#hydeye

"Three slivered colours contouring the wind. A flutter seeds the sky prayers woven in dark. Till the doppelgangers of dawn bring dew from lost eyes to make you squint. The fine print of capitalism is tattooed in your dreams. The landscape of your languor awaits filters to make it sell. The saffron taken from the blood of North and distilled, till it erupts as stones falling around buses to reclaim honour. The placid of the white for all the shrouds that men dying to mobs in streets will claim. And the green of the envy of the other that lives within, but was never with our withal to kin. Kin and kill. The Sisyphean fratricide writ in the spokes of the wheel that spins to wake and blink in the panopticon that shall measure our times and ilk. Raise the flags and let the games at gallows begin." ~daktar hyde #everydaysurreal #hydeye #republicday

"The skeleton arms arise like a maze that embrace you in their ravel, a dust stirs and grave settles once more. The body lies ensconced, a body awaiting a ghost; a seed awaiting the soil of spring chores. Grain by grain the earth shall chisel dreams to carve the sculpture of your longing, while you lie chanting the epitaphs till you will talk in echoes. Waking is remembrance, a piecing of history saved from the gushing drains of time. Soon the seconds will pour from the skies and little brooks shall soak the yellow pages of histories, mixing ink with blood. You gather the sinews, floating like paper boats in this pool; the bones will come to chalk the course destined. A moon unfurls like a sail catching a gust; your breaths come to rest like wreaths labyrinthine." ~daktar hyde #hydeye #everydaysurreal #teampixel_india #moon

"Coffee stained wings calm the tongue clicking it's claims on the roof of the mouth. The words lie prostate in protest at the barricading teeth; hostage and haven heaped along side. Touch pickets and poaches, eager emigrants folded and filed. You can find your story tucked in the archives. The big brother has uploaded all to cloud space; your virtual sentience searches the offline urns. You lie gathering dust in the ochre sunsets that taste of copper pennies. A grey screen flickers and you struggle to life; there are no afterlives online." ~daktar hyde #everydaysurreal #hydeye #punegram #teampixel

"You rise to see the graves glide like flames flickering at a mass; remembrance is a mirage after all. The seance rises like a gust till the candles twirl their wicks like skewers in the wind. The body rooted, stretches out in yearning. The night takes the soot and smears the ashes on your forehead. Your eyes close to the drizzle of flaking grey, a memory snows in your mind; her Kohl wrapped eyes that burnt like the sun. The burnished sky leans heavy with a sigh. A guttural gasp glows within your chest. You exhale to let go, but another breath drags you back to the heart shaped cage. Her name claws in blood in your lungs. The living don't escape; inhale." ~daktar hyde #everydaysurreal #hydeye #candles #2018

"In a blink you wish the night away, the call of the vortex slips in place in masquerade. The winds sweep like scythes, spinning the hourglass of time. Seconds like dust rise and become storms summoned from the beyond. An ache for that afterlife arises in your breast and you feel it's taste on your lips. Bitter almonds now sweet made. Your tongue lingers over the lips like a hesitant sigh at a tombstone. The stairs spiral away like unfounded moments, you kneel and caress her grave." ~daktar hyde #everydaysurreal #hydeye #teampixel_india #spiralstairs

"Tempted, you open the portal of ocean and step into its watery womb. The sky doesn't feel so far now after all as it descends all around you. Eyes open and flit away like bubbles of stolen air whispered as "Unbelong". The stars removed from skies ululate on the wayward waves mouthing the jamboree of fates. Their howling wind gathers a storm in the circles of your ears. Soon a funnel of fury shall ascend and you will like a conch become the call of the ocean. Your eyes dilate like whirlpools; the pupils become night incarnate." ~ daktar hyde #everydaysurreal #hydeye #teampixel #nightlights

"Insolvent Night inks stars With nostalgia's light And snuffs memory In the blazing blight Of dawn to rise From sacrificial fires Till a sky now lies Blued with amnesia And unknown delights Of sight that seeks New stories blind Till dusk shall fall Like a Sisyphean mind Looking for memories To furtively find Farewells instead Insolvent destined" ~daktar hyde #teampixel #hydeye #teampixel