I've had a taste of my father's medicine
But it wasn't in any way a cure.
It stung like the strongest kind of heroine
That made me prisoner in this ****** moor.

It was an addictive transformation
Where I almost lost myself
A painful venom was set in motion
Yet I didn't want to cry for help.

I don't need those foggy glasses
I'm a man with a spider's sense
I weave courage while I kick some *****
Not a nerd who cleans his camera's lense.

But how can I be called strong
If I couldn't even beat this irony
Though I save a hundred people all day long
I couldn't protect those who are dear to me.

If only I could defeat the monster
This eight-legged demon inside me
I wouldn't have to say "In great power
Comes great responsibility."

Do you know what happens
When two worlds collide?
It's like a churn of eggs and beer
In a gastronomic ride.

At first it could be delicious
That it takes you all the way
To a taste of hershey's kisses
Or a scent of red boquet.

You'll wish that it remain like this
And believe it to be true
That there's no moment you  would want to miss
And you've figured out all clue.

But then the waves go tossing
And the sweet and sour will blend
To a bitter flavor toxicating
Two hearts to a drunken end.

The tearing and the swearing
Could make you realize
That the biggest toll of loving
Is making it real in your eyes.

So what's left is a rancid vapor
From two hearts both left for dead
That will free all pain and horror
From the lips they're left unsaid.

Here we are standing still
At the tail of a rumbling storm
Beyond a sea of wrecked homes.

But even if the thunder rolls
Above the graves of a thousand souls
Our faith will light a beacon of hope.

We will not feel our body ache
From the shattered glasses
By the surge of raging waters.

Our feet will wander restlessly
Until our hungry hearts will find a home
To slumber in the restless nights.

Our heads will still look up to see
The present covered by clouds of grey
Open to a future of the bluest skies.  

Our voice shall reach the heavens
Until the endless drops of rain
Wash away the tears in our eyes.

We will wake up to the warmth
Of all the love we've lost
That we will keep in our mending hearts.

We will step towards a brighter day
And soon all of these shall pass
Like a glow of rainbow after the  rain.

She speaks of truth in her every lie
We saw a calumny in a wolf's cry
Her words had sprung a thousand wraith
Dragging herself to hell's scorching gate.

We watched her as she lifts the curse
A harbinger for what could be worse
The antagonist of a hundred episodes
Reached epiphany as her secret unfolds.

Like a canary in a lion's cage
Devoured soon by the teeth of rage
She chose silence over vindication
Such a piety of a lost religion.

A game she started but could not end
For what its worth, a life to expend
A boomerang of the Death's scythe
Kindred heads are all there is to writhe.

Your glorious days are gone with the wind
As Justice judged all those who sinned
Now you sit alone in that morbid chair
And a familiar scent shall fill the air.

Verily, you will bear the shame
And stain the sake of your clan's name
As our eyes watch in the shadows of the fray
To claim what was ours, a hunted prey.

Life is a heck of an application.
You may know how it should start
But you can't be certain how it will end.

You can never delete what has been written
But you can give yourself a pause break
And then decide if you have to shift paths.

You cannot escape what has been laid before you
Or try some backspaces to correct your wrongs
Jumping between tabs is also impossible.

Different people will insert in your life's many chapters
Those who will shake your hand during your page ups
And those who will pat your back on your page downs.

So caps lock for all your big moments
And scroll lock for your every lofty dream
Num lock for every blessing you will receive.

If you scroll up you life's pages but get no clue
And scroll down only to find yourself regrets
Don't forget that  you can always go back home.

To the planet called Earth
And its so called overseers:
We are your distant neighbor
From a far-flung star
A thousand times greater than yours.

We don't come in peace.
Certainly, you may think
That your intergalactic
Space bound expeditions
Got us all figured out.

Your futile exploits
Gave you but an idea
That might turn out to be
A million light years away
From such a prized truth.

But we know everything
About your infant planet.
Your warm-blooded race
The silly thing you call Science
And your many weakness.

We have been here all along
Since the ancient times.
Your ancestors offered megaliths
And long tried to build relations.
But we were never pleased.

Your intelligence, though much inferior
Made us believe you are prepared enough
To decode encrypted messages on crop circles.
But even so with your best technology
You have failed us once again.

Humans! Take heed to the signs
And the warnings of our coming.
We have waited long enough
And gave you time to hone your potential
Only to find you stuck in your own maze.

You call us aliens, those big headed monsters
That you amuse yourself  in your movies.
But you are the strangest kind of life
That our probes have ever studied.
Your saga shall be recorded well.

The wooden door that I used to knock
When I come running home from school
Is the very door that embraced me back
When life outside turned cruel.

The tall racks seemed a bit older
From ***** shoes which come and gone
The vases have turned decades colder
But didn't miss a lot of fun.

The tattered canvas painting
Survived countless humid nights
As our mutters echoed up the ceiling
That stopped when we turned off the lights.

The windows are clean but rusty
With the curtains that nimble still
Where I jumped around so carelessly
As I played Tarzan up the hill.

The lights have turned gloomy
But still have the warmth inside
Like what mom still shares with daddy
A true love that won't subside.

The kitchen sizzled endlessly
As we dine there day by day
The round table remained sturdy
Through the years we sit and pray.

There laid the old bicycle I rode
With my stubborn older brother
The puppets that have lively showed
By the hands of my elder sisters.

It seems I've flown years away
But my heart remained in here
Where it found the meaning to stay
With people I laughed and shed a tear.

A house can never be a home
Unless it is filled through seasons
With a love that grows in every loam
From the hearts that need no reasons.