Desire != Love

When impetus compels to meander for warmth engulfed in arms;

To endure Pleasure or Disparity for loving thy flesh seething, unharmed.

Overlapping subsets that define Love & Lust is mere impulsive predilection;

As love couldn't be dredged nor peace when sequestered to fleshes or friction.

As remains of impulse or friction would be cast off and forgotten;

Luscious hegemony over cognition never behold trust, sinks rock bottom.

Like libations bury authentic love, drench it under lusty lies;

Steps taken were meant to forsworn under dark sulking skies.

Is Oneness defined by closing distance for intrinsic need?

Or authentic that would be to transcribe it as an act of greed!

Inspiration Compassion Attraction is Love, a noble belief;

Avidity for Lust is not Love, would never vouchsafe solace or relief :)

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018

A Bygone Tale of Two Compeers

Sulking dark donjon once shackled Two Compeers,

An era where lands illuminated by blaze when armed;

Scintillating Swords revealed the souls it ingurgitated,

Knowledge Not but populist doctrines were charmed.

Originated not from same belief, weren't from one realm,

Two longed to disenthrall creeds; for 'one' exiguous survived;

Umpteen measures broken blocked now shackled & locked,

The Two Compeers bared, depleting waist, on prayer thrived.

One Morning heard an aged voice, turned & discerned,

Wrinkled face cushioned with beard with kindled eyes;

Once confidant of the throne, demeaned when queried thesis,

Expended innumerous days engraving truth & lies.

Unveiled unrevealed brightened the escape- were unshackled,

Covered the flesh with fabric, The Two scampered towards shore;

Who was kindred to everlasting, sprang first on the boat,

And Slashed knife behind, wounded, the other fell on floor;

'Disaccord never blooms affinity,' he said, 'with Unpublished I leave,'

Drifted towards the land he came from, mocking sacred deal.  

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018

The Realist

The Realist noise restrained the steps,

Rhapsodic not words shalt be, no depth.

Inundated reflections with clauses then why meet?

Holistic neither scent nor any act would greet.

Knowing Contract on ledger first be inked,

Anticipated be wronged Codicils be linked.

Greatest kiss could turn into last goodbye,

Thresh chaff, knowing this act is an ignoble lie.

But tracks carried Trust towards unstated,

Would endure corollary even if abated.

Fervid not, as in ledger stolid was transcribed,

Paths inculcated when planted were already described.

Those eyes compelled to ratify whatever inked,

Permissible not to amend & wrong, 'grace would feed,' if you think.

No words those lips spake but exemplified wants;

Receded! To rekindle, redraft, away from shallow flaunts.

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018

Who Knows!

Rendezvous was destined or collective effort directed for breadcrumbs,

Manoeuvred with animated projections through waves in the Spectrum;

The complicit is never unveiled mere the dignified actors played the role,

Knowing who's amassed with complex or bills, traverse one road to enrol;

Clamoured those for equity should such cognitions had realized factual essence!

And emanation of Scents weren't congruent; could have upthrusted The Present.

Selective were indignations, the strings played by concealed contours,

'Thwack the Voyage' uttered the unauthored expositions & by more;

The programmed methodology was restricted, narrowed to guesstimate;

Which erected innumerous bricks and cremated bones to authenticate.

The irreconcilable strings could never be welded or cemented,

And the Paths charged with prognostic remained unamended.

When Amongst All - 'Genuine' Discordance Breathed and Bided;

Upshot of Conduct or Spell Who Knows seems till then Denouement stands Undecided.     

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018 

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

The Road 'Last' Traversed

Incessant Plays, Spectators replaced,

Concealed shadows could not be traced;

Progenies of Sages who looked forward dreamed,

Strings played to subjugate them were demeaned.

The Stinge stringed danced on stage,

Surreptitious acts concocted facade;

Vitiated pronouncements & decrees,

Procreated who most were heard it seemed!

The road last traversed was an uninspiring act,

Theatre once enriched stood decayed but packed;

Beginneth kingdom's darkest hour when aimed to appease,

Walls echoed tranquil no more, lacerated ameliorated trees.

The caged bird reached last chapter this day,

Behind the stage climbed found the way;

Beheld the one who inundated odds,

Contorted synthesized inebriated thoughts;

Time lapsed, disallowed to pull down the chord,

Retreated the road which would eventually fall :)

  

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018

Mirage

All eyes gazed for the saviour on the land unlit,

Third Summer breathed blaze on unlighted spirits;

No king or disciples left but rusted piteous minds,

The rising sun descended on enthralled & shined.

Who savoured frame by frame considerate gracious hands,

Never looked upon skies & implored perched on dry sands;

Was only the Third Summer, straggled amongst unknown,

Frightened who once to leave clan, traversed unmapped paths alone.

Summer succeeded by winter & drops floated only on cheeks,

Barren the realm was never hopes where shapeless flesh reeked;

Words died within but memories resurfaced defenseless contempt,

Radiant ART that tranquillized independent worlds once, drained the last attempt.

Hounded those remembrance some shrieking 'Share' some 'Trust no Diverse',

Discordance was genuine explicable but why insolvable went unheard;

The insatiable natives drafted the fate for all; Hope drifted some towards stars,

The walk is long; Write joyous chants and more repents to heal wounds & scars :)

© Pranav Chaturvedi 2018