A bird, fell off its
flight, exhausted in this raging
heat, the flock gathered
Only to find, a dead friend
With torn wings and lose feathers  


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He was a lonely boy
Always fixing a broken toy
Dirt covered his face
Old shoes with no lace
But he wore them today
It was his sisters birthday
And he was fixing her doll
Someone gave a sudden call
Which left him in tears
Then came his darkest fears
His mother's voice shouting
Crying, his sense undoubting
He pretended not to hear
It was a special day of the year
He was going to see her
At the foot of the hill, afar
She lived there alone
In the cold, under a tombstone
Last year, he planted flowers
When bloomed, he sat there for hours
Today he's got her another gift
Her favorite doll that came adrift
By a narrow creek nearby
He always wondered why
His beautiful sister got taken away
Far to be buried, where she lay
Alone, along the plain meadows
Where lived now the shadows
Of those dead, buried in ground
Where huge raintrees surround
He picked her favorite flowers
And walked towards the stone towers
There a flowery grave waited
To be visited and weeded
After done with clearing
He sat there grieving and tearing
Telling her stories of his life
How often he's threatened with a knife
But with a smile, he promised to be brave
As he curled up, beside his sisters grave...

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The blood stains dried up.
Looking like dubbed marbles
Dark like maroonish,
in color. That's where she lived.
Amongst the clean polished floors.


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The hilltops from home,
Look like an old man's beard.
Bushy all the way.
Tracks are setup for hiking,
Beautiful scene from above.

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The sky split open
I'm ****** in a whirlpool
My body light as a feather
I am used as a tool
In another world or dimension
I not know the place
But it's too familiar
And I recognize that evil face
A demon of this world
A satanic being with filthy evil powers
Sapping my energy, draining
And this forces me to be awake for hours
Lying on my bed, praying hard
To prevail, evil forces from destroying my spirituality
Alas, I get pinned down most days
Like that of a nasty shaman practising ***** sexuality
Hitting on my chakras, stealing my energry
For somehow, I feel this person is attached to me
Please believe me, I am not insane
I feel his presence around me
And then I am left dealing with my pain
I am a spiritual person and used to feel my positive auras
Now that I am draining from my so called sickness
And feel my energy used by another for astral travel
A thief, in shadows, I can't even sketch coz of weakness
I wish to get well, I wish to live fully again
But seems, all my tries are going in vain
Hell, seems to be cracked open to let its beings out
To crawl and survive on the energies of high spirituals
Sometimes I wake up sweating with a shout
May be that's the time, this person performs the rituals
From another place unknown to me
Stealing from my meditation vault, my energies
And I am too blinded to believe and see
Coz I feel I'm in mercurial abyss, with some alienetic synergies...

The scorching weather,
weighs greatly on the hanging
scarecrow like figures,
in the corn fields of the King,
where laws are homicidal.


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One needs to be brave
To walk inside those caves
Where lays the ruins and graves
Spirits luring and crave

The path clears within
Where the air grows thin
The tunnel that bores pain
Draws many people in

The dark caves whispers
Come in, my seekers
Echos out the cries of creepers
Who are those sleepers?

In the night of full moon
When the sun sets in the noon
The smearing mist swoon
Eating away the light too soon

The air chills around this place
Shivers the nerves,freezes your face
Yet the horrific night moves in pace
The fear drowns everyone within its space...

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A poster of a roller coaster
Gifted to my master
An imposer, a loser
A big fat ******
Who sits to compile
His work yet piles
A hopeless composer
None goes to imply any closer
Ignores his work, coz he's a dozer
In the crowd, stands near girls
Like a model poser
Taken me in, he's my foster
He knows I hate seafood
Yet he orders lunch, oyster
Makes me do all hardwork
He's nothing but a monster
Walks in the alley like a crooked lobster
O' he's a pain in my head
How I've ended up with this aged promstar
Dances on his own compositions, he thinks he's a rockstar!

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The speech of the great saints
From the mythical era unknown
Strangely echos in my brain
To my ears it seems known

The sound of their chants vibrate
Tickling my soul within its realm
My spirit tries to reciprocate
But my heart rejects its claim

The chakras in my body tends to communicate
Of why I hear such humming voice
The gates to my soul opens and awaits
Yet my heart is puzzled to make a choice

I'll just let it be, till the voices become clearer
It's soothing, the way the humming hymns flow
Echos from far and past swings nearer
My brain and soul consumes it slow...


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I am aware of your thoughts
I am aware of your writings in the broken clay pots
I am aware of your love and kindness
I am also, well aware of your feelings
But you are doing it all wrong
You have grown weaker when I thought you were strong
You blame me each time I refuse
Infact, most times you have literally accused
But you are unknowingly exhausting yourself too much
Truth is, my love is ominous
To every being, born and unborn
You to, in your previous life sworn
To walk in hand with me, but here you are being selfish
Think back dear, think back of the promises and wish
Once you understand your role
Your soul and heart will glow instead of being a coal
You are a godly being, yet easily seen
I am here for you, do not fear
I know your trust is about to sink
But calm down and just think
Think of who you are?
Who you were?
In your cycle of life of birth and death...*



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My mind is absolutely sane
But my heart is full of pain
My eyes are open
But my tears brim up like token
I breath in and I breath out
I feel my soul scream and shout
There is emptiness in my heart
Since you decided to depart
You showed me no remorse
Deliberately taunted me, ofcourse
I know there is a reason
You've entered someone's prison
Coz with me you were not a captive
Few days back your anger tipped active
For the years you spent with me
Rolled over my eyes to see
The glitch in our loving relationship
Interfered by someone to rip
My beautiful world apart
Whom to trust these days
If I only knew this drama from the start
I would have understood people in many ways...


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The blood spills on the floor
The paramedics rushing through the door
Me laying half dead in the hallway
Just remember the hands that took me away
Such a traumatic tortuous killings
Foreheads stamped with karmic billings
Most heads slayed only few spared like mine
It was impossible to recall as there was a long line
As the monstrous acts lasted just few seconds
For sure I read about purgatories
But such only existed in the mythical stories
Holy God, if this is what is like to be in hell
Then the dark days on earth has begun, I can tell
The nightmares coming alive for most
There are demons there is also a host
I know my life days has been marked today
There is no miracle, just killings everyday
Therefore God, I pray for forgiveness of my sins
The doctor's are hopeless and just work on the wins
For the people half dead in comma like me
They left their concerns and let us be
I wish never to wake up from this painful sleep
As the sights are unbearable to see and weep
I shall not witness my death afterall
I bid my farewell to this wicked world...

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In silence I speak
To the Gods
To help us seek
The invisible swords

The war has started
It's time to act fast
To all the stone hearted
I call upon from the past

To save this world
From sweet liars
I call upon
The ones who breath fires

Breath and spit
The wraths spoken
Throw in hell pit
Once they're broken

Talks and talks by politicians
War just war breaks with nations
How is this world at peace?
Killing innocents with ease

Religion put on trigger by many
Shooting each other aimlessly
No mercy shown by any
Just bodies count endlessly

If only Gods could reach these minds
To change their plans and ways
So they can unite within days
No war, no controversies, no conspiracies of any kind!


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Laying in the fields,
Among beautiful flowers.
A feel of heaven,
Blooming of budding tulips,
Lusting kisses on my lips.

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When days turn dark
And nights become long
When life loses spark
And you relate to a song

You stress yourself out
Reaching to a point of insanity
You just scream and shout
Unaware of the coming calamity

But your physical appears calm
While all this cooks up in your brain
Wiping the sweat off your palm
Hit by anxiety, yet you try to refrain

Soaked eyes, sunken with tears
Voices pushing you off the edge
Living each moment with your fears
Mind, heart all hanging on a ledge

So many things affects a person
Some commit suicide, some live and fight
Many are taught the right lesson
And so, the darkness slowly is replaced by light...


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In my eyes, you saw
hate. But ignored your feeling,
and, you kept trying
to impregnate my doubt thoughts
with your pure undoubted love


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Who does not let passion control his will,
Who gets rid of his mental greed to ****,
Most perish in understanding the fact of life,
Assuming each day they walk on sharp knife,
It's easy to console someone you care for,
But gets ugly when the demand rises more,
In a matter of time, everything changes,
People we cared for become strangers,
Deep in the mind buried are the accuses,
Reasoning out why one lives with such abuses,
Curses from bleeding emotion spits in motion,
Drives us insane with the help of grinning potion,
It's evident that most of us give up easily,
To give way to the horrific deeds done evilly,
In a matter of time,we survive,
In a matter of time, we thrive,
In a matter of time, all is gone,
And lifeless we live cause life goes on...


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My inbox is empty
My draft is full
Friends you have plenty
Feelings you have none
Online status shows active
But seems I'm on your spam list
I guess you are selective
Or maybe just ******
You started to ignore
I bet its nothing new now
For there is nothing more
I can do...



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The sweetest smile,
The deepest thought, brings me back to the place where it all started...
It's the feeling of complete to incompletiness,
A depression of gist in the weary way of emptiness..
My hand in yours still clinging to you as it was way then..
Turned away of the love that was once so cheerly mine...
But now gone with a single sigh of smile...


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Tear me down
Or splash a glass of water
A paper, I am
Soaked in ink
Of her own blood
Crumble or put me in the shredder
I am just a piece of paper
Holding her heart
Getting blamed in despair
Now in silence
As you hold onto me
To read the engravings
Slowly I feel
Your brimmed tear spurts
Sinking me down
Deeply!



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Rain shakes pain
With my
Soul

You
Standing weary
In the cold

Tempers my heart
To hug
You

Take your cold
Here I
hold

Your hands clasped
In mine
Alone

Saw your lips
So dried
Tips

Your sunken eyes
Soaked tears
Remind

The love ignited
Shall blossom
Bind


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A point of guilt
In my heart sealed
Insanity gets built
No way to be healed

Yes, my life is reckless
Ugly thoughts linger
I feel so hopeless
Cutting off a finger

There is no pain
No cry, not a single tear
Nothing to gain
Ending this life, without fear

It's not a dare
To harm myself more
Life just ain't fair
My mind is at war

Standing on the edge
Just one leap
To face with death
My birth was cheap

Poison darts pierce my skin
Injecting daily addictives
All I've done is sin
No light no directives

End of life in a second
But a small hand begged
To stay till the end
A child of neglect, nagged

My reflection pulled me over
To face my inner child's cry
I looked at myself, closer
Why everything seemed a lie?

More thoughts purged in my head
Death was not my exit yet
When shows of life is led
I shall fight, until my goals are met...


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