My soul burns through these eyes
while I seek you out
through this blizzard
of life.
The rain of my soul,
wets my face,
as you dried it
with your winds of light.
I am oblivious
to your presence,
yet you're there.
Amongst the shadows
of my mind,
and blood in my veins.
Made to enliven me,
like an elixir.

The tubes go in and out,
of me.
The machines bleep to the
the rhythm of my heart,
which is disrupted,
due to a waltz.
The waltz of my soul,
slowly,
as I watch it swirl into
the splendid abyss.
I rewind, on the edge;
of my life's glories.
Oh! I lived.
I think of my future,
on Earth,
As I venture deeper,
into the abyss

The time will write history
through the lines on my body,
But will you write the story
of our beating hearts,
an untold story?

The lonely child waits,
For her parents with a lolly
In her hand.
As she can't wait to play with papa
And bake cookies with mama.
She asks why they are asleep
to her uncle.
As he watches their bodies lower
Into the soil with tears that roll
Down his face, as he hugs her close,
to obliviate her future despair

The life's ride unravels
new visions yet to travel,
through the eyes of the old,
who lived through his life, bold.
Through the odes of the heroes
that survived the rain of arrows,
the blood that spoke in it's silence,
outliving the brutal violence.
The swords that reeked of cynical intent
that left the voices of the needy distant,
into the mundane walk of evolution,
into the urbane solution
of living through a window
of technology due to a limbo,

caused by a uncanny cough.

The night lit with red lamps,
oozing musk into the air,
the moon's drunk in the rhythm
of the dancer's heart,
as he twirls his partner.

She smiles through the night
as the jasmines on her hair
fills his heart with rivers
of passion of the heavens.

The mystique of the night
grips time as it stands still,
as they get engraved in time .

The air grows crisp,
as the emotions for him
become dense.
Reliving the suffocation,
of the soul, as he fought
for his life
in the hands of
the spawn of the devil.
Together with tarnished
memories the world,
moves with weary steps.
For the sequel
of justice.

The clouds of the skies
ripped open her agonies
today,
As I patiently observed
her tremendous thunders go unheard
to all.
As she poured her tears
all into the soil's lairs,
once parched.
As the winds blew to soothe
her swollen eyes, in her blues
he stayed.
While she broke down binds
each thunder, the winds
blew through
Her hair as her tears dried
up and sunshine gleamed through
her smile.
He gleamed.

The eagles will pick on us, my child
while we nurture our soil,
they will confine us to the unwanted,
but you must rise, my child.
They will spill our blood and feast,
while we weep under the fog of the ceased.
Keep your head high my child,
before their curse falls upon you,
Our skies remain blurred,
but never stop clearing them my child
for the boiling spilled blood rages among us
for their cries were unvoiced.
Let the soil worms rise again to the surface,
and make their soils fertile again.

Loneliness shrouds me,
as I walk along this path
once again.


The unknown air of silence,
grips my mind,as I close my eyes
once again.


I hear the waters at the end of the chasm
as I dream of drowning,
once again.

Paint it,
my blank canvas
of life, before the sun
rises again and burns us down again.
Let it dry before it rains and ruins our painting.

The gardens of perfumed bliss
make me stop and stare as the
fumes run through me,
igniting the odes of passion
that once died in the drought
of the wilted roses in my dreams.

Riot in my mind

I stare at the azure sky,
As it lightens up and
Dies; just to come back
       To life again.
Silently as the universe
Races forward in time,
I lag back due to the riots,
Of my mind,that I'm
Constantly entangled in.

The cure is oblivious to me.
The riot builds up as I grow ,
Engulfing me in the fire ,
Of insanity.
Desperate to find the cure for the oblivious.

As I burn in the flames,
You found me, rescued me.
Untwining me of my riots,
Hushing the flames.
As you lead me out of oblivion.

My obligation to you is boundless,
Like the bjeweled skies at night.
My soul was stirred ,
By your charity of mind.
I am much obliged.

The ashes of your fire that burnt
me adorns my heart,
like a sweet laced with poison.

Among the vultures that lurk
in the shadows of mistrust,
I seek out my missing pieces.

The days that were broken mirrors,
left the scars to last an eternity
as I fixed them with the gold of silence.

The scars heal, yet they remain
to scare away rays in the dark
as my blood runs cold.

Time slips away,
as you prepare my
farewell;
And I drown into
the ocean of thoughts,
unprepared, alone
as I gnaw at my cage
relentless,
as the pomp
is heard outside.
The wings cut off and
freedom seized for
the shallow prestige
of the vultures.
The words given, now
wash away with
the water,
as I desperately try to
find it,
and identity and faces
changed for the
benefit of some.
The boneless spectators,
watch as I am
made to dance,
in the show of Honour.
As I become "dignified".

The grim face of chaos

sets in as the world gets

chained to the cacophony.

Speech of silence is unknown,

The silent tortured in their mental cages.

The world lies red
ahead of me.
As the smokes hit
my lungs.
It burns into me as
it dissolves
the air of fear out
into the grave
of roses,red.
Where I plant the
saplings
of love that is to glow.

Stop holding me back for once,
see the fire burning in every ounce
of scribbles and words of mine.
Stop making me guilty for my flight,
and look into the horizon so bright.
Stop making me resent your roof,
while all this time you stay aloof.
Stop shaming me for someone's fault,
and let them go into the devil's vault
of sins, see the virtues in me that I lock
from the fear that you might tear and block.
Stop thinking my life for your honour,
and save this human in me from this horror.
Stop it, with your words that shatter my esteem
and do make me drift away from your team.
Stop the assumptions from the lores of the devil,
and look into my dreams arranged in levels.
Stop it , Stop it, Stop it,
When will you feel words I write
and stop linking insanity with my fight.  
Stop it

The words flow as she
waited for him to see
the rainbow at the end
through this storm
of your mind that washes
it's agony over you.

It aches and pains but
they dry up with time.
Yet you take the leap
into the oblivion.

My lashes get heavy
with tears as you
go on letting the storm
make you bleed yourself away.

As I invoke for your bright
permanent and banish
your temporary.

Your mind is your slave,
that ought to lead you
in the storm,not
to banish you.

Heed my words for thyself,
and let the doors of
enlightenment unbolt
for you.

Take away these brick and stones,
that we seek shelter in.
Take away the promises you once
pacified us all with.
Take away the blue skies above us,
and replace it with grey clouds.
Take away the land that your fraudulent
minds apparently amass.
Take away the nature which grew
it's roots deep into our souls.
Take away our property, wealth and trophies
that still reek of our sweat of ages.
Take away the media that we see
and blindfold her with injustice.
Take away but you can never take the soul
that keeps this land alive.
Take away but you can never take the knowledge
of your people.
Take away but you can't wipe the smile off
our children of soil.
Take away but we don't forgive nor forget.

The teardrops on these windows
of my soul, blur the view
of the pristine tomorrow.
My lungs choked with anxiety,
as the lasses tread gaily across fields
and soak the sun.
These tears block the sunrays,
binding me to the darkness
as I smash those windows.
The tears laugh as it tries to pin
me down in the gutters of despair,
as I beseech the sun to dry these drops away.

The rose petals fall,
like snowflakes
as they twirl,
to the strings of
the violin.

The two souls twirl,
as their hearts beat,
in unison, tenderly
as they endear each other
deep into their eyes.

Their sacred relish,
dots the future,
welcomes the future.
Filling their lives,
as they dance to the end,
of bliss.

As the rain falls
I seek in the halls,
for the familiar thunder
that took me under
under the magic
of the dark logic.
Through the dark streets
you walk with treats
for my shaded soul,
as you whisper slow,
"do I terrify you?"
as I grin through
these healed wounds.

I wish you'd all see the person
in me beneath my insecurities,
layers of locks into my heart.
Why'd you leave me before I speak?
am I not as normal as you?
what is normal if there are many?
Am I crazy or are you blind to see the
normal in me?
I wonder what's missing in me that
forced you to leave.
As you remain blind to the eons
of hope that remains in my heart for you.
As I redefine my normal for the next layer of lock
that encapsulates my heart.