WHEN EXPECTATIONS GO SILENT

Reach of expectations gets smaller,

When life seeks,

But answers don’t come,

Every day,

Asks for the coming day,

Every night,

Is spent in getting to the questions,

Time passes,

But everything comes to a standstill,

Something is broken every day,

Every moment shatters something,

Something dies somewhere inside,

Every reason to hope is subdued,

When expectations go silent,

When every answer sought,

Leaves a new question, a thought,

And with every such thought,

Expectations shrink even more..

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

MR. V OR MR. KANE OR MR. FINCH OR MR. MCMURPHY: AND THE MASK

The cult or Mr. V or the cult or Mr. Kane or the cult of Mr. Finch or the cult of Mr. McMurphy..

The cerebral Mask Vs the maniacal Mask Vs the calibrated Mask Vs the peculiar Mask..

Masks are good friends when they don’t let one bleed giving one the space to be his Self while screening him from the scavenging curiosity, the pervert ebullience and the duplicitous vivacity of others.

Guy Fawkes delivered Mr. V.

Mr. Kane had his own reasons.

Mr. Finch could preserve his integrity.

Mr. McMurphy was delivered to his freedom.

They could befriend the Masks and the Masks, in turn, befriended their individualities.

Guy Fawkes, V For Vendetta, Citizen Kane, To Kill A Mockingbird, One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/

THE LIFE LOOKED READY TO EXPLAIN..

When I spoke to the sun.
The heat sounded soft spoken.

When I wrote to the moon.
The darkness was wide and open.

When I walked with the rain.
The flow stepped in only to gain.

When I talked to the terrain.
The stillness had a slipping plane.

When I slept in the fountain.
The soul was in unison to restrain.

When I ran on the mountain.
The life looked at, ready to explain.

©/IPR: Santosh Chaubey – https://santoshchaubey.wordpress.com/