Wednesday, July 18, 2018

                                                                     Pic Courtesy: CraftZine

There I see the light of a glaring passion:
from where the crows move in fashion;
I am in love with the unknown glances,
so deep in the veins of chances;
Could you see me up the cloud;
while I mind to look you sound;
Roots of the wind I blew,
gets stuck on the pain I grew;
over the heels I stand to see my destiny;
far they go away from my sight;
I can see the green shining on me;
with all the enlightenment I have;
White is found to be hues by the light;
there within the fragrance of love;
This is the move I want to take;
I wish to  make it blind;
oh! this is so rude to find my way,
I am captivated by my feelings;
I see my pale eyes getting blue;
by the night glare of some blindness;
I couldn’t just define the way I am;
even just in my  loneliness;
I find the pleasure of my still life;
with a shadow finding its shape;
Love is there above the hills;
riding by the wheels of affection;
Difficult is the route I take;
to hold the pain within me;
I am so depressed to have myself;
for someone whom I am yet to know;
over the bridge of life, I cry aloud;
with the silence of my undefined pain;
My love deep within me is a dream;
That I may not get by the eternal soul;
The flags of destiny flew over me;
and crawl up in  my cunning struggle;
Every leaf that falls on my eyes;
roll down the chapter of my past;
It's my desire to take away by the wind;
Clouds are there ahead of the skylark;
Is it smiling or staring at me?
filth in the ashes of my pain;
I heal my wound with the nameless balm;
can you speak with me to know;
whether I am in a passive stage;
The lines someone wrote on my chest;
and it lay on my heart forever;
I don’t know how to cry blind;
but I am just holding the rain;
that I am tamed within;

                                   Nazrine Marvlz

Tuesday, July 17, 2018

The Pinkish Eternal Flower...


   Pic Courtesy: CraftZine

At the farthest edge, I see a lighted candle…
A beam splits the very own spectrum;
A freshly felt breeze could fly over there…
And a misty chant would fill within where;
The lightest heart may see with a Smile…
Towards the bottom of this lonely life…
I may smell the clustered love…
Infected within my own chamber;
A frozen love I could see...
 With those crawling memories;
Living by the ecstasy of hope…
A breathe awaits to beat;
High like the flowing wind…
There sweeps my burning pain;
Over the flame of the light glow,
Spreads the beauty of hymn;
Of with all over red flowers;
Bloomed with in the one severe…
Alone, in that pretty young night!
The beautiful darkness ever…
Ahead lays the oceanic blues;
And up the shining silvers …
In this special occasion,
At the west of the set…
 All I can see in me…
Is the pinkish eternal flower!
Blooming with bow hues;
Was my ever only Love..
                   
                               Nazrine Marvlz


  Pic Courtesy: CraftZine

The VaGaBoNd...

                                                          Pic Courtesy: CraftZine


 There is a long way ahead………
With thorny bushes paved in the way
I look towards the infinite destiny
Towards the way in front of me,
I speak within my silence,
And I want them to know
I am the lonely traveller,
And here starts my empty journey!
   With no one to care me,
Whether the route is thefted,
Seduced or even blooded..
The way ahead of me is dry
A bit strange…..
I am moving not with a plan
And I am afraid of my sights.
I knew my visions were so deep
And it could capture all around
But how could I see it naked
I can close my eyes…..
And i can walk without a listen,
I know the path I walk….
  It is never a carpet with flowers,
Then how will I face my thorns
In the way………….
Who will guide my life ahead?
No one can render a hand,
I realize the truth…
That how strange the world is…
The only companion along my way
Is my soul……!
I hear to those words from her
And I move straight fearlessly!
I am the lonely traveller,
And here my journey moves….
I see through the way,
The hidden truths of the sphere,
I hear from the cave,
The wounded voices of silence….
And I feel through the wind,
The lost loves and departed destinies…
I hear within the travel
A love told by the desert,
I see in the nature
The tears of evergreen falls,
Rain bought me joy
And ills too…
Wind took me up the sky
Birds showed me
How round the world is…?
How vast the sky is…?
And I was able to see something more,
How small is the mankind
For A bird in the sky…!!
Down the earth I reached
I slept over a night….
And I got up without knewing
I was in the hands of nature……
Like a dewdrop in the tip of a flower,
When I looked around….
I saw a green leaf drop down
Another leaf from my life…
Has wilted down…
A leaf from our time…
I am that lonely traveller,
And here my journey goes…
I am in the firing altitude
The swords are just above my neck
I walk through the hollow skulls
The blood will burst out of veins
Piercing through the fenced valley
I am on a lonely move...
In search of the priceless hope.
I am the lonely traveller,
And my journey is on the way…
There are burning nights ahead
And freezing daylights ….
I am feared under a Curve
Striving from all their approach..

                                                                                                     Nazrine Marvlz