From Millennia to The Unstated

For soi-disant Pugnacious amongst critters who animates,

The splendid spherical jungle buttressed the pretense;

Who traversed with an only intention to build share or goals,

Reverberated admiration or afflictions or "Despicable!" chants.

Where No 'Foes or Friends' existed but perceptions galvanized,

Comforted accompanied measuring 'never' paths chosen;

Misdirected or Ratified - Unconfirmed! Still engraved juxtaposition,

Under Parasitical Unauthored Compositions the 'Time' was frozen.

Ain't perchance for who unveiled Faraway the presence,

What may be nestling the selfsame or disparate codes;

Unrealized crossing horizon for 'Extending' Present,

That colonized 'cognitions' never Ameliorate but 'Erode.'

Indeed! The collective cognition guided & erected,

Prosperous present foundation for the defected;

But when amidst unsolvable quandaries originated imbalance,

Then shalt the unstated uncharted with present be infected?😐  

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018

The Cave,Thirteen Boars & The Virtuous Divers

Unknown were until Thirteen Boars got enthralled;

When meandered path others sporadically perambulate.

Didn't look behind supervening stream suffused;

Stygian floating muck disunited them from the world; consumed.

Untraceable when, some unforced troupers sailed across seas;

While others traversed on land to unshackle freedom Cave seized.

Cogitated the Boars in caliginous fed for days few seeds;

Sunken until a day when two souls emerged rendering light on grief.

But path was drenched uneven enwreathed with jagged walls;

Narrow was the escape troupers needed to promptly take a call.

Advocated to severally save as hours were spent to retrace back steps;

Virtuous troupers formulated to save the weakest first & protect.

Some prayed some awaited for far sighted sagacious;

Who craved to plant Far Away with seeds as an act of gracious.

Amiable Divers measured fate knowing perils tangled, commenced the act;

Deceased one still afraid was none saving thirteen boars and the pact :)        

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018

The Ship

Wrapped engirdled on an unavailing shore,

The cutis nudged with granular fleece;

Emanating not point of origin or end,

Where in circle selfsame doors meet.

Enclasped in one with flares to shoot in sky,

The Other deferring it with clouds to greet,

Unlatching would commence the voyage,

But charted paths wrapt deprecated streets.

Though sulking nights passed many,

And withered were some days & sea;

Yet ebullience waft tides brought,

Reposed granules, unswerving was breeze.

Treasure was that unmapped shore,

Though in circle but sequestered;

Quenched the Flares kept status quo,

Tarried until right ship descended; when heard :)

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018