Ambiguity .......................

Time has no time to wait for me
i have no notion to stop it for me
thought to act is dormant and calm
i have no spree to kindle and warm

Neither do i have something to desire??
nor do i have something to inspire,
challenges are far off from thought
yet fears are so close to heart

Time is what I have in my stand,
like the sand pouring out of hand
broken and shattered is the glass in stand
also the hope to hold the time ,like sand

Ambiguity persists in thought and act
it longs,exists and remains a fact
now time wants to stop for me
but what do i have ,worth a wait for it????
ambiguity is all what i have ,with me
what is ,worth a wait for it..................

Quiescent ire in hush.........

Amidst of busy life, there exists perilous silence of despair, dormant in action but eloquent in confusion. Rage of rising incompleteness in life takes over every thought of bliss leaving behind a muddle. Dejected is my quest for happiness as every thought dissolves in this silence leaving behind the translucence of cleaving void in life.
The triumph of despondence echoes in looming frustration ringing louder than ever………………………how do i quench my quiescent ire in hush?