i want to hold you, touch you
still believe that you are here
there can be no me without you
how i wish you were still near
so i can breathe you, love you
in my dreams, we'll be somewhere
you don't know how much I've missed you
you were gone but I was still there,
waiting for you, as I have
but i know soon you'll disappear
and i will never have you back
there's so much unsaid,
more than words, more than this world can speak
and as I watch you smile and fade
i see a tale we made that even you can't leave
a moment in time, when she was mine
and I was her
In every whisper, as I see it wither
another winter to show us a mirror
so I can see all of our scars,
who we are, who we once were
it has always been like this, we only lost our heart
now i cannot be with you again,
and you are so far
come back and haunt me again
take me back, take me to the start
so we can fall in love once again
I will die a thousand times then to be apart,
for she's waiting to be loved,
and I've never loved anyone more

when you remember me my love
remember me as I was, and not who I became
it's an hour past mid-night, you're already by my side
won't you come in my dreams again ?
I've been so cold my love but no more
for you are here now, finally
so silently, as i hold you in my arms
I've been in love from the first time I saw you
but I've never been more warm
and now that you are gone
i can tell you everything I could never spell
so many reasons, scars and hurt
come along and i will show you ourselves
only an image in my mind
a voice inside of my head
something is still there in my heart, something not mine
i feel comfortable now, perhaps i am dead
won't you come and find me again
hold my hands and smile for me again
tell me, how do you ever swallow this pain
when every moment is stuck in time and repeating all over again

I saw a revolution in the sky
someone said it was all a lie
there is something wrong in my eyes
he hopes I die, I think..
I think I saw him cry too
but would something like this
Happen to maybe, you
are you still confused between
what is going on around you
and if this world really is just a dream
when the sky isn't so blue
now why don't you all
gather behind in line like slaves
cave in to the depths of greed and sin
tumble down the pile we all have made
washing our hands with so many grins
whilst silence whispers of those
who were wise enough to let us in
down on the path of weak and brave
till we ate all their hearts from within
there is only one who can stand atop
and all must feed down from him
there is no stick, curse or a rock
that can reach his mighty wings
only his own journey back to civilization
another melancholic song for a mad nation
thumping their green against the barren sky
wearing the world that has been broken and taken
its clouds and rivers swallowed by the howling smoke
for some colours so many rainbows had to die
painted in white and black all across the border
you can hear a lonely mother cry
in the middle where the old tangled veins choke
the mercy of a poison, painting blunders far and wide
the old burnt banner in the middle of dying corpses spells hope
it has been raining blood since that late night

you walk back to the same place before
not a lonely soul lives there anymore
the rains have eaten away all the doors
yet you stand outside in dark and cold

watching as moments kiss you and die
so still it feels like you're in the moment
as hollow as the dark colour of the sky
another corpse lost in depths of an ocean

you're fighting with yourself all this while
trying to choke on strings of yesterday
a way back home has eaten all the miles
and now you wish you could be far away

it makes you sick and you let yourself go
down the morbid path of all forsaken men
just about the time pain starts to grow
you hear the beautiful noise of life then

it keeps beating louder and louder
till you can hear it fall apart and break
hole keeps getting deeper and wider
but the screams never burn and fade*

you can't see them clouds or thunder
this will be all the sound ever made
but have you stopped and wondered
if 'tis not a dream and you're wide awake

a mad crow quietly dreams in silence
of a world very different than ours
where there is no meal without violence
and you can even count the long hours

there is grey and mist wide and far
shadows of crooked trees and prey
as black as a charcoal ashen'd heart
and the nights never melt into the days

the river flows white and with heads
delicious eyes dyed in blood and lies
only smoke comes out of every breath
where there's no grave everyone has died

gingerbread little huts spanning the hills
and children playing with mud and chains
by the old dark woods where a pond fills
as silently as it is hollowed once again

the mad crow spans into the night sky
shrieking with tears of a very small baby
claws clenched and a throat that is dry
it glides in the air crooked and patiently

a mad crow quietly sleeps in silence
in dreams that his eyes hath sowed
there is a kid watching, cold and silent
reaching out for it's tiny little throat

a naked tree stood on the end
of a forest far and wide, blue and green
a lonely place with no friend
at the corner it would hide, unseen
unheard were its tears at night
as it stood cold against the winds
when the sun shone high and bright
It would be reminded of its sins
forest grew more green and dark
and the river filled up to the brim
but peace in this world never do last
sooner or later a monster walks in

the forest was cut open and sold
in pieces, scarred and in polished tint
burnt to the ground, breathing charcoal
diseased and with a despairing stink
the river was fed a poisoned brew
howling abuses and killing every child
the monsters bred and the hurt grew
in the shadows of the corpses piled
only the darkest of the forest remained
green all but lost to the monsters red
for every mother lost for them to gain
world will nurse scars and birth death

monster fed till nothing was left
only one naked pillar from the yesterday
when they got full, turned on themselves
the river ran red for a thousand days
and silence swept in the sky again
clouds started building the blue sky
those who were hiding came out again
slowly and softly the clouds begin to cry
the naked tree stood alone in the rain
now one with the world and its creed
every star in the sky now knew its name
for in this world, it was the only seed

*the river began breathing again
and the children seeding in depths
a barren land filling its scars again
breeding what little that it had kept
the tree grew more beautiful everyday
now that the world swirled to its feet
the lasting winter came and went away
and it stood as wide as it could reach
it planted a seed upon springs breath
birthing more in every coming spring
down the river they would be swept
and soon a young forest began to sing
all around their mother, a king.

my hurt has a sinister ire
fire burning what had been sane
ashes and dust make a sapphire
I still feel the same again
****** my every desire
so I can only know the pain
more corpses on streets to hire
I am just one of the strange

i had something but no words to speak
all I could see was who left and came
in all of those lies I once let breed
i somewhere forgot my own name


i have died years ago but I am still awake
my heart is lost but I still hear my soul
I wouldn't know the monsters I have made
but I know the secrets I never told
by a lonely corner where I would wait
breathing more despair and cold
you wouldn't know how many scars it takes
to not remember who you are anymore

swallowing my sins, I'm burning on the altar
in the middle, from where the river bleeds
only smoke to take in from the ashes of a lost winter
'tis the riddle, and only more dark hours it breeds
they've sent me to the silvery morgue beneath dancing stars
lending me upon a sheet of darkness all across the sky
and another throat slit to bleed tears from the eyes
in that morbid scar,keeping the grave barren and dry
barely living, my soul has been lost since birth
i make bad things happen sometimes, sometimes someone gets hurt
i don't see them dead people but I do understand their world
and when I see dead people, walking in the dusk
from ash to dust, in pieces, I watch them being carved on the stone
even though I don't feel a thing, I know I'm not alone
as they chain me in my own design, i feel the cold metal sound
I think i am finally home,there is paradise all around
i can see them watching me, tearing me open after every breath
and all I can dream about is falling asleep,howling at death
in the skeletons strong and weak, a red heart falling apart
in an army of monsters that this evil has bred
kept me inside of me, in all those scars I have kept
in more nights than years I have slept, dreams i have forgotten
every lie must meet its truth and pay its debt
i think they were right, I am indeed rotten

save me from these lies
no more real than man in the mirror
I see, people staring at the walls
and in their eyes, a glimpse of winter

in the withering whispers
as a new lore begins to grow and fade
take an oath, a vow that will linger
i still don't remember how i forgot her face
wake me from this lonely dream
of having nothing more before my time
in all those tales heard and seen
I can't make out which one was mine
feed me before I eat myself
and let the rust seep through the doors
we cannot be saved from ourselves
even though, I am not who I was anymore

save me from these lies
no more real than man in the mirror
I see, people staring at the walls
and in their eyes, a glimpse of winter

*in the withering whispers
breathing hollow of the sky
here, take me and slit my veins
let the rain fall, my throat feels dry
so many more hours to feed on
memories that linger beyond and far
in fleeting moments come and gone
you can hear the song of a broken heart
breathe those words to me slowly
strip me of my soul and build me in ash
drown me in my sin, grey and holy
by a phoenix burning to breed black

savage men with army of teeth
mowing down the ancient life
in all of the curses god has preached
he's the one most wicked and vile
mangled veins chocking a mothers breath
Killing another child in wombs darkness
men eating trees, in lores of plants and death
walking on an old yellow road to nothingness
eating radioactive bites and pieces
in bits and diseases, poisoned veins
pouring an acid on time that bleaches
and reaches, where he's no more again
all those naked skeletons seem the same
only buried hand in hand in cold depths
now who's rich, what weight has a name
after all who died have wept and left


sane don't blow a head off, do they
angles don't cut themselves at birth
generations upon generations lost away
in strangers burning all across the world

as they came and broke the silence
the violence in my red heart raged
not enough blood to avenge and
quench the thirst locked and caged

more than your guilt can harbour
there are always more wars to wage
and you think it must be a dream
so you scream yourself awake

only to have birth in the mirror
a reflection perhaps more than self
words fade into the cold whisper
on the other side, as far no one can tell

only a dream you whisper again
as if monsters pity a forsaken child
counting memories to keep sane
slowly turning poisoned and vile

they break down the walls, as if
nothing had stood there all these years
if they have to take my all, so be it
I've always known more than my tears

i have struggled to wear them masks
painted black and white, grey and sorrow
one-day they'll be here to take me at last
but even now my days feel so hollow

so they say we all bleed the same
tell me, have you ever tasted blood
how can they be more than my blame
when I've never known as they have such

in every drop of ash spilled and combust
burns an ocean of dawn and dusk
in the depths where rotten flesh rusts
breeds the darkness, bones and dust

from there I will find myself again
so deep, even scars won't reach there
and the dead would heed my claim
I will feed, on ones far and dear

a few noises and then morbid silence
silver haze falling through a window
there by the stars in the sky, I see
drops of love falling as cries a widow

I've seen it all before, I have had
enough to make you mad, and trapped
I've known them talk to me, and go back
only a glimpse of hell makes you go black

they can eat me as they would like
i am more than the bones they can break
what do you do to the dog who bites
you bite that dog back than be a slave

dead men don't sing to the world
no one can hear them against the winds
Their is the land of ash and dust
nobody is awake at the gates to take them in

dead people don't knock on no doors
they don't have our walls to keep them from being freed
it is not true what they say in old lores
they have no souls so that their heart could bleed

silence is not peace, I know you have never wondered
'tis but a disease, old and rotten not breathing anymore

there are places where when one shall go will always wander
even the deceased, who once had ones worth living for

upon the night darkness weaves an hideous potrait
showing a face and keeping stars from fading away
all who are lost can be more than just be in a cage
you wouldn't know how many dead men you've seen today,


take a look in the mirror.

they **** me in my dreams when I am weak
I keep myself from falling so I never fall asleep
so many monsters, that one ugly scar can breed
no sin more potent than this love can teach

**** me before I turn
wake me before I become
tell me before I burn
will she come if i reach


the tears of rotting angel have forgiven no one yet
I hear strange voices and stranger visions in my head
is it all because I've let myself someday forget
that dead people have never said a word to death


**** me before I turn
wake me before I become
tell me before I burn
will she come if i bleed


I have seen it all become ash and dust before
wish I could just eat myself and build a door
bleed over my guilt, and don't be who I am anymore
leave myself behind, to be now free ever more


**** me before I turn
wake me before I become
tell me before I burn
will she come if i leave

spiking nails in depth of a coffin
hammer spilling blood on a grave
heads munching on white teeth
master eaten by the ***** slaves
eyes growling in a red pool
skin frowning by the way served
drying on a wire weighing a body
tool on a table mangled and severed
take a bite out of this rotten cage
open the gate and breathe it all in
beat the **** out of that holy sage
for bleeding the world by his sins

my eyes are falling asleep
somewhere drowning deep
in an endless summer
I hear myself dream
standing by a river
hearing lores and thunder
winds howl of winter
in that silence I hear her scream
and whisper, as she withers
lingering with all I have been
i have known nothing without her
and now I believe what can't be seen
they say I am a fool
but I know better, for I have loved
and I still dream

green pastures and barren sky
seething on a barrel of wanderlust
of that ugly bird escaping the eye
crying on a broken statue about to rust

tears falling in pieces, keeping names
talking of lost faces and weeping gods
as flames of heaven rises, once again
corpses dying for ages, born and lost

on a broken mountain rests a mute
no words to seed in the valley below
sins of glistening haste to commute
a tree of faith has a bark so hollow

being treaded by the lone thunder
in awe of the wonder it won't behold
as it wanders from one arm to another
a throat slit in search of ash and gold

a white cloth traverse through air
everywhere a blanket of scars unfold
in the dark, you can hear evermore
something more than dreams and cold

sold to pharaoh who demands dowry
in return for an eye, all yours to keep
another tale to make a blind story
hush, the little child have to fall asleep

and the big old man to take its place
in frozen horizon yet to fall and bleed
smoke devouring the fire it once made
the dark awakening one can't teach

nor the forks that line the salt ocean
burning with the vengeance of fallen
running naked to the peak, door broken
Peeling a father's will cursed and stolen

another pretty child consumed by a bird
bones scattered all across the blue sky
there are more lies in this good world
in another ducklings ugly last good-bye

all I have are words
in this world, of hurt and love
In all the ways I am cursed
i still find an ocean above
raining down, ash and dust
every breath, in my every death
from the dawn till dusk
as I bleed to become someone else
losing myself, In the skies I rust
beneath the shadows and stars
in my scars I see it unfurl
another design,
to nurture my ****** hurt
ticking hours tricking my hurt
as I watch another rust
in those broken mirrors
a stranger fades with a touch

someday, it will rain
clouds will clear again
one day the sky will have our name
the season will change
and the forest will be green again
river will smile the same
and once again
you and I will be free
the world will forget its pain
with all it ceased to be
in stones lost and gained
words left for us to see
in this sea, a crooked tree
will flower a seed again
and mother a fathers stain
of a sisters guilt to bleed
a pharaoh cloaked in blame
for all those who were gone
and those who came
oh, how we became
each others strain
broken, in all our depth
to fall in love once again
tell me now again,
is all love the same ?

Oh, my sweet love
take a bite out of my heart
consume me now
Give me another scar

every answer is a needle
tearing a hole in my eyes
Powdered glass in the middle
slitting my questions in lies

taking a cue from your book
another clue for an aries demise
oh, my dear take a look
a broken heart never been more wise

spell those names on a platter
by a shattered mirrors calm
keep my tears drawn in the clouds
painted in someone else's arms

so take me before I disappear
layered between hollow and dust
wake me before I can appear
before i dream about you my love

so chain me through the walls
where I can see you fade and cry
I am nothing for I've given you all
but there's not enough fuel to die

find me in the slums down on earth
with dirt you've smeared my home
enough tears can even sink the ocean
what are few words carved on a stone

it takes a while for them to leave
a crowd of faces come and gone
leave me alone before I believe
lore of a terrible queen left alone

pretend I have nothing to forgive
remember what I've said before
chase your light in the sky and live
for I can't keep you from being dead anymore

It rained cats and dogs
as I stared at a lions creed
one heart and two arms
and a broken clock to feed
As I slept with angels
dreaming about the scars
every needle that melts
powdered white and cold stars
looking beyond my eyes
in my pretty smile and ugly teeth
he who spoke must have lied
for I see no god come and leave
nor a piper smoking a pipe
burning words and inking tears
i see a shadow play and hide
silently killing all of his peers
my words consume themselves
empty spaces howl hollowness
four walls keep me safe from myself
and a fragile bubble of nothingness

I watch them hurt themselves
by edges of a broken mirrors face
so clearly they see ourselves
before they can draw and fade
and combust before they sing
names and colours they've seen
no master has ever loved a king
In tales of red they have been
I have known them ponder
upon a ocean they cannot drink
in dark depths fall and wonder
walking themselves to the brink
and I see myself holding a crown
they will never know who I am
throne is mine to keep and drown
in crowd of too many I am but a man
cats and dogs will eat each other
before they ever kiss the ground
and there's plenty on this good earth
to make the world move around
monsters won't devour my soul
in the end, my skin is my creed
an old lion can never be whole
i am universe when I fall asleep

I am not her master, she's not my slave
for her to be just mine-
there's no need for her to be in a cage

I want to be dead
cannot get it out of my head
I'll ******' crack my skull open
slit my throat and throw myself in the ocean
I want to be so dead
man, I am so sad
once you die they say you forget
how beautiful would be that
there's no point in keeping reasons
Pointless laws they have
why not be as free as a season
come again
only to disappear back
into the folds of time
and a plane too steep to walk
I wish I was dead
because the corpses can never talk
I think I feel sick
sick inside my conscience
lungs want what they want
a war between god and science
epic tales to tell
only words and nothing more
heaven and hell
a part of the same lore
of men
never meant to be born
the strain on the universe
another due to pay his own
as he wastes away in madness
a gift too lonely to live
i wish I was rather dead
for I have nothing to give
no face to keep
those tears i bleed
but the eyes teach
death be my question
silence the answer
so I can rest in peace

I'm falling in to the abyss
won't you come find me again
I'm walking through the mist
will you ever take my name
walls are hanging by a thread
slowly weaving tears in the rain
we've never shared what we bred
now the reasons can't be tamed
more hollow then the night sky
drawing more scars than the stars
black stains covering white lies
while a blade slits open a heart
in half, and broken
the door to you will never open
and every window concealed
every tear lost in the ocean
in depth with the dark and cold
and beneath the surface deep
I'm floating through a lore, old
a vow for each of us to keep
but you never were here
and as long as I can remember
a season dies in november
forgotten, old and lost
and as frozen as december  
freezing even the ashes
and what was left of hollow
another tale for the ages
a history in every morrow
where once was and is
there will be and has been
in the words kept, spoken
a part of the world seen
you were my dream
in many years you have claimed
even though what has been
it'll never come back again

it has been a while since I've seen in your eyes,
another spark to **** me.
i know it from your smile how you tell another lie,
enough of your scars to fill me.

i see you falling asleep again and I wonder,
if this will be your last.
in all the beauty you feed I'm still a stranger,
begging back my heart.

your flesh against mine, as you wake in my arms-
I've never been more afraid.
stained sheets and spilled wine, I don't feel warm-
in whispers your love forbade.

i see you staring at me like you can't find a morrow,
passing another night in lies and cold.
you took everything but me and now I'm hollow,
how i see you slowly growing old.

it has been a while since I've heard you cry,
i hope the tears won't burn you within.
i know how your love seeps near and pries
i don't believe what you've turned me in.

hearing you breathe, as another moment grieves in silence-
in words that'll never drown the ocean.
If I could leave, i know my heart would still crave the violence-
in a world that crowns the broken.

I will love you till the end he whispered
and that's when she looked in his eyes
as she touched him he withered
after all his words were her lies

I have no where else to be
she heard him every night
in the cold hearts and warm bodies
only the claws dug deeper and tight

don't let go of me you ******
he heard her moan so softly
as the moans got louder
the silence screamed loudly

she had never been so lonely
as he turned his head away
the look in his eyes
voicing more than words can convey

in her fading dreams he lingers
like he did when they were young
now the distance seems long enough
in how far they have come

only the stares she says
they are enough to make her his again
she knows when he wakes
she can hear him call her name

and he can still make her smile
like he did when they were young
and if nothing else they know
they shared what they've become

i love you more than life he smiled
as she woke in his arms one day
she had never been more beautiful
he knew he loved her more everyday

i love you she whispered silently
for she knew he had no heart
he caressed her ever so softly
there would be a morning in few hours

i love you more than life he said
before he disappeared back into the dark
with all her wishes gone and paid
now she keeps a broken heart

Larry says,
That there is no god
Larry is a cool guy
But I think he should give it a little thought,
I don't have a clue about god either
But does that matter ?
I think it does not
I think its about life and death
Larry won't care about the dead
but he's cool
sometimes Larry walks across the street without even turning his head
I mean traffic moves at neck break speeds, there's bound to be a death
sooner or later
but Larry is a badass or so he wants to portray
personally, I don't like crossing roads, **** scares me to death
I use that word a lot for some reason, death
I fear it, I can't seem to take it out of my head
nights and nights spent dreaming about what I'll leave in this world
I won't live forever, I admit
That hurts
but I don't want to be a cinical  man anymore
I don't think I ever wanted that in the first place
but life is weird, things just happen most of the time
and once in a while you come across a mirror and see your face
and scream oh lord, what a pathetic loser and turn your face
it's the ultimate disgrace
but that's not larry
he is too smart for that
we wear masks to hide ourselves
he wears one to free himself
same tools, different meaning
opposite stories but the same ending
almost poetic in nature
Larry was a poet too
a decent one at that
and he reminded me so much about the things I could've had
if only i wasn't dreaming so much
but sleep is so beautiful
how beautiful must be death
if there's a place I want to die
I want it to be in my bed
but Larry would rather
ride a missile to the school
I think that's.........okay
if its a Sunday and nobody is at school, otherwise not cool
But Larry is cool if you can look past that thing that has a chance of happening more remotely then him becoming a super saiyan,
What I am sayin' is
That there is no denying that Larry is at least has an imagination
he loves fantasy and talks in weird languages that honestly looks like he's having a seizure
He does it for leisure
what a geek, right ?
But geeks are cool now, aren't they ?
I mean, rock is dead
that's a blow
people play sports on a couch
okay
wars are boring
big nations attack a smaller nation that then attacks the bigger nation back until the smaller nation is destroyed by a host of other countries that were sold weapons by the big nation that started it, or you know.. they fail
But whatever, there's much good left in this world though the television and the media will have you believe otherwise
Though what is good does not always mean that it is not stupid as ****
It'll make you sick
But it's not harming anyone
only the people who watch it
it clicks
that's all there it is to that
Larry doesn't watch telly no more
he's beyond all that
He watches them when he wants
where he wants, how he wants
the thought haunts me often
That someone somewhere has a faster internet connection
I mean internet is like a thing now, I mean there has already been an inspection
of how awesome this new world is,
It's people and cultures
Free of boundaries and limits
Achieving the impossible everyday
A thing so huge
Even we can't comprehend it
and we made that **** up
( for the already dumb one )
and when I say we,
I mean we as collective species
and not as me and other individuals
but clearly, it's massive
where there's not only okay to be a thief but completely acceptable
I mean that's a spectacle
a mockery of laws of the land that you understand as an adult that thou won't steal from the other man
And they rebel against any management whatsoever
And that's how its supposed to be
So we're fine... I guess
Unless the skynet ?
Larry told me
skynet is already here
Waiting in our computers
Watching us and hearing us
All the ******* time
That means
Someone or something knows about everything of mine
that's just so ******' embarrassing and awkward and scary
But embarrassing and scary.... And it makes one feel ***** about oneself, maybe that's what's the problem is
We no longer get to be ourselves
think about it
When was the last time you said something or wrote something without thinking about it
you can be honest about it but you'll still lie to yourself, you still doubt it
if you really are what you see in the mirror, in the photos
Or through what they say about you
yet world has the many
And you have the few
Larry says he has more friends than he can accept
I find that statement strange at times but I haven't been able to inquire about it
but that's okay, Larry is a cool guy
he does his own business and still wears a tie
I mean, how often do you wear a tie when you don't have to
I think most humans are lazy and that'll be the last thing we'll do
Wear ties while deciding what to buy and what to sell
what to make and what to feed the hell with, oh hell
But they give birth as they gift death
I've seen some videos, I've seen some heads
nuclear families hiding in depths of the dark
destroying the fourth somebody many times apart
But that's just a theory
Less likely then R+L= j
I wish that would happen but if something else happens I would still be glad to have seen the end
I don't want to be lost this time, that would really **** my friend
Larry wouldn't watch the show
Because he thinks its not cool no more
When things like these happen, you know-
Those little small things that you observe sometimes
That reminds you that you are glad to be yourself rather than being another at least one human you know,
Mostly the ones you hate, given they hate you or maybe they don't
It doesn't matter
Or maybe the ones purely evil
Coming to evil
Larry says that every man has good and bad in them
And I've heard that from everybody
But it's something that is harder to teach than learn
You're own on your own, in the middle
While a pack of wolfs bark all around you
Nobody gives a **** anymore
For one thing
This world we have made
I've always wondered,
Is it not a world of distraction
rather than a world of progress
I guess every one is a Larry
Who only ever thinks about himself
But pretends to be kind in person
That doesn't matter
Because what is, it is
I remember a story I once told Larry when I was at an altitude and had a head-ache and could barely sit up or breath up,
That was a real **** up
And I told him, what if a child who never learns that Santa is not real and never assumes anything, grows old and die, never knowing that Santa has never been,
Would it matter
Now that the man shall never be,
With all he has ever seen
Wouldn't it be a lovely dream
To be in a world
Where there's more than death

even without god ?

wo din bhi kya the
jab neend hume sulati thi
sapno ki ek duniya
hume kahin dur le jati thi
wahin pe ab dafan hai
beete dino ki pehchan
mere har kal mai
aur meri har saans
beete dino ki wo duniya
guzre zamane ke wo pal
kahin gum hain wo garmiyan
ab to bus suna hai ye kal
gumshuda hain wo chehre
jinhone hume jeena sikhaya
rakh ** chale wo chehre
jinhe mitna ras aya
me bhi ek chehra ***
anginat ankhon me se ek
is samandar me mera bhi
wo haq hai
chahe lakhon me ek
par wo bolten hain
me to *** hi ek *****
ki ek tuta dil
fir nahi dhadakta hai
wo puchten nahi
in bhari mehfil
is tute dil me-
akhir kya rakha hai

a december was falling down
from the heavens up high
the lake had fallen asleep
and sand white as the sky

the king stared at his men
only respect in his eyes
they watched him lead them
their only truth in these lies

the road to the dark castle
hadn't been walked in a decade
he remembered that other king
who had done the same mistake

but the time was fading
soon something sinister
shall rise beyond the walls
a fate close and awaiting
in the winters grey whisper
last man will have it all

the forest was now wild
narrow spaces and a lonely face
scattered them in sight
one by one they began to fade

the mist was choking the eyes
as a scream filled the cold air
more screams followed the silence
black blades feasted everywhere

the king fought arm in arm
until the sky began to bleed
a red rain in a white december
awakening the world from sleep

only a moment of screeching metal
and screams and howl of the winds
'tis the last of his holy battles
he sought strength from the old kings

the woods have begun to wither
in red whispers of another shadow
and like so many winters before
a king marches and an army follows

no gods spoke that yesterday
and they haven't been heard since
they say the woods still has the dead
returning men telling stories
that'll make the bravest men cringe

the woods have been there for
nearly a thousand year and more
and beyond the abyss of dark
there stands a land of the lore

but the woods are burning
once dark is slowly turning
all its secrets out in the open
a birth of god burnt and broken

the woods have begun to wither
in red whispers of another shadow
and like so many winters before
a king marches and an army follows
to die for the ever lasting night

he saw them marching,
as the golden rays kissed
a solemn good-bye
he was there still, standing-
in that late winter
when even gods  
seemed to have died
he saw them riding,
with their spears and shiny armour
the silence drowned the noise
and suddenly,
it became calmer
he could hear his mother whispering,
old dreams and a spring  
men behind him screaming
he heard them call a king,
With rugged and torn shields
they made their way forth  
a shadow slowly approaching
and he raised them his sword
a roar through the mountains
for here cometh the lords
into the shiny armour and spears
Into claws of the beast
either way
there'll be a feast
so he stood his ground
as the shadow covered them
in that dark to drown  
they laid on the ground
They laid in pieces
Sleeping for the crown
Nothing remains now
only a howl in a winters breeze
And if you close your eyes
you can still feel them breathe
blood and tears,
Roaring for a thousand years.

The familiarity sets in--
And sense's begin to howl
fear is born with-in,
Climate smell's so foul.

Noise begins to whisper,
Something sour in your mouth
And as when the bells chime,
You have no clue what's it about.

Heart-beat grows to a shiver,
despair begins to shout
In-midst of this ensuing sentence,
Ill thoughts start to sprout.

Hand's tremble in illusion,
The vision break's apart--
In a melody of confusion,
Envision of age old-scars.

Thy sweat pours a storm,
A turmoil to touch deep
Time strikes a marking--
Still eye's won't weep.

Finger's feel the skin--
Where comfort won't reach
Shadow cast's an hour,
Which somehow won't leave.

Dust begin to settle--
And the curtains are raised
Spewing numb on every word,
Across every page.

Moment begin to scatter,
In a place light forsake
Silence begin's to creep in--
From where dark was made.

Gloom becomes heavy--
Engulfs everything in haze
Conscience finds a noose,
And makes itself a cage.

Hurt infects every corner,
Balm as pure as dew
All steps lead to temptations--
And they pay their due's.

A puzzle fall in pieces,
Raising a few wall's
Have no clue what it means--
Or where the ghost walks.

My heart in condition,
With precision to be lost--
Heeding no indication,
One key locked inside a box.

Unfurling me a new season--
From seed's that were sowed
Made me some shade,
That always keep me so cold.

Them claws dig in my flesh--
And collect from me my soul
Mesmerised in my winter,
Bathe in asphalt and coal.

Window cease to exist,
Them walls harbor no doors
Mirror paints a stranger--
You are not what you were anymore.

Despair grows a sky,
Pour's me down a sea
Shelter won't stop--
What there is meant to be.

Dead weight drags me down,
Those arms I can't see--
Pills and the powder,
Won't set me free.

My tears bleed blood,
On my heart this loneliness feeds--
From this descent in madness,
No man can be freed.

Entangle self in chains,
When in misery one is bound
When a-top the mighty mountain--
The peak falls down.

A frown turns in dread,
In debt of all that's around
As where the dark is kept--
No man has ever been found.

i wouldn't know where to begin, or how to end,
all I have are words, of pain and love to seed.
i am my own master, slave, enemy and friend,
in my hurt, I have more tears than I can bleed.
would you be my friend ?
so I can cry
because I've been withering for a long time
there've been so many lies
and I have forgotten which were mine
there's nothing in coming morrow
yesterdays make my heart sick
and when I do try to remember
i don't have any memory to begin with
everything fades as it is born
burning into ashes
as black as my heart
full of scars
and walls
slowly falling apart
I'm rotting
I am rotten
who the **** am I ?
have I really forgotten?
can someone find me someday
or have I gone too far
i watch the sand in the glass
grain by grain
and hour by hour
waiting for the day to end
so I can be lost
beneath the stars
and not even my shadow
can find me
in this hollow
i can't even see me
all I feel are the tears
and before dawn
they'll too disappear

faces shifting
shadows lifting
memories withering
by the sight
winds sweeping
the sky weeping
and the lore keeping
me up all night
the howls seeping
while I'm sleeping
as I'm breathing
in all the dark
in a nightmare bleeding
silent reaping
a man seeking
his only heart

a dark cold sea
spanned the horizon
eyes could see
mountains in the distance
white peaks by the blue
upon a blanket so green
sailing through a nightmare
tearing through the seams
into the dreams
and beyond
far from this place
to another age
in search of morrow
more than eyes can crave
the slave in the cage
can only peer
through a window

mister wick had a secret
that was too wicked to be told
master win lived in winter
with a heart so cold
mister wick burned himself
with words bought and sold
many springs have come and gone
win has become old
magician had the sea of seasons
wizard his wizardry
war never warrants a pardon
for a legend legendary
magic for a tragic clock
a cloth for a face to hide
when he killed the winter
his grin was grim and wide
the secret was cold then
words had lost a tongue
the other king was dead and
the heart was still young
another winter to howl for
now that his dear is dead
the lone king wears a crown
on winters wicked head
as snow begins to fall again

a mechanical bird
soaring in the empty sky
wearing wooden wings
and a heart of stone
bought words
and the painted lies
withering winds
stealing another home

a skeletal whisper
in the tube it lingers
a possessed skeleton
shivering eyes and fingers
casting shadows
in the deep of a screen
closed eyes
devoid of any dreams

a barren corpse
wandering the shelves
eyeing the stranger
for what he sells
a gram of comfort
for a grain of soul
one mechanical tale
to consume us whole

a dying worm
rotting in the cage
mechanical arms
spilling ink on a page
a name and a tag
for morrow to keep
tears in empty bottles
'cause metal can't weep

In whispers of darkness
as it darkens the sleep
Darkening thunder
darkened as it bleeds
in mystic of darkness
Another hour fades away
disappearing in faces
lost since ages
in yesterday
mourning softly
hidden from sight in
dark alleys and
darker nights
darkest without
the moonlight
that is tonight
dancing through the sky
from the slivery haze
in scars of the night
there is another cage
mister moon has a face
albeit a sad one

different faces
same places
laughing and howling
civil natives
showing the shine
of the cursed gold
painted in the dark
beneath the bark of
the tree crooked and old
where the skeleton remains
in bones and a tounge
whispering the night
for the old and young
them lords and 'em ghosts
those chains that bind
breathing the ashes
of the dead left behind
in that cold empty corner
behind the pines and far
through the dusky road
at this lonely hour
There i sit,
there i hear
dark and gloom
loud and clear

we haven't spoken in a while
and the mirror shows a stranger
this world is cruel and vile
here, I languish in anger
the pages die empty
ink bleeds through the scars
and I only come alive
In the dark hours
comfortable in the silence
When all has gone to sleep
Only me and me alone
in the secrets that I keep
I fade in the morning
in yet another tomorrow
yesterdays left mourning
only the memories follow
as I write them down
In words and in my tears
dreams I escape into
so far somewhere
as I wake another hour
in another sorrow untold
bearing all in my heart
i watch the world unfold
and be blessed in serenity
as it falls another winter
howling ever so silently
as another season withers
I lie awake in the night
feeling pure with gloom and cold
watching the stars pass by
the dark meld and mold
fantasy into existence
smoking up the screen
sometimes I can be
whatever I wish to dream
you can hear me smile
as I wear a scream
sometimes we forget
what we once had been
now a knife scars the wall
poking needles through holes
sometimes fantasies seep out
and consume me whole
I fall back asleep
once again as i am told
clock has only turned a twenty-one
why do then I feel old
as I stare into the emptiness
hearing philosophies and fate
I crave the nothingness
that my conscience forbade
and even if I open my eyes
I can't find the monsters tracks
sometimes i keep a lie
I am evil, perhaps
sitting in the corner
as I gaze into your face
my sharp teeth clenched
Waiting for you to wake
I would like to have a word.

charred guns and bones
burning upon the ground
in the deep of the woods
nothing but silence all around

no screams or whispers
dead people can't talk
the hunters have fled
angels had gone on a walk

men have been killing men
from the dawn of their birth
and they will **** them all
so us all can rest in dirt

even the one's with hearts
them mothers and children
everywhere there is a wall
and there's no place left to run

and in the noise of those guns
erasing yet another name again
all but the lords and their sons
everyone will bathe in this rain

do we know who we are
or that what we have become
monsters eating monsters
and we cheer for the one

those guns don't bleed
they melt by the rotting flesh
In all the poison we keep
we only ever bite ourselves

and fall asleep to never wake
in lullabies of screaming men
screeching metal tearing half
but no one listens to them

some are put to rest by guns
sometimes by an unmarked stone
someone's head is on a pike  
somewhere midst of charred bones

men dying for other men
falling asleep for the dream
not a tear to wave good-bye
for being the angels  
that they have been

only a slaute of the guns

winter falls across the face
dancing down from the clouds
as the ink consumes a page
i see thunder roaring bright and loud
hear me, roar
i heard them voices
whispering to the winds
i remember another lore
one memory divided
dangling by the strings
i can still feel their presence
in these moments passing by
i see the painting on my wall
sometimes I hear a mother cry
as I find myself lost again
in the comfort of a winters gloom
it has been so long and
i haven't seen the flowers bloom
I've forgotten how to breathe
and the cold have made me numb
I'm too old to leave now
and see what I could've become
so I watch the winter fall
watch as it begins to fill the hole
Oh, the winter
it swallows it all
anything shining or withered
leaving behind
only the fading footsteps
and the whispers.

a cold wave sweeps about
as them leaves dance in the air
the road paved with golden hue
and bare trees in mist everywhere

mountains peaking in the distance
and a white sky to cover it all
feeling the gloom as some feel
in the hours before a snowfall

stood one man clothed in black
as black as the darkest night
yellow eyes and red teeth
in the shadows shade he hides

prying upon the withering weather
he watches the moon grow dark
in this hollow there are no whispers
one who speaks gets ripped apart

as the cold sets in the stones
the air becomes dense with despair
this forsaken land grieves and mourns
bleeding in frozen tears

the white eats into the ground
and the beautiful silence bleeds
one can't help but feel drowned
in more beauty that he must keep

the lone man ran for the shelter
but the trees had shed their leaves
the serene path of the golden hue
goes through mountains deep

trapped in this lethal paradise
Intoxicated by the white powder
the winds blowing harder then ever
thunder roaring up high louder

the lone man was disappearing
and the old man had no place to hide
whatever there is has fallen asleep
and the rest have already died

his black cloak soaking in white
sky is falling down with cruel wrath
his footprints disappearing in ashes
now there are no trees and no path

Only one man clothed in white
as white as the whitest white  
red eyes and yellow teeth
upon a paradise he hides

mountains peaking in the distance
and a white sky has covered it all
feeling the longing as some feel
in the hours after the snowfall

may the corpses rest in peace
killed by them scars and disease
cutting a smile in half
awaiting the sweet relief

tears spilling in grief
breathing the ever lasting pain
until it's too late to leave
I don't know what I became

and ran through those doors
out in the ocean
climbing up the walls
that are now old and broken

swam with the sharks
and I danced with the clouds
as a symphony of thunder played
beyond the reach and loud

lightning up the fiery stars
as they fell down from the sky
exploding in a thousand pieces
and no one could hear me cry

that was a rather lonely time
there was not much to find
in dark that consumed me whole
i lost all that was ever mine

i turned to see but it was gone
nothing but empty space all around
i screamed and wept for the names
but there was never to be no sound

then a shiver ran through my bones
and I felt a stranger in my own skin
thunder was raging up and high
I thought that would be my coffin

and then I saw the dead crawling
in numbers on the shore
a sea of rotten meat
like they sang in the old lores

winds blew me to the herd
as they grazed beyond a red sea
the sky was full of birds
more than it was supposed to be

there I stood in the shadows
mesmerized by what I had seen
memories spent in mourning
how long could it have been

I'm forgetting all that matters
time has never felt so wrong
in the ages that have been withered
have I been dead for so long ?




i remember dreaming of a ghost
in whispers I heard him sing
he told me that I shall too be
swept away by the northern winds

one hand and two doves
an elephant hiding in the gloves
three fingers and one ring
a broken boat that wouldn't sink
seven ounces written in
words in the air without ink
a wizard dancing on the moon
making the flowers bloom
In gloom of the room
weaving stars in mid-air
for the witch on the broom
falling down in rain and petals on
a body cut half in two
doctor wouldn't know what to do
severed head served on a plate
eyes admiring the view
a gypsy sitting on the chair
wrapped in clothes and hair
Talking to a floating head
asking for directions
to a headless body awaiting
an embrace and dissection
a man hiding in anothers flesh
vanishing in thin air
the scent of ****** blood
eclipsing all everywhere
candles burning in shadows
a river of wax dripping from an ear
molten corpses whispering
in more tongues they can hear
near the box that swallows
every word that has been spoken
flesh falling from the bones
fresh and rotten
as the wand touches the hat
and a hand caresses an eye
reaching deep inside the abyss
so every card can live a lie
in the shade that falls across
glittering butterflies in the sky
the ones staring in the mirror
might lose their eyes
and go blind
before they can even hear the words.

mechanical minds and hearts
possessed animals
put together with blood and shards
concrete carnivals
dancing in the rains and far
breathing toxic fumes
so they can be dead at last
that's all they speak of
how the tomorrow will change
why pretend to be humans then
when all you are is a name
living lies inside a box
glued to screens watching masters
a generation lost in the mist
hypnotised by an invisible monster
slaves butchered by the quarter
forced to feed upon the fodder
when has the blood become
a symbol of the law and order
millions die for the cause of a few
while a herd chews on the green  
if you must please enjoy the view
this is for all there has ever been
a person tends to lose his mind
if he has no place left to be alone
hearing them voices grow louder
a prisoner inside his own home
and that's where they spend their all
inside four walls rotting and bleeding
savage men and the pretty dolls
Skeletons in the closet screaming
toxic faces disfigured and molten
painted in scars purple and red
waging wars across the oceans
filling puddles with tears wept
our voice has become silent
as our bones slowly rust
one day we'll be consumed
in our violence,
and be made in dust.

sickening voices
and sinister whispers
a fading oasis
by the tear it withers
these empty cold walls
lingering in the shadows
i await in the dark
Of the moment that follows
when screams become too loud
and someone knocks on the door
you have heard that tale
so many times before
of strangers hiding
beneath another strangers bed
eyes lurking in the basement
but you never see the head
skeletons in the closet
and corpses piling on the streets
reaping the fodder
for the next monster to breed
I abide my sins by the hour
till sun-sets I weep for the night
then I weep some more
wearing them shadows in moonlight
a rotten taste on my tongue
by biting on my own flesh and bone
ashes seeping in my lungs
taking away my time to mourn
this life I am told is a gift
I should be alive till it lasts
there's a god I need to worship
in his glory I should bask
but all these books
they teach me about our debts
all these words
they preach about our regrets
strange shapes haunt you
random number makes you afraid
you get lost inside the riddles
that you have made
tearing you apart in animals
in savages that know only the sky
the green of the wooden wells
white mountains tall and high
they lock you in chains
if you confess what you've known
like we're different than them
being miserable in their homes
as I fall back in my cage
in white sheets lying in a circle
blood sowed in every page
forming another circle
with no beginning
or an end
i can bow my head
but them knees won't bend
for they have only known
a thousand miles traversed
peeking inside every home
all the memories travelled
and as the steel cuts the flesh
all they would ever see is a scar
they say I am mental
but how can I escape who we are
and what we'll always be
another error for them to see
we'll always be different

an ahsen'd sea
falling down the ceiling like rain
in cold I can't sleep
and tears have been bled again

i wish I could see
all the faces that change
pick one for me
so I can hide my pain

hope i can still feel
if ever things go back the same
these wounds must heal
or I will drive myself insane

in the moments that were killed
by the memories I once had
an abyss slowly and calmly filled
until even the sunlight growed black

i see an Apocalyptic
tale weaved in my dreams
a cryptic voice
that now and then screams

while I sit so naked
in the dark so alone
all this time I've waited
for someone to find home

ashes falling on my skin
hiding me somewhere in this room
as when the lights go dim
you can almost see my gloom

you can touch them scars
and you can find it in my eyes
in there you'll find no heart
it has been eaten by them lies

I have a pen to speak my curse
but no one here to hear my song
for all that I say in my every word
so much silence has come and gone

I must not let myself disappear
in the hollow of my own cage
be consumed by my fear
and burnt alive by my rage

but these chains won't leave
until I become who I have to be
all these other faces I keep
someday I've to set them free

chanting those names
I think I'm finally falling asleep
I'm not here to play no games
a point end can cut deep

i will spill this rain on them
and feed them the burnt embers
only one way this will end
'cause the north always remembers

so, my cold breath,
caught you by suprise
did my love for you-
caused your love to die

so, my hurt,
was too painful to hide
but was it enough for you-
to make you say good-bye

watching your every step,
I know you're still not satisfied.
the voices in my head
tell me you can't see me alive.

pretending you don't care
if we never meet again
I would still want you my dear
Nevertheless my pain

I would love you till I die
And haunt you ever the same
Someday those tears will dry
in a smile for a name

I will be there in the blue skies
and I will be there in the rain
you'll see how fast the time flies
but how something's never change






my love for you will never die
nor will the memories fade
I've prayed for you enough times
Sometimes by my blade

I've taken every vows of ours
even the ones you forbade
you've given me enough scars
more than I could ever take

you are mine and that's a promise
I've kept a count of all my tears
It doesn't matter where you run
you'll always find me close and near

either we sail for the blue seas
and the skies blue and clear
or we drown together in red
my love, you've nothing to fear









my love, i long for an embrace
for seasons to change and be old
you belong to me, please stay
or it won't take long to be cold

my love, you'll have nothing to fear
if you do as you are to be told
I will love you more than I can bear
or more scars you can hold







I can't stop you from leaving
but I'll never stop loving you
I would be there, everywhere
in everything you'll ever do







my love for you will never die
even if I did

I look straight in your eyes
my love, you won't see it




you were the one I wanted to die with
Now, I am but a corpse in love.

the old king saw him young
and now he saw no child
what he bore with all his love
gave him a fruit rotten and wild
in songs of him, in lores of them
he heard not a sound
and now when he could see more clear,
He saw only the dark all around.

and where is my crown, the old king asked-
Should I bow my head so low ?
You stand there with one mocking smile,
What truth I don't know ?
in a sky so blue, in a sky so dark
we stand strong behind our walls
and if you dare to bleed my love
You'll taste the sharp of my claws.
not on my head, not on my throne
but them eyes know no lies
and in here with all that is mine
you dare to look in my eyes ?







and so he whispered and so he spoke,
of the gods young and old-
the little man with red in his eyes-
and the words so cold

and so he screamed and so he spoke
of the lores young and old
the little man with red in his eyes-
and a sorrow to behold.

so the king won't see the stars those change,
in the glow of his throne ?
them colours do change, oh my lord
but every moment a new morrow is born
what is mine and what is yours
that is not for us to weep
and when you're gone, oh my king
what you leave will be mine to keep
beyond the pines I see what we can claim,
Is that not how the world goes by ?
In the stones when they engrave our names,
they would sing not about the moment we died.





If you seek the glory you abide, hear-
the gods won't hear your call
so what if you have age by your side,
you haven't seen the scattered dolls
and where is your kingdom ?
to rule them all,
is that how you will cause them stars to fall ?
you are mine and i am your king
you know nothing what lies beyond those walls
In a sky so blue, in a sky so dark
the stars have a place to hide
and what will you do when you have them claws-
Open your heart far and wide ?






and so he cursed and so he wrote
every tear down on a page
and so he purged and so he wrote
Every scar from the rage

and so he cursed and so he wrote
every drop on the page
and so he purged and so he wrote
behind the curtains of the stage





I will find my own fate, said the little man
my father knows nothing of the ills I've seen
we're mocked all about from beyond the walls
I've always wanted what we must have once been
In the name of the gods I must seek the justice
my blood will seep in the ground and mark my claim
I will uproot the graves and make the dead speak
for they knows about the people beyond the walls, small and strange