forming the cocoon of my behaviors!
at times I wonder
who controls you
are you auto-controlled!
or it is my wisdom or ignorance
my background,my persuasion,
my being prone to hypnosis around
or my neurotransmitter
I once thought to bring a rope
to chain you in a corner
unplugging from the main socket,
only to invite a stinking darkness
anyways..
go wherever you want
no curb on your freedom
but just a request
change your direction,may it mean a misdirection
towards the pinnacle of positivity,love
leaving the tracks of hatred,ignorance or fear
far behind
for the endorphins of goodness,
brainwashing,persuading all that come in between
for you make my day
perhaps you make me what I am!
Kamakhya
Image Credit: Google
