Scrutinizing the high
Calculating the low
Reflecting life
From different view
Measuring the limits
Counting the vows
To get some balance
From mighty arouse
Obiter dictum.
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt “observation”.

Scrutinizing the high
Calculating the low
Reflecting life
From different view
Measuring the limits
Counting the vows
To get some balance
From mighty arouse
Obiter dictum.
In response to Eugi’s weekly prompt “observation”.

The balance of life
Kept by the Might
Knows when to loose the string
When to pull it tight.

The infidelity of thoughts
The ingenuity of vows
The spur of emotions
Bringing our trueself out.
Burning the flames of desires
Trying to find a way out
The crowd is dense
The stakes are high
The impulses paralyze
Exit seem seamless
But there is no place to hide.


She was frozen
The oppression was risen
Her beauty faded
The sparkle diminished
By the brutality of others
She wanted to live
She wanted to fly
Her wings were cluttered
By the societal blinds
She continued to strive
Against the conservative might
Achieved new heights
Through her determination and great insight
The journey wasn’t easy
It had many predicament
But the joy to reach the impossible
Brought the great delight.


Exotic desires
Demand great fire
Sweet delight
Savoury oversight
Depicting life
Inside out.
The Sunshine
The radiant hope
The windstorm
Dropping leaves
Of fruitless norms
Rain pouring down
Purifying the souls
Of long drown
Rising the humanity
From long lasting mourn.
Hoping for rain
To filter the pain
Blemishes to detain
Saturate the barren brains
And usher some sustain.

Deaf to cries
Blind to the rise
of despotism and lies
Numb to malice
Can’t smell the conspiracy
Unraffled by the goosebumps
A senseless frail.
My tongue is tied
By the chains of might
To banish me from voice
Against tyranny and plight
Of unbearable insight.
