Curtailing Shadows

The sun stopped rising, And the moon stopped shining. Now, the stars never wink, And the winds love to shrink. There is no one around me. Now, nothing surrounds me, I am abandoned by creations And embraced by destructions. (So–) In the dark nights, I roam All alone as I-nowhere-belong, And every line of this poem Is a title of a sad song.                                                            ~Taekita369

The answers faded and the sorrow revealed. In the moon, there glowed- a secret, long concealed. Many good deeds done, And many wrong ones too Just to win a game for fun, And get a famous view. Someone asked them of love- It was "a coincidence of fate". Then asked them of what's above- They said " the ruler is the hate".                                                            ~Taekita369

Bitter whispers, cold eyes, Fake smiles, sweet lies; Mocking laughs, hushed cries, Hurting jokes, curt replies; Fallen hopes, dark skies, Broken souls, failed tries; . . . But still, I try to be nice And once again, I try to rise.                                                            ~Taekita369

The time has gone, A new day has born. Yesterday would never come Again, not even for some. . . . (Once again–) It's that typical end of the day (And once again–) I am trying to find a way...                                                            ~Taekita369

Amid the rosy solitude, There stood a wall very high; It had never known for its gratitude, And, at every request, it let out a sigh. Amid the chilled silence, There stood a wall all red; It had always loved the bloody violence, And, at times of peace, it felt so dead. Amid the lively storms, There stood a wall very strong; It had always embraced the violent forms, And, at fair questions, it got it all wrong. Amid the fragile walls, There stood a wall so caring; It had never known for its sympathetic calls, And, at every quest, it silently stood bearing...                                                            ~Taekita369

I see through those open curtains And witness a scene lay behind. The background is full of mountains, A picturesque of the 'usual-kind'. In the front, there stands a tree With its branches spread afar, And when under it, I feel care-free Away from the bloody war. Then- My eyes spot a platinum ring Resting on the fluffed grasses. A burning desire for it to bring  Has me walking to the green classes. I pick it up as it shines brightly, A flood of memories soon over me A reminder that— I, too, once belonged to a royal family But, now, my tears can flow free.                                                            ~Taekita369

He is a boy very random, A part of an unknown fandom, who seeks for eternal freedom; A king of his timeless Kingdom. He, in his hours of solitude, Remains busy with his creation so new, and a tincture of gratitude and attitude– a confused emotion. He thinks of the time of Jurassic And listens songs with a tune not-so classic. He does every single crazy thing Like, he, now, has a novel to sing!                                                            ~Taekita369

Uncertain dreams, restless nights, Broken promises, fading lights; Forgotten memories, silent tears, Empty spaces, lonely years; Regretful words, bitter sighs, Apologetic looks, hopeful eyes; Renewed hopes, sincere smiles, Rekindled love, endless miles; Unspoken words, hidden fears, Broken hearts, wasted years; What could've been, what'll never be, The price of love, the cost of destiny...                                                            ~Taekita369

With every guitar string, There is a scar on my hand, Each note a memory they bring, In melodies that eternally stand. With every magical tune I play, Fingers dancing through the air, Upon the piano, night and day My heart's secrets lay bare. Every string sings a tale divine, Every tune calls out the heart, It makes my soul feel fine; A musical symphony of art.                                                            ~Taekita369

The snow has melted, Welcoming a new season. The flowers have bloomed, Spreading the sweetest fragrance. Yes! The Spring is on its way...                                                            ~Taekita369

The sun sets on the horizon, painting The sky with hues of orange and red. The birds sing their farewell songs, fainting Into the silence of the night ahead. The moon rises on the other side, shining Its silver light on the sleeping earth. The stars twinkle in the dark, aligning With the ancient patterns of their birth. They make the farewell, too, beautiful, And taught me that life is really meaningful.                                                            ~Taekita369

I can feel it in my soul! The joy of being alive. I have reached my final goal. My happiness will thrive. My spirit is now whole. To fly, I don’t need to strive. Yes, I can feel it in my soul! I, now, for sure, know my role...                                                            ~Taekita369

Whispered secrets, hushed, In shadows, stories concealed, Truth beneath the veil. Cryptic tales, enigma's art, Reveal the myst'ry of hearts, Silent words impart....                                                            ~Taekita369

Snowflakes gently fall, Blanketing the world in white, Winter's silent call.                                                            ~Taekita369

A lonely sparrow sings a melancholy song awaiting morrow.                                                            ~Taekita369

The hope that I lived for, The hope that I loved for, The hope that taught me life, Life without love and love without life Is like a river without water And the hope is the torrid sun.....                                                            ~Taekita369

Walking down a field With grasses at my feet, The beauty they yield, With a crow, it's complete. I learnt something today, Somethin' I'll remember everyday, A truth known by few, Today, I want to tell it to you— For the grasses are never sown, It's their will that they grow, So, I'll, too, do it on my own And show—'I am no less than a crow'.                                                            ~Taekita369

Tasks remain undone, Games are now no fun, Homework's left to do, Assignments are left too. But I just lay in my bed Thinking 'bout what he said, Or just sit in my chair Unbrushing my brown hair. Books remain closed forever, A blanket of dust over them. My so-called "endeavour" Will never make me a gem. But I still lay unconcerned, Eyes fixed at closed curtains, Fate has its face turned Away and away are the mountains....                                                            ~Taekita369

Hidden in the misty shadows- there was a secret unspoken. Guarded by the silent meadows- there was a promise unbroken. Echoing in the lonely sighs- there was a melody unheard. Covered by the cloudy skies- there was a harmony unstirred. Flowing in the gentle streams- there was a story untold. Shining in the distant dreams- there was a treasure unfold. Burning somewhere eternally, there’s my fire unreachable. Therein is a spark where,wishfully again, is kindled a love unquenchable.                                                            ~Taekita369

I fly into the skies, With my wings and eyes Of those like tiny fireflies, Beneath me-all lies. I soar above the cloud, With my voice so loud Of those like singing proud, Beyond me-no sound. I glide across the stars, With my dreams and scars, Of those like shining jars Around me-no wars. I fall into the night, With my hope and light, Of those like burning bright Within me-all right.                                                           ~Taekita369

Shores do care for waves, And so skies for mountains, Opening the mysterious caves-  Inside it– crystal fountains. Flowers do care for butterflies, And so sands for winds, My eyes beholding mystic skies- Rising up– a melody of violins. Nights do care for stars, And so lands for rivers, Reaching for the brightest jars- Inside it– tiny slivers. Ashes do care for flames, And so wings for angels, Rising from the heavenly claims- Beyond me– inquisitive strangers.                                                            ~Taekita369

Waves do not care for shores, Neither do mountains for skies, Standing at the mysterious doors- Behind me–a world of lies. Butterflies do not care flowers, Neither do winds for sands, My hands holding mystic powers- Laying down–a ground of wands. Stars do not care for nights, Neither do rivers for lands, Reaching for the greatest heights- Above me–a cloud of demands. Flames do not care for ashes, Neither do angels for wings, Rising from the worldly clashes- Before me–a throne of kings.                                                          ~Taekita369 

Brushing my hand over that dusty table, Had it held those classic books of old fable- Heroic stories of timeless characters, Princes and Dragons in epic adventures. Lingering my fingers over that broken clock, Had it been through those golden eras- A beautiful symphony of tick-and-tock, Audience of Sirens in grand operas. Grazing my fingers against that withered flower, Had it bloomed those lovely ages of spring and shower- Artistic symbols of beauty and mystery, Fairies and Elves in splendid history. Tracing my hand over that cracked mirror, Had it reflected those fair faces of beauty and terror- Mystic legends of magic and curses, Witches and Wizards in dark verses.                                                            ~Taekita369

Hiding from the sadness, There’s something waiting. Running with the madness, There’s a fire burning. In my hopes and doubts- There’s a restless beat pounding. Facing my fierce bouts, There’s a calm very healing. There’s a truth in each lie Which seeks to reveal secrets. Within rising smoke- all defy- The rain is washing regrets. Writing the painful words of love, They think I vanished in agony. But don't know the smile's just above And hides the false harmony.                                                             ~Taekita369

In the theatre of emotions, The curtains rise to reveal- A stage dressed in shadowed-oceans Where the actors conceal. Their stories of sorrow, Their words unspoken, Their lines so hollow, Their hearts so broken. They bleed in every scene, They cry in every word, They act out their pain unseen, They yearn to be heard. But the audience of solitude Watches on in silence- And witness a tragedy, so versimilitude, Not in acts but in violence.                                                        ~Taekita369

Amidst the laughter of the crowd so loud, Lost in a world where silence is the only sound, Drowned in a sea of emptiness profound, A voiceless echo, no solace found. Eyes that search for a glimmer of light, But shadows embrace, suffocating the fight, A shattered soul, bleeding every night, A heart's silent scream, hidden from sight. Hollow smiles mask the pain within, The battles rage, unheard, unseen, A symphony of sorrow, a soul's violin, Playing the notes of a life that's been. Amidst the laughter of the crowd's embrace, A solitary soul, lost its trace, In the sea of emptiness, it finds its place, A tragic story written on a tear stained space.                                                        ~Taekita369

The Earth wakes from its slumber deep, And greets the sun with a smile on its steep. A thousand buds burst in myriad shades, Filling the air with fragrances, that pervades. Trees adorn in shades of green, Sways in the breeze, a tranquil scene. A chorus of birds, melodies in the air, Harmonizes with bees, a symphony so rare. Flowers- the jewels of nature's grace, Attract butterflies to their embrace. A rainbow of petals, a view so bright, Fluttering and dazzling, a pure delight. The garden, a paradise of life and light, A miracle of blooms, an ethereal sight, Efflorescence's magic, pure and bright, In nature's symphony, a sheer delight.                                                       ~Taekita369 

Many good deeds done from minds to earthly stages. Many early springs gone- in the brightest of rages. Many wise thoughts shared from souls to heavenly pages. Many late summers spared- in the warmest of cages. Many subtle actions taken from hands to distant vales. Many early autumns shaken- in the fiercest of gales. Many lone feelings traversed from hearts to eternal ages. Many late winters cursed- in the coldest of embraces.                                                        ~Taekita369

If love has been a sea, I'll rather be in a dead one, Cuz' it has broken me when I too loved someone. When people choose to dive deep, I'll rather be just floating, cuz' they have someone to keep, while my words keep resonating. When they love to drown- themselves for their "beloved", I just can't help but frown, remembering the tears I've shed How I wish to burn their wings! When they show attitude for the smallest of things, but I'll rather live in Solitude                                                                             ~Taekita369

Ain't got no words, but the paper weighs massive, you may not see the birds, as now the stares are impassive. The floods of emotions, now never stop, just overflow, Earth's gonna have more oceans, just gonna let them flow. Been a while feelin' empty, guess now nothin' is left behind, which can ever tempt me, or attract my mind. Just wanna shrink off, around in a dark corner. Got nothing left to do but scoff, at myself being A Foreigner.                                                        ~Taekita369