This is about a lot of things... it's an epic poem...
The shackles of purgatory
Are tormenting my soul!
Let me devolve to you my story,
Of how in the human world I prowled!
A thirst to be unique has inhibited my heart,
But what a folly it was to quench it late only will I realize!
I explore the Earth’s resources, part by part,
And then I find the herb that helps me idealize.
So I use the herb and put forth my unique ideals,
But all they earn is the saliva of the ignorant around.
Don’t they understand how exquisite this feels?
These feelings, these thoughts, these unheard sounds!
Society throws at me its greatest insult,
When it sends me to a prison that tortures the mind!
But in that prison I begin a new cult,
Devoted to the green fumes, which embrace the mind!
Then comes a day when they invade my holy fortress,
And chain my neck with crude and cold heavy metal!
Among the invaders is a young lovely princess,
Her eyes like pearls, her hair fragrant, her ears like rose petals!
But from her twisted mouth come words of immense hurt,
‘Of you go away from this world, you are now in exile!’
They pierce a needle into my head that causes my fluids to spurt,
My mind arrested, my conscious stolen, I think I must rest for a while!
But when awake do I, I can feel my body float,
And ahead in the distance I can see the constant rotating earth!
What was it they put in me, what was that wretched antidote?
They have exiled me to the cosmos outside, with necessary supplies at dearth!
My thoughts slowly swim, as I swim around,
And then pull my hands into my enormous costume.
I place my palm on my chest to feel my heart pound,
I hear my hopeless mind, crying for the green holy fumes!
My costume so enormous, I move my hands in with ease,
As in my trouser pockets below, I find last week’s grass!
I let my tongue caress it as my mind is appeased,
Then I gulp down every fleck of it, as this abandonment I surpass!
Then below I move my hands reaching for it, ever so slowly reaching,
And begin the act of every man, who is devoid of basic necessity!
The figure of that princess reaching my mind, ever so slowly reaching,
Those words of hers now seem so sweet, those cruel words so pretty!
My body is in a state of ecstasy, conquered by pleasure,
Even in this helpless state, under this cosmotic pressure!
Then come the orgasmic feelings, these unfound treasures,
The same on Earth is never the same, when done for pointless leisure!
Here away from all mankind, these feelings my dear friends,
They make love to my mind, and espouse my hopeless existence!
Just like all else that has caused my weak mind to twist and bend,
Against you my friends, never will I show even an ounce of resistance!
Now slowly I can feel, the viscous liquid crawl onto my fingers,
It rises of my skin as in the absence of gravity, its adhesiveness is nullified!
In this transcended feeling, I see the moon in the distance linger,
Then I feel every part of this costume that has my body fortified!
The move of fatality is what I seek to do next,
As I begin the struggle, to push of that which holds my head.
The vacuum steals all forms of heat, my life is annexed,
My soul racing from my powdered body, in curiosity of what lay ahead!
The shackles of purgatory
Still tormenting my soul!
I have devolved to you my story,
Of how in the human world I prowled!
Saturday, December 20, 2008
Monday, December 8, 2008
Resplendence!
This is about the most beautiful lady I have ever seen in my entire life!!
Resplendence!
Her startling presence,
Her sweet fragrance,
Tickling my nerves in a playful fashion,
Her heart capturing eyes,
And lips that never lie,
Strengthen in me, to love her, the immense passion!
Imprisoning my heart,
From my love never to depart,
Her divine appearance caresses my feelings.
Like dispersed rays,
Propagating in numerous ways,
She enters my life and offers her love and emotional healing!
The touch of her skin,
Speaks of her unique kin,
That of angels who dwell in heaven, beautiful and magnificent!
Her soft exquisite smile,
Demonstrates the Almighty’s guile,
Perfection exalted in her, her brilliance outstanding and eminent!
Her elegant movements,
Leaves on my soul imprints,
Her delightful presence causing me forgetful and lost!
Lost in a distant world,
Where unfound treasures are unfurled,
Feelings so many, pleasant and comforting, all limits to joy crossed!
My mind bedazzled,
My thought process hassled,
I am a captive of this extraordinary resplendence!
Trapped in her gaze,
Caught in her divine blaze,
Astonishment at her Elysian beauty cause, my feelings in transcendence!
Resplendence!
Her startling presence,
Her sweet fragrance,
Tickling my nerves in a playful fashion,
Her heart capturing eyes,
And lips that never lie,
Strengthen in me, to love her, the immense passion!
Imprisoning my heart,
From my love never to depart,
Her divine appearance caresses my feelings.
Like dispersed rays,
Propagating in numerous ways,
She enters my life and offers her love and emotional healing!
The touch of her skin,
Speaks of her unique kin,
That of angels who dwell in heaven, beautiful and magnificent!
Her soft exquisite smile,
Demonstrates the Almighty’s guile,
Perfection exalted in her, her brilliance outstanding and eminent!
Her elegant movements,
Leaves on my soul imprints,
Her delightful presence causing me forgetful and lost!
Lost in a distant world,
Where unfound treasures are unfurled,
Feelings so many, pleasant and comforting, all limits to joy crossed!
My mind bedazzled,
My thought process hassled,
I am a captive of this extraordinary resplendence!
Trapped in her gaze,
Caught in her divine blaze,
Astonishment at her Elysian beauty cause, my feelings in transcendence!
Sunday, December 7, 2008
Liquid Haze
Notice the irony in the last line of this poem
Liquid Haze
In the evening twilight,
My mood excited and bright,
Cruising with my heart-bound comrades ever so slowly,
Voices storming the air,
In the witch’s lair,
Before stagnant waters, I feel every part of my body wholly!
I look behind,
To surprisingly find,
A dimly moonlit path with yellowed leaves strewn around,
I rub my dazed eyes,
And watch various insects fly,
As it is my immobile head which they have chosen to surround.
At a tree’s shadow I gaze,
In this vague distorted haze,
Of the resemblance of a witch’s hand, on the surface of the water,
Influenced by laze,
My mind in a maze,
Racing through my thoughts, as fast as a well-trained trotter!
I exchange words of null sense,
But with expressions gravely immense,
With all those beside me who in a similar state as mine!
Raging is the chill,
That causes my body still,
As I watch the reflection of the moonlight on water which in symmetric lines!
The ripples caused by a stone,
Cause the pond to drone,
As I feel the movement of every ripple trigger senses new to me!
The starlit sky above,
In unison with this filled trough,
Game with my tampered mind in a careless aggressive spree!
Liquid Haze,
I name this phase,
In which explores a new world, my curious searching mind.
A world of twists,
Clouded by thick mists,
I am transported by thin ripples, for more of this world to find!
I rise up to leave,
As my body in a struggle I heave,
And retreat from this lost world of extreme obscurity.
The rustling trees stand in guard,
To honor the presence of a romantic bard,
As I exit this labyrinth and my mind’s most favored form of security!
Liquid Haze
In the evening twilight,
My mood excited and bright,
Cruising with my heart-bound comrades ever so slowly,
Voices storming the air,
In the witch’s lair,
Before stagnant waters, I feel every part of my body wholly!
I look behind,
To surprisingly find,
A dimly moonlit path with yellowed leaves strewn around,
I rub my dazed eyes,
And watch various insects fly,
As it is my immobile head which they have chosen to surround.
At a tree’s shadow I gaze,
In this vague distorted haze,
Of the resemblance of a witch’s hand, on the surface of the water,
Influenced by laze,
My mind in a maze,
Racing through my thoughts, as fast as a well-trained trotter!
I exchange words of null sense,
But with expressions gravely immense,
With all those beside me who in a similar state as mine!
Raging is the chill,
That causes my body still,
As I watch the reflection of the moonlight on water which in symmetric lines!
The ripples caused by a stone,
Cause the pond to drone,
As I feel the movement of every ripple trigger senses new to me!
The starlit sky above,
In unison with this filled trough,
Game with my tampered mind in a careless aggressive spree!
Liquid Haze,
I name this phase,
In which explores a new world, my curious searching mind.
A world of twists,
Clouded by thick mists,
I am transported by thin ripples, for more of this world to find!
I rise up to leave,
As my body in a struggle I heave,
And retreat from this lost world of extreme obscurity.
The rustling trees stand in guard,
To honor the presence of a romantic bard,
As I exit this labyrinth and my mind’s most favored form of security!
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The Desert Dweller
Have you ever wondered what great an evil could it be that would actually convince a person to commit murder? Do you ever wonder how it would be if the whole world abandoned you? What is it like to be lonely? I have never experienced any of these things, but I put myself in such a situation and I think I've come up with one of my best metaphorical works.
The Desert Dweller
The wind blowing hard,
My flesh dry and scarred,
Isolated from the world of men I sit down to weep.
The sky my dear friend,
With whom quality time I spend,
From this cruel abandonment great wisdom I begin to reap!
Not even a shot,
With which death I could’ve bought,
Is with me to use and be delivered from this sorrow.
Neither the dunes all around,
Nor the storming wind whistling sounds,
Care to spare a moment, for my attention to borrow!
Hear me I plead,
My body aches, my mind bleeds,
The wretched thieves have left me alone to perish!
Without what I sought,
Desolated and left to rot,
Afflicted by loneliness and my heart fatally blemished!
With the pain of defeat,
I walk this desolated street,
Filled with unleveled sand, that stimulates soreness in my feet.
The hot sun devastating,
Discomfort in me inflating,
To the merciless Earth below me I am naught but a hearty treat!
I am a portrayal of gloom,
Wished by many to soon meet my doom,
For not a soul wishes my comradeship, considered am I worthless.
A lone wanderer gone astray,
Seeking, for light in the day,
Darkness my conqueror, tormenting me, destroying me, my refrain useless!
Up ahead a pool I sight,
And run with haste and desperate might,
Only to learn that my mind has weakened enough to trust illusions!
The desert to me so delude,
Merciless and intensely rude,
My mortal body the primary victim of the fierce desert’s contusions!
I lay down in misery,
Drenched in memories of dreadful treachery,
The disrespect to faithfully made oaths has ruptured my blind heart!
The scorching sun on my naked back,
Basic nutrition my dying body lacks,
Crawling on the hostile ground, a pathetic cry I slowly start.
I am naught but a contemptible soul,
On whom betrayal has taken its toll,
I pray for deliverance with severe faith, hoping, waiting!
Come will a day when I shall smile,
Walking in peace on heaven’s aisle,
Till then I shall pray with severe faith, always hoping, always waiting!
The Desert Dweller
The wind blowing hard,
My flesh dry and scarred,
Isolated from the world of men I sit down to weep.
The sky my dear friend,
With whom quality time I spend,
From this cruel abandonment great wisdom I begin to reap!
Not even a shot,
With which death I could’ve bought,
Is with me to use and be delivered from this sorrow.
Neither the dunes all around,
Nor the storming wind whistling sounds,
Care to spare a moment, for my attention to borrow!
Hear me I plead,
My body aches, my mind bleeds,
The wretched thieves have left me alone to perish!
Without what I sought,
Desolated and left to rot,
Afflicted by loneliness and my heart fatally blemished!
With the pain of defeat,
I walk this desolated street,
Filled with unleveled sand, that stimulates soreness in my feet.
The hot sun devastating,
Discomfort in me inflating,
To the merciless Earth below me I am naught but a hearty treat!
I am a portrayal of gloom,
Wished by many to soon meet my doom,
For not a soul wishes my comradeship, considered am I worthless.
A lone wanderer gone astray,
Seeking, for light in the day,
Darkness my conqueror, tormenting me, destroying me, my refrain useless!
Up ahead a pool I sight,
And run with haste and desperate might,
Only to learn that my mind has weakened enough to trust illusions!
The desert to me so delude,
Merciless and intensely rude,
My mortal body the primary victim of the fierce desert’s contusions!
I lay down in misery,
Drenched in memories of dreadful treachery,
The disrespect to faithfully made oaths has ruptured my blind heart!
The scorching sun on my naked back,
Basic nutrition my dying body lacks,
Crawling on the hostile ground, a pathetic cry I slowly start.
I am naught but a contemptible soul,
On whom betrayal has taken its toll,
I pray for deliverance with severe faith, hoping, waiting!
Come will a day when I shall smile,
Walking in peace on heaven’s aisle,
Till then I shall pray with severe faith, always hoping, always waiting!
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
In Dark Waters
Take some time, don't think too hard, but feel every line and come to a conclusion of what this collection of verses is trying to portray
In Dark Waters
In this dark path,
In this wet bath,
My instinct is to swim forward.
Millions like me,
In a rapid flurry,
The little prey ahead we move toward.
To my prey I am linked,
As I react to instinct,
And swim ahead with uttermost determination.
Many around die,
After they have desperately tried,
To find the prey we all seek, our final destination.
Now slowly I crawl,
Hindered by adhesive walls,
As I reach the big hollow, that nurtures the fruit.
I carefully enter,
And swim towards the center,
Exploring private territories like an ill-mannered brute.
Looking up from the middle,
I try solving the riddle,
Of where located is the treasure that I seek.
Blindly I swim up,
The walls of this cup,
So wet, so hindering, causing me weak.
My senses begin to work,
Somewhere close does my prey lurk,
In a determined effort I give all in me and move ahead.
With utmost care I move,
As this is severely behoove,
If recklessly proceed do I, the sticky walls, me, would behead!
Dark it is in here,
But my task is clear,
Faster I move, closer towards this journey’s end.
Others beside moving quick,
Few absorbed by the walls, few sick,
But I move now with extreme vigor, all my energy I am made to spend!
Hindering liquid in my way,
My body is battered and frayed,
Victory in this race is what I desperately seek.
Fighting hard in pain,
Against the liquid my bane,
I journey forth in my last effort, though survival looks bleak!
Finally I see the prey,
Ahead in my path she lays,
I pounce onto her walls and begin a new venture.
Into the walls of my mate,
I slowly penetrate,
I enter inside, victorious and happy, preparing for the next adventure!
In Dark Waters
In this dark path,
In this wet bath,
My instinct is to swim forward.
Millions like me,
In a rapid flurry,
The little prey ahead we move toward.
To my prey I am linked,
As I react to instinct,
And swim ahead with uttermost determination.
Many around die,
After they have desperately tried,
To find the prey we all seek, our final destination.
Now slowly I crawl,
Hindered by adhesive walls,
As I reach the big hollow, that nurtures the fruit.
I carefully enter,
And swim towards the center,
Exploring private territories like an ill-mannered brute.
Looking up from the middle,
I try solving the riddle,
Of where located is the treasure that I seek.
Blindly I swim up,
The walls of this cup,
So wet, so hindering, causing me weak.
My senses begin to work,
Somewhere close does my prey lurk,
In a determined effort I give all in me and move ahead.
With utmost care I move,
As this is severely behoove,
If recklessly proceed do I, the sticky walls, me, would behead!
Dark it is in here,
But my task is clear,
Faster I move, closer towards this journey’s end.
Others beside moving quick,
Few absorbed by the walls, few sick,
But I move now with extreme vigor, all my energy I am made to spend!
Hindering liquid in my way,
My body is battered and frayed,
Victory in this race is what I desperately seek.
Fighting hard in pain,
Against the liquid my bane,
I journey forth in my last effort, though survival looks bleak!
Finally I see the prey,
Ahead in my path she lays,
I pounce onto her walls and begin a new venture.
Into the walls of my mate,
I slowly penetrate,
I enter inside, victorious and happy, preparing for the next adventure!
Friday, November 28, 2008
Tears In A Flame
This year has turned out to be one of terror for India!!!!!
Attacks throughout the year, ranging from bomb blasts to shootouts, there's no denying the fact that my nation is experiencing hell!!!!!!!
What we must all understand is that caste, race, creed and other such divisions are not our enemies, but terrorism!!!! Terrorism is our one enemy we must all unite against, in a peaceful and sensible manner!!!!!!!!!
Tears in a Flame
A sight of the wounded,
I am astounded,
He who dwells above, where are you?
My people in misery,
Victimized by terror and trickery,
The promises of hell have been made true!
The fire has made its mark,
This nation a fortress so stark,
My heart weeps in hopeless endless anguish!
The hurt is running deep,
Into the hearts of the billion that weep,
Will ever a time come for this wretchedness to diminish!
‘Father, Father’, I hear them cry,
‘Where are you? Am I going to die?’
Will ever an answer come is not in my knowing!
But the hope of this hurt billion,
Is in the unison of its diversities that are a trillion,
And then we shall feel the wind of change blowing!
Blood splattered in a flurry,
Death spreading in a hurry,
Only a few there are to care but many with words to say!
Wise fools I say,
With words they know to play,
Manipulate, cheat, and tamper with our lives like clay!
Immune am I now,
To this red air that sweeps my brow,
Will this disaster ever end? Will this curtain ever close?
Injustice in abundance,
Yet not a soul in penitence,
Hell is raging, waiting to enter, at my nation’s doors!
Dear ones we have lost,
To this reborn holocaust,
Is this the beginning of love’s very end!
‘Where is love?’
I cry to Him above,
Is this an evil so great nothing can ever mend!
Listen to me now,
This red ground we must plough,
And plant seeds of love that shall spring up in glorious splendor!
I stand against all
Who work for my nation’s fall!
Now we shall start, against this evil, a new vigorous honest agenda!
Tears we have shed,
Words of hate we have said,
But the time has now come for good sense to prevail!
Divisions set apart,
A new world we shall start,
With this horrific flame extinguished and all evil made pale!
A new dawn shall awaken,
But in long time I reckon,
And the wind shall blow with the fragrance of peace!
Till that day I wait,
Praying for our fate,
Shedding tears in this flame and never at ease!
Attacks throughout the year, ranging from bomb blasts to shootouts, there's no denying the fact that my nation is experiencing hell!!!!!!!
What we must all understand is that caste, race, creed and other such divisions are not our enemies, but terrorism!!!! Terrorism is our one enemy we must all unite against, in a peaceful and sensible manner!!!!!!!!!
Tears in a Flame
A sight of the wounded,
I am astounded,
He who dwells above, where are you?
My people in misery,
Victimized by terror and trickery,
The promises of hell have been made true!
The fire has made its mark,
This nation a fortress so stark,
My heart weeps in hopeless endless anguish!
The hurt is running deep,
Into the hearts of the billion that weep,
Will ever a time come for this wretchedness to diminish!
‘Father, Father’, I hear them cry,
‘Where are you? Am I going to die?’
Will ever an answer come is not in my knowing!
But the hope of this hurt billion,
Is in the unison of its diversities that are a trillion,
And then we shall feel the wind of change blowing!
Blood splattered in a flurry,
Death spreading in a hurry,
Only a few there are to care but many with words to say!
Wise fools I say,
With words they know to play,
Manipulate, cheat, and tamper with our lives like clay!
Immune am I now,
To this red air that sweeps my brow,
Will this disaster ever end? Will this curtain ever close?
Injustice in abundance,
Yet not a soul in penitence,
Hell is raging, waiting to enter, at my nation’s doors!
Dear ones we have lost,
To this reborn holocaust,
Is this the beginning of love’s very end!
‘Where is love?’
I cry to Him above,
Is this an evil so great nothing can ever mend!
Listen to me now,
This red ground we must plough,
And plant seeds of love that shall spring up in glorious splendor!
I stand against all
Who work for my nation’s fall!
Now we shall start, against this evil, a new vigorous honest agenda!
Tears we have shed,
Words of hate we have said,
But the time has now come for good sense to prevail!
Divisions set apart,
A new world we shall start,
With this horrific flame extinguished and all evil made pale!
A new dawn shall awaken,
But in long time I reckon,
And the wind shall blow with the fragrance of peace!
Till that day I wait,
Praying for our fate,
Shedding tears in this flame and never at ease!
Monday, November 24, 2008
The Angel
Cancer is a disease that torments it's victims physically, mentally, emotionally, spiritually and in many cases socially.... It takes a lot out of someone to actually accept the disease.....
We see families of cancer patients torn apart!!!!!
One evening I just decided to put myself in the position of a cancer patient and look at life from that perspective............
I did what I do best to express my feelings, sat down and wrote.......
Click on the link below to read THE ANGEL
THE ANGEL
We see families of cancer patients torn apart!!!!!
One evening I just decided to put myself in the position of a cancer patient and look at life from that perspective............
I did what I do best to express my feelings, sat down and wrote.......
Click on the link below to read THE ANGEL
THE ANGEL
Sunday, November 23, 2008
Suicidal Dilemma
I believe suicide is the most idiotic thing someone could do... It's the act of a coward, an outlet for depression.......
The truth is there are a million other alternatives to let out your depression, killing yourself???? that's foolish!!!!
Ever wondered what the mindset of someone on the verge of suicide is????
Suicidal Dilemma
Where is courage? My heart in abandonment,
Where is love? This world has put me through merciless torment!
Where are they, who said beside me present they always will be?
Here today when neck embraces rope, and from this world I shall be free
My fingers in a quiver, rest unknown to them,
In a minute my neck shall crack like a thin young stem.
A drop of sweat electrifies my spine,
A voice in my head, “Everything will be fine”.
Daddy where are you? Have I let you down?
Mother I love you, was I the reason you always frowned?
Father in heaven, your son is returning,
From this world of sin that has my soul burning.
Those who found joy in all my sorrow,
Shall rejoice in this moment and my funeral tomorrow.
What am I doing? Dad? Mum?
Would they celebrate my act with a glass of rum?
Never before have I sought refuge in a rope,
But now it feels so friendly, for with this world I cannot cope.
A cowardly act, all refer to this,
But there’s so much behind it that they all miss!
One last time, I intoxicate myself with the grass of heaven,
And recollect the times I’ve done the same, seventy times seven!
The end is near and my heart is conquered by fear,
My breath fades…. somewhere in the distance. Weeping? Tears?
The truth is there are a million other alternatives to let out your depression, killing yourself???? that's foolish!!!!
Ever wondered what the mindset of someone on the verge of suicide is????
Suicidal Dilemma
Where is courage? My heart in abandonment,
Where is love? This world has put me through merciless torment!
Where are they, who said beside me present they always will be?
Here today when neck embraces rope, and from this world I shall be free
My fingers in a quiver, rest unknown to them,
In a minute my neck shall crack like a thin young stem.
A drop of sweat electrifies my spine,
A voice in my head, “Everything will be fine”.
Daddy where are you? Have I let you down?
Mother I love you, was I the reason you always frowned?
Father in heaven, your son is returning,
From this world of sin that has my soul burning.
Those who found joy in all my sorrow,
Shall rejoice in this moment and my funeral tomorrow.
What am I doing? Dad? Mum?
Would they celebrate my act with a glass of rum?
Never before have I sought refuge in a rope,
But now it feels so friendly, for with this world I cannot cope.
A cowardly act, all refer to this,
But there’s so much behind it that they all miss!
One last time, I intoxicate myself with the grass of heaven,
And recollect the times I’ve done the same, seventy times seven!
The end is near and my heart is conquered by fear,
My breath fades…. somewhere in the distance. Weeping? Tears?
Wednesday, November 19, 2008
TRIP - Temporary Rest In Peace
TRIP - Temporary Rest IN Peace
In the plot where the breathless lay last,
Buried in boxes deep down and now are the past
I inhale the fumes that my mind desires
Slowly I ascend, but my body tires
Crosses around me fixed on tombstones,
This land cursed by tears of them who mourned.
Pick do I a comfortable and large tombstone,
And make it my backrest, till for this act I atone
The RIP on every tombstone dazzles my mind,
And causes a state of paranoia till mental stability I can find
Illusions of mourners play with my eyes,
The tears on their cheeks, their hopeless cries!
The fumes I crave for swim in my head,
My eyes are bloodshot, my brain half-dead.
I run my hand across the smooth stone below,
My body absorbs its heat from head to toe.
The wind lashes hard across my dazed face,
The invisible wind my bloody eyes chase!
What a wonderful world, so light, so serene,
I see two worlds! In which am I? In between!
I drift away into a dream-soaked sleep,
On my flat hard tombstone bed, peacefully asleep!
My thoughts run wild to cause vague complex dreams,
Those not of sense, but cause feelings in me of extremes!
A bird chirping in the far of distance,
Breaks my sleep which was of great persistence!
My fingers rub my bedazzled eyes,
Still unstable, I hear those non-existent cries!
Slowly as ever the sounds fade away,
As I regain composure on the tombstone I lay.
I look up at the blue sky, decorated with ribbons white,
I walk back into the living world where nothing feels right!
In the plot where the breathless lay last,
Buried in boxes deep down and now are the past
I inhale the fumes that my mind desires
Slowly I ascend, but my body tires
Crosses around me fixed on tombstones,
This land cursed by tears of them who mourned.
Pick do I a comfortable and large tombstone,
And make it my backrest, till for this act I atone
The RIP on every tombstone dazzles my mind,
And causes a state of paranoia till mental stability I can find
Illusions of mourners play with my eyes,
The tears on their cheeks, their hopeless cries!
The fumes I crave for swim in my head,
My eyes are bloodshot, my brain half-dead.
I run my hand across the smooth stone below,
My body absorbs its heat from head to toe.
The wind lashes hard across my dazed face,
The invisible wind my bloody eyes chase!
What a wonderful world, so light, so serene,
I see two worlds! In which am I? In between!
I drift away into a dream-soaked sleep,
On my flat hard tombstone bed, peacefully asleep!
My thoughts run wild to cause vague complex dreams,
Those not of sense, but cause feelings in me of extremes!
A bird chirping in the far of distance,
Breaks my sleep which was of great persistence!
My fingers rub my bedazzled eyes,
Still unstable, I hear those non-existent cries!
Slowly as ever the sounds fade away,
As I regain composure on the tombstone I lay.
I look up at the blue sky, decorated with ribbons white,
I walk back into the living world where nothing feels right!
Love???????
Certain experiences in life have put me in a situation where I've been banged with a straight forward question....... What the hell is Love???
There are times in life when we're struck by a thunderbolt, and we fall madly in love. You look into this person's eyes, and every part of your conscious is shouting loudly from inside saying this is your SOULMATE!!!!!!!!
One major realization I made is time can be inversely as well as directly proportional to your feelings.... Your in a relationship, and well time goes on and the feelings get stronger, if it's not working out, yeah the feelings get weaker, I hope you've understood my point....
Anyway, when you're in this unbelievable relationship when everything seems so perfect, a stupid thing like caste or religion comes in the way!!!!!!!
You're partner decides to end the relationship just cause he or she's worried about the future and what's going to happen cause the both of you'll are from two totally different communities.... (Damn! things like these act like scissors tearing your heart into pieces!)
Anyway, you tell yourself you're going to respect you're partner's decision,
"Alright sweetheart, I guess you're right, I love you, and I respect what you've decided".
Ok, well now we're just friends! But guess what, it's so damn hard this way!!!!!
Every minute I'm thinking, thinking, thinking and still thinking of her....!!!!!
There are times when I run upto my terrace, lie down on a tank, and wonder if there's a heaven above!!!!! "God! When I looked into her eyes, I could hear you saying, this is your SOUL MATE!!!!! And at that moment God, I knew everything in my life made sense!!!! But now, what have you done!!! Things are so vague! I can't think straight, everything's blown out of proportion!!!! Help me God, don't abandon me, I'm scared!!!!!!"
One thing I've never understood in life is how such an amazing thing as Love could get all screwed up just cause two people are from whole different communities!
Didn't God make love for everyone !!!!!!!!!!!
Come on, love has no restrictions!!!!!
Caste, Creed, religion, language???
Aren't these divisions which man carved???
Isn't love something made in heaven???
Why should we give up something as true as love for something as false as caste, creed and all that crap!!!!!!
My ship's been wrecked, and I'm working hard to get the sails up again,
courage and hope have abandoned me and all I seek for now is security!
My ship's been wrecked but it hasn't begun to sink yet, my love's as strong as it ever was...... I believe that true love once begun never ends and lasts for all eternity!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
There are times in life when we're struck by a thunderbolt, and we fall madly in love. You look into this person's eyes, and every part of your conscious is shouting loudly from inside saying this is your SOULMATE!!!!!!!!
One major realization I made is time can be inversely as well as directly proportional to your feelings.... Your in a relationship, and well time goes on and the feelings get stronger, if it's not working out, yeah the feelings get weaker, I hope you've understood my point....
Anyway, when you're in this unbelievable relationship when everything seems so perfect, a stupid thing like caste or religion comes in the way!!!!!!!
You're partner decides to end the relationship just cause he or she's worried about the future and what's going to happen cause the both of you'll are from two totally different communities.... (Damn! things like these act like scissors tearing your heart into pieces!)
Anyway, you tell yourself you're going to respect you're partner's decision,
"Alright sweetheart, I guess you're right, I love you, and I respect what you've decided".
Ok, well now we're just friends! But guess what, it's so damn hard this way!!!!!
Every minute I'm thinking, thinking, thinking and still thinking of her....!!!!!
There are times when I run upto my terrace, lie down on a tank, and wonder if there's a heaven above!!!!! "God! When I looked into her eyes, I could hear you saying, this is your SOUL MATE!!!!! And at that moment God, I knew everything in my life made sense!!!! But now, what have you done!!! Things are so vague! I can't think straight, everything's blown out of proportion!!!! Help me God, don't abandon me, I'm scared!!!!!!"
One thing I've never understood in life is how such an amazing thing as Love could get all screwed up just cause two people are from whole different communities!
Didn't God make love for everyone !!!!!!!!!!!
Come on, love has no restrictions!!!!!
Caste, Creed, religion, language???
Aren't these divisions which man carved???
Isn't love something made in heaven???
Why should we give up something as true as love for something as false as caste, creed and all that crap!!!!!!
My ship's been wrecked, and I'm working hard to get the sails up again,
courage and hope have abandoned me and all I seek for now is security!
My ship's been wrecked but it hasn't begun to sink yet, my love's as strong as it ever was...... I believe that true love once begun never ends and lasts for all eternity!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
A Lover's Song
A Lover's Song
When forged was the Earth by He who is seated on heaven’s throne,
Already present was love, the most marvelous creation ever known.
Love formed the basis of all creation,
And love still is all mankind’s foundation!
Love dwells not in the hearts that desire only earthly pleasures,
Love believes not in limits, divisions and materialistic treasures.
Love seeks those with hearts brave and strong,
Once created love ends not and lasts forever long!
Love is constant, love accords not to the foolish beliefs of man,
Love is constant, love divides not on basis of caste, creed and clan!
Love is constant, love is victimized not by the changes of time,
Love is constant, love believes not in human logic, reason and rhyme!
Love between two lies in comfort and security,
Love that is true portrays honesty and purity!
Love is not for the mind that works on reason and rationality,
Love is for the heart that hopes when to hope, is to reason a brutality!
Offer your heart not to those who capture your eye,
For the attraction of the eye is where evil does pry!
Love is true only when constancy is present and portrayed,
Love is pure, so don’t fail it to leave your lover broken and dismayed!
Love is precious and divine, deserving of respect,
Hearts that glorify love are purged of sin and made perfect!
Love lies everywhere, in relationship, marriage, family and friendship,
And teaches us the right solution to all our life’s hardships!
To love is good, so love well, and cheat not love,
For love bears the eyes of heaven, and the figure of the white dove!
Love is pure, so treat it well and let it not to the evils of this world,
Love is good, so love well, and see the joys of life get unfurled!
Screamjack
When forged was the Earth by He who is seated on heaven’s throne,
Already present was love, the most marvelous creation ever known.
Love formed the basis of all creation,
And love still is all mankind’s foundation!
Love dwells not in the hearts that desire only earthly pleasures,
Love believes not in limits, divisions and materialistic treasures.
Love seeks those with hearts brave and strong,
Once created love ends not and lasts forever long!
Love is constant, love accords not to the foolish beliefs of man,
Love is constant, love divides not on basis of caste, creed and clan!
Love is constant, love is victimized not by the changes of time,
Love is constant, love believes not in human logic, reason and rhyme!
Love between two lies in comfort and security,
Love that is true portrays honesty and purity!
Love is not for the mind that works on reason and rationality,
Love is for the heart that hopes when to hope, is to reason a brutality!
Offer your heart not to those who capture your eye,
For the attraction of the eye is where evil does pry!
Love is true only when constancy is present and portrayed,
Love is pure, so don’t fail it to leave your lover broken and dismayed!
Love is precious and divine, deserving of respect,
Hearts that glorify love are purged of sin and made perfect!
Love lies everywhere, in relationship, marriage, family and friendship,
And teaches us the right solution to all our life’s hardships!
To love is good, so love well, and cheat not love,
For love bears the eyes of heaven, and the figure of the white dove!
Love is pure, so treat it well and let it not to the evils of this world,
Love is good, so love well, and see the joys of life get unfurled!
Screamjack
Scrumptious Serenity
Scrumptious Serenity
My feet make their way towards the holy seat of the green land of peace,
My body craves for the consumption of its peace-giver.
My comrades await, my fellowship, my brotherhood,
The stairway to heaven gripped in their hands which are in a dynamic quiver
I sight their eyes, which in a bloody red shade,
Feel so hopeless, but yet so peaceful
The rings of smoke in the air above fade,
And the brotherhood proceed with their act, so willful
The little roll of heavenly agricultural produce is devolved to me
My fingers accept it with null amount of refrain
And I support the roll ‘tween my trembling lips
As I drag in ample amounts of my body’s bane
I feel it, I feel it, I feel it travel in my very blood,
I am no more in the world I dwell in, nay!
A distance, between me and reality, a distance so galactic,
My mind is lost in memories of former days!
My vision sways, my eyes yet stationary stay,
My mind is incapacitated of activity!
I cannot think, I am lost, am I standing? Am I sitting?
My entire self, mind, body and soul, held in captivity!
A brother beside me speaks to me in a tone of peace,
My lips begin a hopeless mission to give a proper reply.
Was I heard? Was I not? I wish to know! Please!
I pick up another roll, my brain is shedding tears, need more supply!
My vision is blurring, a feeling of ascent in my feet,
Yes, the foremost section of my journey arrives, Purple Haze in my brain!
My head sways in non-uniform rotational motion,
An unexplainable peace in my mind, yes it is this that I set out to attain!
The peace remains, my unstable physical status maintained,
My journey has reached its most anticipated peak!
My mind races now, I feel the wind lashing hard on my face,
I feel the presence of those beside me! My lips move, I speak!
Screamjack
My feet make their way towards the holy seat of the green land of peace,
My body craves for the consumption of its peace-giver.
My comrades await, my fellowship, my brotherhood,
The stairway to heaven gripped in their hands which are in a dynamic quiver
I sight their eyes, which in a bloody red shade,
Feel so hopeless, but yet so peaceful
The rings of smoke in the air above fade,
And the brotherhood proceed with their act, so willful
The little roll of heavenly agricultural produce is devolved to me
My fingers accept it with null amount of refrain
And I support the roll ‘tween my trembling lips
As I drag in ample amounts of my body’s bane
I feel it, I feel it, I feel it travel in my very blood,
I am no more in the world I dwell in, nay!
A distance, between me and reality, a distance so galactic,
My mind is lost in memories of former days!
My vision sways, my eyes yet stationary stay,
My mind is incapacitated of activity!
I cannot think, I am lost, am I standing? Am I sitting?
My entire self, mind, body and soul, held in captivity!
A brother beside me speaks to me in a tone of peace,
My lips begin a hopeless mission to give a proper reply.
Was I heard? Was I not? I wish to know! Please!
I pick up another roll, my brain is shedding tears, need more supply!
My vision is blurring, a feeling of ascent in my feet,
Yes, the foremost section of my journey arrives, Purple Haze in my brain!
My head sways in non-uniform rotational motion,
An unexplainable peace in my mind, yes it is this that I set out to attain!
The peace remains, my unstable physical status maintained,
My journey has reached its most anticipated peak!
My mind races now, I feel the wind lashing hard on my face,
I feel the presence of those beside me! My lips move, I speak!
Screamjack
Pleasure Of DECEIT
Pleasure Of Deceit
Pure I arrived in this beautiful world,
Sin bought my heart and scourged it, my weaknesses have unfurled.
Worthless am I, yet with a worthy task at hand,
The task to undergo purgation from sin and with victory stand!
But I am weak, Weak! Weak! Weak!
Chance of victory looks bleak! Yes! Bleak!
I am a captive, captive of this world!
My journey has begun! To cleanse my heart, the blackened pearl!
Perpetual is the path that lies ahead,
Thorny and filled with deceitful diversions. My heart lies in dread!
Hope seems to have abandoned me!
Yet I feel strong! Something resides within me!
A weapon! Invisible! Invincible!
Yes! Faith I have! Unmatchable!
Wait! The fruit that dwell beside the thorns tempt me!
The fruit so attractive, the thorns I do not see!
I consume the fruit, Delectable!
I feel pain, my body aches, venomous deceitful fruit! Despicable!
I drop the fruit, my palm is wounded!
Blood flows out of the deep wound, I am astounded!
The thorns! Blinded with desire was I, the thorns I didn’t see
The fruit I picked disregarding the thorns, the wound conquers me!
A mysterious voice penetrates my mind,
Urging me to pick more of the fruit, every single one I can find!
And thus I am taken captive by the mysterious voice of evil in me
The more fruit I consume, the more the fruit consumes me.
Hope is lost, bitter death is a surety
The thorns penetrate deeper, and still the fruit control me with commanding authority
Just when the anguish arrives at its peak,
And my proud arrogant heart admits it is weak!
I remember the weapon! Invisible! Invincible!
I use it! Faith! Its wonders unbelievable!
I am saved! I continue journeying along the path of deceit,
The path in which lurks evil, waiting to rejoice in my defeat!
The false pleasures of the path turn me into a vile contemptible wraith!
Yet, when all hope is lost, with me lies a weapon of unconquerable strength, Faith!
Screamjack
Alright! I guess you would have got an idea of what this one's trying to reveal.
It tries to portray a journey through which a person addicted to drugs normally goes through. Alright, since this poem is narrated in first person, I'll refer to the narrator as narrator! So, the narrator speaks about how he arrives in this world with a pure heart and how he is captured and scourged and tormented by sin. And gradually he starts to speak about the path of deceit, that is of course the path we call Life! Previously to this he explains how his chances of revival after the defeat to sin look very bleak and how he begins his journey to cleanse his heart from sin! Like he says in the first stanza... Purgation from sin!
In the second stanza he puts his point across very clearly that he is a captive of sin and we have the metaphor of Blackened Pearl which of course refers to his heart. So from this last line of the second stanza we are made to understand that we arrived as pure hearted men in this world, and our hearts which were pearl white have been blackened by sin!
Now, the journey through the path of deceit begins in the third stanza. The narrator says the path is thorny and filled with deceitful diversions! Now the thorns refer to the hardships of life and the deceitful diversions are the shortcuts we try to take in life but well end up totally in the wrong destination!
And in the end of the stanza the narrator exclaims that something resides within him! Something like a force.
In the beginning of the next stanza he says it's a weapon, meaning a weapon against sin, one that is invisible and invincible! And he goes on to say that this weapon is faith! But then he sights attractive fruit that are next to the thorns and he is overcome with temptation to eat the fruit for it looks delicious. This is an indirect comparison to the fruit of the evil world(drugs and other addictive things) that men are lured to. The fruit is so attractive that the narrator forgets the harmful thorns and he walks to the fruit and picks it and eats it and exclaims that it is a delectable!... Over here it is brought out that initially a person who has tried out a drug finds it very amusing and starts to love it!
Now the narrator exclaims that he feels pain! An ache in his body and he throws insults at the fruit terming it as venomous and despicable! This is how a person who has done a drug realizes that it causes more problems than pleasures and regrets ever doing the drug.
The narrator then drops the fruit and realizes he has been wounded deeply by the thorn and so deep was his desire to eat the fruit that he was unaware of the thorns. This refers to how a person realizes that the consumption of drugs is causing a lot of harm to his body and a lot of social problems as well.
The narrator then says a mysterious voice is in him which urges him to eat more of the fruit.
This is a reference to how even if a person desires to stop his or her bad habits when he or she realize that it is causing a lot of problems, the are unable to and are controlled by an involuntary force within them which is the strong addiction to the drug. The narrator then talks about how he has been taken captive by the fruit and how the thorns continue to torment him mercilessly. He goes on to say the more of the fruit i consume, the more the fruit consumes me!!!!!! This explains how the more a person indulges in drugs, the more control the drug gets of the person and it becomes almost impossible and hopeless for the person to free himself of the addiction. Then the narrator explains how is assured of death and how the thorns pierce him deeper. This refers to all the physical problems caused by the drugs to a person and how death looks certain and even in this hopeless situation the person cannot free himself of the addiction, this is a reference to when the narrator says and still the fruit control me with commanding authority!
Then the narrator explains how at the peak of the tormenting anguish, and when his heart in all it's pride and arrogance admits it is weak, he finally remembers his unconquerable weapon called Faith and how it helps to free him from the thorn and fruit! This is a reference to how on the verge of death, all hope is not lost and one who turns to faith will be saved! Then the narrator in the last stanza explains how even though he has been saved this one time, ahead in the path lurks evil waiting to rejoice in his defeat! This refers to how even once a person is freed from addiction, he is always under constant threat of getting addicted again and only if remains strong in faith will he be free of he evils of this world forever!
In the end the narrator explains of how the deceitful gifts of the path turn him into a hopeless wraith(definition: A wraith is an apparition of a person, living or dead, that may appear shortly before or after death. The appearance of a wraith is often considered to be an omen) and how even when all hope was lost he remembered that he always had a weapon of unconquerable strength that invincible, and that weapon could be used by turning to Faith!!!!!!
This poem basically brings out the idea of how when one has Faith, no evil of this world can overcome that person and the best example of a person in addiction is taken in this poem , it is brought out that only strong faith in the Light above can give a person strenght to reject the temporary deceitful evil pleasures of this world, and the end of the poem explains how even when all hope is lost, a diversion from evil ways towards faith would always save you!
Pure I arrived in this beautiful world,
Sin bought my heart and scourged it, my weaknesses have unfurled.
Worthless am I, yet with a worthy task at hand,
The task to undergo purgation from sin and with victory stand!
But I am weak, Weak! Weak! Weak!
Chance of victory looks bleak! Yes! Bleak!
I am a captive, captive of this world!
My journey has begun! To cleanse my heart, the blackened pearl!
Perpetual is the path that lies ahead,
Thorny and filled with deceitful diversions. My heart lies in dread!
Hope seems to have abandoned me!
Yet I feel strong! Something resides within me!
A weapon! Invisible! Invincible!
Yes! Faith I have! Unmatchable!
Wait! The fruit that dwell beside the thorns tempt me!
The fruit so attractive, the thorns I do not see!
I consume the fruit, Delectable!
I feel pain, my body aches, venomous deceitful fruit! Despicable!
I drop the fruit, my palm is wounded!
Blood flows out of the deep wound, I am astounded!
The thorns! Blinded with desire was I, the thorns I didn’t see
The fruit I picked disregarding the thorns, the wound conquers me!
A mysterious voice penetrates my mind,
Urging me to pick more of the fruit, every single one I can find!
And thus I am taken captive by the mysterious voice of evil in me
The more fruit I consume, the more the fruit consumes me.
Hope is lost, bitter death is a surety
The thorns penetrate deeper, and still the fruit control me with commanding authority
Just when the anguish arrives at its peak,
And my proud arrogant heart admits it is weak!
I remember the weapon! Invisible! Invincible!
I use it! Faith! Its wonders unbelievable!
I am saved! I continue journeying along the path of deceit,
The path in which lurks evil, waiting to rejoice in my defeat!
The false pleasures of the path turn me into a vile contemptible wraith!
Yet, when all hope is lost, with me lies a weapon of unconquerable strength, Faith!
Screamjack
Alright! I guess you would have got an idea of what this one's trying to reveal.
It tries to portray a journey through which a person addicted to drugs normally goes through. Alright, since this poem is narrated in first person, I'll refer to the narrator as narrator! So, the narrator speaks about how he arrives in this world with a pure heart and how he is captured and scourged and tormented by sin. And gradually he starts to speak about the path of deceit, that is of course the path we call Life! Previously to this he explains how his chances of revival after the defeat to sin look very bleak and how he begins his journey to cleanse his heart from sin! Like he says in the first stanza... Purgation from sin!
In the second stanza he puts his point across very clearly that he is a captive of sin and we have the metaphor of Blackened Pearl which of course refers to his heart. So from this last line of the second stanza we are made to understand that we arrived as pure hearted men in this world, and our hearts which were pearl white have been blackened by sin!
Now, the journey through the path of deceit begins in the third stanza. The narrator says the path is thorny and filled with deceitful diversions! Now the thorns refer to the hardships of life and the deceitful diversions are the shortcuts we try to take in life but well end up totally in the wrong destination!
And in the end of the stanza the narrator exclaims that something resides within him! Something like a force.
In the beginning of the next stanza he says it's a weapon, meaning a weapon against sin, one that is invisible and invincible! And he goes on to say that this weapon is faith! But then he sights attractive fruit that are next to the thorns and he is overcome with temptation to eat the fruit for it looks delicious. This is an indirect comparison to the fruit of the evil world(drugs and other addictive things) that men are lured to. The fruit is so attractive that the narrator forgets the harmful thorns and he walks to the fruit and picks it and eats it and exclaims that it is a delectable!... Over here it is brought out that initially a person who has tried out a drug finds it very amusing and starts to love it!
Now the narrator exclaims that he feels pain! An ache in his body and he throws insults at the fruit terming it as venomous and despicable! This is how a person who has done a drug realizes that it causes more problems than pleasures and regrets ever doing the drug.
The narrator then drops the fruit and realizes he has been wounded deeply by the thorn and so deep was his desire to eat the fruit that he was unaware of the thorns. This refers to how a person realizes that the consumption of drugs is causing a lot of harm to his body and a lot of social problems as well.
The narrator then says a mysterious voice is in him which urges him to eat more of the fruit.
This is a reference to how even if a person desires to stop his or her bad habits when he or she realize that it is causing a lot of problems, the are unable to and are controlled by an involuntary force within them which is the strong addiction to the drug. The narrator then talks about how he has been taken captive by the fruit and how the thorns continue to torment him mercilessly. He goes on to say the more of the fruit i consume, the more the fruit consumes me!!!!!! This explains how the more a person indulges in drugs, the more control the drug gets of the person and it becomes almost impossible and hopeless for the person to free himself of the addiction. Then the narrator explains how is assured of death and how the thorns pierce him deeper. This refers to all the physical problems caused by the drugs to a person and how death looks certain and even in this hopeless situation the person cannot free himself of the addiction, this is a reference to when the narrator says and still the fruit control me with commanding authority!
Then the narrator explains how at the peak of the tormenting anguish, and when his heart in all it's pride and arrogance admits it is weak, he finally remembers his unconquerable weapon called Faith and how it helps to free him from the thorn and fruit! This is a reference to how on the verge of death, all hope is not lost and one who turns to faith will be saved! Then the narrator in the last stanza explains how even though he has been saved this one time, ahead in the path lurks evil waiting to rejoice in his defeat! This refers to how even once a person is freed from addiction, he is always under constant threat of getting addicted again and only if remains strong in faith will he be free of he evils of this world forever!
In the end the narrator explains of how the deceitful gifts of the path turn him into a hopeless wraith(definition: A wraith is an apparition of a person, living or dead, that may appear shortly before or after death. The appearance of a wraith is often considered to be an omen) and how even when all hope was lost he remembered that he always had a weapon of unconquerable strength that invincible, and that weapon could be used by turning to Faith!!!!!!
This poem basically brings out the idea of how when one has Faith, no evil of this world can overcome that person and the best example of a person in addiction is taken in this poem , it is brought out that only strong faith in the Light above can give a person strenght to reject the temporary deceitful evil pleasures of this world, and the end of the poem explains how even when all hope is lost, a diversion from evil ways towards faith would always save you!
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