Grand saxophones play out loud
On the day of my death
I am happy and rather proud
I sniff some coke, before switching to ****
Death is just a formal event
Arranged for stupid mortals
Nothing much offered, to even repent
For a caged alien who can't pass through portals.
Grass is greener on the other side
I am happy I was born colorblind
Stabbed a few out of pure lunacy
Where is the sugar, where is the pharmacy!
You blame the destiny for your miseries
While I **** the life out of life itself
You play with fire and get burnt
All this while I live through reveries
Don't waste your time in finding yourself
You are lost, already killed in the hunt!
The hourglass is the perfect tool
To bind you all in a trance
More nightmares than good dreams for you fools
Give mirth a chance, just give it a glance
Thousands of violins weep out loud
On the day of your death
You are sad and rather not proud
You sniff some sorrow, before switching to death!
Dec 19, 2017
Dec 19, 2017 at 8:00 AM UTC
Outlines of a bird
Flying, but unstirred
In the bleak presence
Of phosphorescence!
Knots untying themselves
Loud ringing bells
Emanating petrichor
On the luminous floor!
Construction deconstruction
Misconstruction misconception
Blocks above blocks
Clocks! Moving clocks!
On the whole
It is a black box
Ready to go down the hole
Without a key, but with infinite locks
Encrypted Decrypted
Protected Unprotected
Waves after waves
Castles made of clays!
Ready for the outburst
Ready to explode
To find a body, to be the first
To walk on the forlorn road
Search is on
For the companion
The illusionary ally
Turns out to be an alter-ego
Unstoppable flow!
Unraveling mazes,
Retracing the traces
There are too many places
With a multitude of faces
Its a frantic search
From the inside
It is the soul searching for a soul!!
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 2:37 AM UTC
I was the biggest detective ever
who had lost a case never
The only wish that I ever had
Was to have a nemesis
Worth my fad
Then there was a killer
A serial killer
Who went by a pen name
He thought he was great
But for me, he was very lame
I waited for the time to come
To solve the perfect conundrum
Every piece of puzzle that I ever solved
Would help me catch the self-claimed God!
I worked my way through
Stayed awake even in my sleep
Let the devil creep
By my side
Let it glide
In my pursuit of The Real Devil
Who wanted to work against nature's will!
At last I found him in person
I would have loved to see him in prison
All my hypotheses
All my probabilities
Of identifying him as the criminal
Were heading to closure!
The day had neared
The time that shouldn't have come, he feared
The result was just here, for my self imposed penance
All was laid to rest, in a moment of si(L)ence!!!!
Dec 8, 2017
Dec 8, 2017 at 1:02 AM UTC
On the only seat in the garden
She sinks in like a turtle
Drowning in the silent tears
Weighed down by an elephantine burden
Of mirroring the ideal template of a mortal
Death is her ally, letting her switch gears
"I am ugly they say
And laugh at my appearance
I am useless he said
And resorted to abhorrence
A mere form of energy
Trapped in a ball of chaos
Walls are closing in
I appeal for clemency
I want time to pause
Walls are closing in
I wish I was fair
I wish I was beautiful
I wish I was perfect
A mirage is what I see
Of all that is illusion
A life full of lies
Deceived to the very end
Betrayed at every step taken
I hope you know this
After I am gone
All that was and will be
I know I won't be missed
I wish you had cheered for me
For Once!!
All I needed is love"
On the only seat in the garden
She sinks in like a turtle
Drowning in the silent tears
Weighed down by an elephantine burden
Of mirroring the ideal template of a mortal
Death is her ally, letting her switch gears
Dec 7, 2017
Dec 7, 2017 at 1:54 AM UTC
Of progressing science
Of massive equations
Of theory and numbers
Of facts and hypotheses
Unexplained are those things that really matter!
From the realms of a world
That works purely on sense
With so called knowledge immense
But only in your head!
God is a work of fiction, you say
Call those mortals dumb for a day
For they don't believe in science
Yet you prove atom, to my dismay
While it exists, but not seen
Questions to these answers is what I seek
Seem as strong as I wish, I am still weak
Heaps of papers lie at your desk
Where are the answers when I feel Kafkaesque
What use is it, when two plus two can't be five
While she is dead, and I am alive
Pleasures so corporeal
Have left my abode
Facts no longer real
All that is left is the source code
Of what a yes is and a no
Of regressing mentality
Of submissive disorders
Of beliefs and faiths
Of lies and false assumptions
Unexplained are those things that really matter!
Dec 6, 2017
Dec 6, 2017 at 5:11 AM UTC
Where were you in my darkest hour
You left me to the demons
Of my own past
To be haunted and tormented
Where were you in my darkest hour
A place where my own shadow
Became my enemy
You left me
To become a toy for the devil's child to play with
In the glory of the darkness
In the deep abyss
Where my own echo
Became my foe
It was there to haunt me
In a god-forsaken cube
Where I became the lab rat
For my own experiments
A time when I could see
through darkness
Shapes of sadness
Of Loath and Fear
Coming for me
A river full of sorrow
Flowing with sadistic fervur
In which
Even my own reflection
Did not want to look back at me
Where were you in my darkest hour?
Where were you?
Dec 5, 2017
Dec 5, 2017 at 3:01 AM UTC