Existence,
As seen from our eyes,
As taught to be there.

As taught not to be.

Subject to change,
Unchanged in direction.

In a war against fiction,
And decided in haste.

Put my heart on a platter
Climb down my spine on
A heartbroken ladder,
Does it matter
If my head gets battered.
All that chatter
Just illness and matter.
I take nothing serious
Since you showed me nothing
Though I will be something
Oh, baby, I will be something.

Someone observe darkness on the edge of the territory
Where our turret is located;

Everyone looking into it for decoding,
Decoding the darkness of our bastion and territory;
Talk shows are going on...
Everyone is quarrelling with their own view point...  
One is trying to profess.... ‘darkness emerging for a new embryonic......’
Another one counter act.... ‘darkness means light don’t penetrate ...
... how can you expect some new without stroke of light .........?’
In between someone tweet ... ‘as they behave differently we call them dark....’
Another tweet comes in .......... ‘it is not baryonic.........
.......try to assess the mass..... You will get the answer....’  
Debate goes on
Anchor asked for a break

Add comes in.....
..... illuminating the results of health drink to spout brilliance...
two and four wheelers run on.... as if going to search darkness in cosmos....

Put off the TV.......
Stand in the balcony......
Street light elucidate the road....
As if, try to cover up the darkness with gloss....
One pedestrian coming back from a wine bar.......
......and outcry.....
..... all of you are sinner......
Don’t cover up this with light and gloss
Let it be dark as dark matter
Where
Stolen light and gloss unable to penetrate.....
..... let it be remain in the history as murky.....

Night bird crossed the light post ....
....and strike a chord to everyone that deepness of night is growing...
Back to bed room  
Laying in bed and put off the eyes expecting a new morning.....

Drowning in the ocean baby,
Drowing deep within with you.

I never realised just how blue your eyes were baby,
Until we sank into the blue.

Alone to sleep in dark abyss.
Forever..

Together,
Just Me & You.

the heart is made for so much more than the little kingdoms Man can invent
that is why you see so much frustration written on the faces of children
at the sheer madness of the previous generations, the preceding one most of all.

Here I sit, in the temporary world that house our bodies.
In this world nothing stands very long, everything fades.
Because this is not our home, Christ shall come for us soon.
For when he does then we shall be headed home in heaven.
For everything shall pass away even this earth shall pass away.
Being replace with a much better and more beautiful new one.
Where we can rejoice, and praise his Most worthy name indeed.
For the old world things shall pass away leaving the new.
For this is not our home,  for the New Heaven and New Earth awaits.

Yesterday you scolded me like anything
But now what your doing??
Is it you have planned everything??
Never Excepted
Even in your last message i felt your are leave
only at this time
But you have gone totaly