Glass Leaves

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I’m tired,
My spine stays relaxed as I shut my eyes and disconnect
From the commotion of reality,
Which has all of a sudden shushed. 

But my mind is louder than it has ever been before,
Though the night doesn’t make a single twitch,
The voices in my head are draining me,
And my mind of its energy.

I turn to the other side.
My eyes are shut and I can see nothing,
I fall into a vision of an unknown delusion,
As my mind loses its illusion of control over Me.
The voices now seem to be shrieking underwater,
I can hear someone else speak.

I turn to the other side to see who is breathing
Such a familiar breath and I see you.
The energy in being drained by energy
is coursing through my blood,
As I succumb to the nocturnal desires.
I see you and only you,
and nothing’s more peaceful than that as of now.

My nerves put their best efforts
to rationalize this state,
But they’re failing to make my mind function again.
I’m lost in the vast universe you hold within the realm of your eyes,
My throat aches for words to utter,
But I fail in my every try.
I’m silent.

I then hold you,
I can see your hands in mine,
But I cannot feel them.
I know something is wrong.

I blink.
I can’t see you anymore,
You’ve disappeared into the void I was staring.
And melted into reality.
As I turn to see but a blurred scenery,
While the slumber crawls into the silent abyss.

It seems that the true works of art,
Are only birthed by silence.
The silence of the soul,
Or the desire to be silent
and to quiet the insanity of the demons in your mind,
Or the silence asked of you,
When the world suffocates your voice,
And asks you to crouch down.
But we rise up with our art anyhow.

And the silence which is capable of birthing poems,
the night is ringing today.
The painting in the sky’s canvas,
Is filling up the pages in a poet’s hut somewhere.

And while our love has frozen
Into an epitome of eternal autumn,
And the future in our pages
Has withered away into hallucinations,
I won’t lie to myself and let the nights drive me paranoid,
I will find that deserted quill,
And rewrite my story.


Hey Guys! I wrote this some days back and the ending today, so it feels a little abrupt or rushed to me? I don’t know, I’m really looking forward to your thoughts on this one in the comment box. So I thought of the title ‘Glass Leaves’ as I refer to that phase as ‘Autumn’, and the leaves which have withered, that is the pages, which now hurt like glass? I don’t know, let me know if you like the title as I’m trying to come up with better titles for what I write. I would certainly not consider this a great piece, and I hope someone actually reads it fully. 

I hope you’re all well and safe. Please take care and my love and blessings to you all.

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A Land of The Unknown (Part 3)

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Up ahead I see a flight of stairs,
Made of sparkling fluid and translucent air,
I take one step and lose my balance but I’m fine,
Walking on water was way ahead of our time!

Up and up I step and stroll,
Nobody knows what the end shall behold,
I have now entered a void, there are no stairs anymore,
There simply lies a distorted door!

My hand trembles as I turn the knob,
My heart pounds and starts to throb,
The scene flickers and I black out,
A second later I realise what it’s all about!

Was it all a dream or a hallucination I wonder,
But it all makes sense when my head I lower,
I find myself in my room’s nook,
Brought out of the enchanting book,
In my lap lies the book, the last page over.

But I refuse to believe that this is the end,
As I know a book can never leave me disheartened,
If the thirst for mystery doesn’t fill our hearts,
I know I can make more parts. 

My story had so much more,
But the rest is for me to explore,
We all have a story, but where does it lead?
The answer is to simply read…


Hello guys! This is the third and the last part of ‘A Land of The Unknown’, which is a collaborative effort by Kim’s Magic and me. She is undoubtedly an amazing writer and her words inspire me. It was a pleasure to work with you, Kim. I’m so glad we wrote this together.

You can find the first part here and the second part here.

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A Land of The Unknown (Part 2)

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I now roam astray in a moonlit field,
Wondering who was my shield,
Then I see sunflowers, they sing and sway,
They blow my worries away.

The scene has taken a bright contrast,
An enchanting spell has been cast,
The night isn’t as terrifying as it was before,
It doesn’t seem to be so silent anymore.

Stuck in a warzone of battling emotions,
One side wrath and the other satisfaction.
A part of me wants to stay and escape eternally,
But the other is urging me to find the reality. 

The land spreads its wings,
Is this where the adventure begins?
I’m alone, I’m isolated, is this quarantine?
In a land never heard of or seen.

My heart quickens,
The mystifying fog thickens,
It’s all a deep mystery, I don’t know what ahead will lie,
As my eyes see a beam of hope coming from the sky…
Will I make it out or die?


Check out Part 1 here and the third part here.

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A Land of The Unknown (Part 1)

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(Narrative)

 

I stumble up and peer around,
The silence doesn’t make a sound,
I shout and scream and screech,
But nothing is within my reach,

I take a step and try to find,
Some vague face of humankind,
But when I see this fractured scenery,
I know the silence is my only company. 

My bare feet shuffle in the damp grass,
The sky is crying rain made of glass,
I outstretch my hand and catch a drop,
Delicate as petals, it shatters with a pop.

The gothic scene sows within me volumes of fright,
I’m astounded by this peculiar sight,
The showers have stopped but there are puddles and mud,
As I see my shadow shine in a pool of my own blood!

Astonished and alarmed,
I hope I am not harmed,
Was it the glass I clutched?
But I feel myself, I’m untouched.

I try to get a hold of it all,
Is this a dream I can’t recall?
Can I get out of it alone?
Can I escape the land of the unknown?


The above is a collaborative effort between Kim’s Magic and me. Go check out her amazing blog with her magical poetry indeed!

You can check out Part 2 here and Part 3 here.

Stay well and safe! 🙂
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