A Little Insane

A Shadow to Love

Feels like I have been out here forever,
Awake all day and all night,
Drifting with the voices in my head,
Knowing not if today is a dream or reality.

I value lesser this new world around me ,
Its words, Its ways, Its desires,
A crypt holding dear my insanity,
Untouched by the madness surrounding me.

Beaten down by the routine of days,
Dreams mount higher than clouds high above,
Somewhere ahead into the light,
I look for the darkness to clear my eyes.

I forget how it felt to be loved,
As I give away move than this world demands,
I fade slowly into the brightness all around,
With not a shadow near to hold my name.

by © Sreekesh Menon at 9:22 PM

In All Dreams to Come

I preach tonight, like the many before me;
Without a candle to see my face,
With only one message to be told:
‘Silence! my fellow beings,
Is in all your dreams to come'.

The nights speaks lesser tonight,
Of the lessons forgotten so very soon,
The heads turn away and the smiles grow slim,
Words of passion, Words of honor, words in all,
Heard less strong in a weakening dream.

The good times; always another reach away,
Enough no longer an option,
As whispers fill shadows with expectations,
Entertained by desires once condemned,
Unfolding into a final disappointment.

The nights to go, the dreams to stay,
Count not up, count not down,
For nobody is sane, it’s been told:
‘Silence! my fellow beings,
Is in all your dreams to come'.

by © Sreekesh Menon at 12:55 AM