Reality or illusion?

On a typical Saturday afternoon, lounging by a steaming cup of americano...I couldn't help but ponder over this old quote by the legendary Oscar Wilde, I came across a few days back.

Within its context, it implies that great poets pen about the dreams that they can’t live and the ones that manage to realize their magic are too engrossed living the illusion.There is no expression left, as expression and realization happen through action, rather than scribbling on a blank canvas.Beautiful moments lived in discretion and building magic in real is a form of art in itself.

The quote is a self-provoking analogy. As an avid analyzer of things, I can’t bring myself to pour out my beautiful moments to the paper. The recurring truth and the magic that I keep living is destined to be the truth of my reality and the zillions of stories or the truth that floods in my mind or keeps me awake all night are the memoirs I treasure close to my heart and these are the ones that would never see the daylight of life.The magical world...the beautiful stories are within me and are only for me.

Xoxo

fRoM mY eYeS..!!

The fragments of my illusionary life are wrecks sublime....

Yearning to be discovered until I plunge into the layers of bliss,

I see, I hear, I feel a bewitched elevation that leads me to a world...so unknown

With conviction in heart, desires in eyes...I walked the walk...talked the talk...n headed towards a nameless destination...

Reality unfolds...I break out of my illusion

I open my eyes...I envisage the trail so uncertain...yet promising....

The journey begins with the dawn that assures verve of innocence...

Longing to be screened by the eternal love of his blood...

I see, I hear, I feel the whiff of purity that emerges from the glistening gaze of the fresh bud

That promises a life that matches my imagination

The inquisitiveness seeps in to the life of the budding bud...

& sink in to a world where incongruity rules and reason fades into oblivion

i see, i hear, i feel...the beauty reaching its peak,

The blooming flower assures to paint the days ahead with the colors of passion

Wishing to conquer the world with the power of beauty...

& quenching the unbearable urge to give vent to my expectation..

I see, I feel, I hear...the emotions guiding the unruly heart beat...

Love is in the air, i am afraid that this ecstatic start can abruptly end without any revelation...

The best phase of this journey.

.wishing to get lost in the aura of compassion..

But the reality seizes by the throat..

The lines that one articulates are the only culmination...

The fragments of my illusionary life are wrecks sublime...

Yearning to be shrouded until I plunge into the layers of empathy

I see, I hear, I feel the dark dots merged with the emotions so immaculate...

The innocence is lost in the world of shadowy musings

Blinded by the unfounded inferences borne out of the fallacies....

Turning into a zombie, a puppet of shadowy flesh, coveting for a life in compensation

I see, I hear, I feel, with the tears flowing thru the veins of my lifeless carcass body...

I gape at the sordid cesspool, feeling the dreams as I introspect....

Coveting to move on & on & on screening my exasperation

The journey that displayed an array of vibrant colors

That taught me to walk with adulation

The expedition of knowledge, faith, emotions... starts to dawdle

I see, I hear, I feel the contention in the brooding eyes...living in a neutral state of being..

Desiring to float in the air with the conscience that had guided throughout....

The dusk nears down...ready to close the eyes & merge in the white world that awaits....

The journey doesn’t end here...

i see, i hear, i feel...a life ahead of life located in the ecstatic land of utopia..

~~~IPSITA~~

mE aGaInSt....!!!

Lost I am in the shadows of my past,

Yearning to screen myself from me

The apparition crawled over me leaving me all aghast

Wishing to evade myself from me

My times of yore haunt me

Longing to depart my soul from me

I screech & scream!!!......

Coveting to speak my heart...but whom do I share my vicious past with...???

without squishing my blood’s panoramas about me....??

Lost I am amidst the confounded crowd....

They scorn at my weary soul

The elves of this world accuse me aloud

They despise me & seldom let me touch my goal

The dreams that adorned my eyes shattered

Leaving my dark deceased soul all withered

I cry & yell......

Longing to share my grieves...But whom do I talk to???...for mates don’t trust after being exposed to my naked soul...

Lost I am in the meadows of abhorrence

Longing for that hallucinatory life

The loving remembrance is a past & so is my reverence waiting for the love to conceal the memories of my dark life

My murky life had a new vision to aggravate my state

The love disowned me after trifling with my soul...

I shriek & rebel.....

Wishing to be loved in spite of my gloomy doom...whom do I ask 4....knowing that the love is not mine to command....

Lost I am in this new transformed world

Tired of being a puppet of shadowy flesh

Like a wingless butterfly forced to place exactly into the new mould

i wish to liberate from the bondage mesh

i am confined to a glass dungeon for my dark past

I see all, without feeling anything, desiring to inhale some air at last....

I fight & demand....

Craving to b free...begging to get back my life...waiting for a miracle to take place..But whom do I ask to????? I have woken up to my solitude...

Have lost all faith..have noone 2 answer the questions....for an atheist never believes in miracles....so there I am all again lost

Lost in the dying world...

Yearning to be lost....

Away from me.....

~~~Ipsita~~

tHe HuMmInG wInD....!!!!!!!!

The humming wind promised me a striking dream
The smile assured me the life I desired
The voice kept me in full beam...
The illusion perfected the world I treasured...



The humming wind promised me a transformed life
The melody made me lost in ecstasy
The words that were uttered were no rife
The life ahead looked quite easy


The humming wind promised me an eternal liaison
The gaze of honesty dissolved my worries
The breath of freshness gave me utter elation
The strong hold of love transformed me into a garden of roses


I was lost in me....the blissful life was a step away.......I was ready to shut my eyes to feel the new life...
But nature had a different game plan...
I hold my breath...I hide behind my soul as reality unfolds...
Oh! Almighty divine being...i have been deceived...lost all faith in myself..my dreams...& everything that keeps me ticking....

I woke up to my own shadow, wishing to be lost in the mirage of my life....
A world that is anonymous to me...
I woke up to a dying life that can never thrive...
An unpleasant reality that was never in favor of me
I woke up to a sordid verve.....
A smile lied to me
The eyes deceived me...
The melody slaughtered my soul...
I woke up to all my woes....


But why do I still long for that illusion..the life,,,the beauty I cherished...
Why do I still believe in that lost love....the warmth of affection that was never mine??
Why do I still trust in....
the humming wind that promised me a striking dream??