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 Dec 2013 Salil Panvalkar
Mercy B
Have I become estranged with compassion, not entirely, I guess I would say only when compassion is directed toward me.
The gleaming gates of tranquility are off there in the distance, but just my luck no gate keeper and I've not got exact change to pay the fee.
I have become complacent in this misguided routine of bitting my tongue only to wearily sit and bide my time.
Unintentionally a barrier was put up that blocks my words from what you understand, yet they flow so freely through my "silly little rhyme"
The sounds that my silent screams make is deafening and this weight I carry is demolishing my inner strength but still I won't let go.
These emotions are festering inside me to the point of bursting out but I must maintain composure for the world must never know.
 Dec 2013 Salil Panvalkar
Mercy B
The sky has just began to grow dark and a slight chill rushes up her spine as the cool water washes across her toes.

The sand beneath her body is soft and still warm as she sprawls out, remembering his words, her eyes gently close.

She recalls his piercing stare and how she could not break their gaze, no matter how deep within he just may see.

The way he effortlessly drew out her feelings, unable to fight it, nor was their any fear of letting her words flow free.

Her body blended so comfortably, almost as if fate had designed her to fit perfectly into his soothing embrace.

Neither willing to acknowledge the impending goodbye, longing to get lost in this perfect moment, and hide from the time they chase.  

She curled up in her memories of him, blocking out all of the clutter her days can bring, she wanted to hold onto this feeling for just a bit more.

As he walks away he glances back once more, his thoughts drowning in anticipation for another night like this, a night like never before.
 Dec 2013 Salil Panvalkar
Mercy B
I still have not found a way or maybe it is just that I have not got the will to, once and for all say my final goodbye.

I have tried to make my peace, many a long and lonesome night, each time I begin my heart only screams out why.

Painfully  I replay the memories of our lives as to never forget, keep them vivid right up until the very end.

I hold on to you because without you I feel lost, at the same time knowing goodbye is what will help my heart mend.

The meaning of the word rattles me, in essence the sheer magnitude of it  is what I can not get past.

Almost a year has gone bye and the anguish inside me has not yet begun to ease, how much longer can it last?

Each time the quite settles in and the stillness takes it's hold, I hear her voice urging me to move on, so once again I try.

Lord grant me the knowledge, I implore thee on bended knee, tell me how to begin to say goodbye.
 Dec 2013 Salil Panvalkar
Mercy B
I will not allow anyone' s judgments further even one more moment of self doubt
              They can't break me.
The demoralizing words cast my way mean nothing and the lack of faith,
              Stronger it will make me.

Finally I have realized that I do not have to live up to their set of standards, always trying to impress.
               I alone will break their mold.
No longer will I vie for others affection or seek to achieve someone else's perfection,
                I will let my own story unfold.

My mistakes are unique to just myself, I will embrace them, learn and keep moving on.
                Standing true on my own two feet.
I will have both successes and failures throughout the journey  before me.
                 Never again shall I give into defeat.
So much more true than the day I wrote this.
 Dec 2013 Salil Panvalkar
Mercy B
If you stand so very still you just may hear giddy little fireflies (dancing in the moon kissed sky) whisper across the wind a wondrous tale, otherwise kept hidden within their light.

Secrets from the Land of Never Here, a forgotten world where our most coveted dreams are born and shimmering starlight is no longer bound solely to the night.

Fascinating tales of an enchantress, the keeper of bewitched forest, so captivating that even the strongest of hearts fall helpless when caught in the magnetism of her gaze.

Where a hillside water fall displays capricious streams of color crashing down over smooth rocks, the mist creating a delicate rainbow haze.

A land where the wild imagines of poetic minds are captured and given life, where one's inner sprite is encouraged to frolic  and flutter, never stifled or confined.

It is a world of endless wonders where each new dawn  the brilliant sun rises up into the pristine sky singing out  melodious song nourishing the canvas in your mind.

Where fantasy and reality mesh splendidly into the now and the allurement of what tomorrow may bring fills one with anticipation and excitement instead of worry and fear.

A refuge in which time sets forth with specific pace, never late, for one will find themselves right where they should be in the Land of Never Here.
Written for my momma, I know she would have liked this. I miss you more than I could ever express.
the dead re-materialise by the side of the roadside
they are visible as though seen through a spotlight
it is a brutally interrogative light
that magnifies these corpses
makes them resemble the fragments
of suicidal terracotta pots
it magnifies them as symbolic equivalents
of their real image
its beam dazzles broken glass on the pavement
the breakage an impersonation of their cataclysm
causing the edges of seeing to hurt
and hearing to submerge itself
in a turquoise blue aquarium in fear
as speech sounds a primitive retreat
in its atavistic echoes of inveterate distraction
there is a disorder of blood stains on the road
where all emotional impulse is volatilised
causing a wild distillation of programmed anxiety
which in a different vocabulary becomes
a figment of somebody else's imagination
causing a sinister, stuporous, stagnancy of sound
in palpitations, dropped heartbeats, nausea, headaches
and a foul change in bowel function
Curtained in a shower,
Hidden from a world I once knew,
Imprisoned for desires,
Hidden in a world away from you.

When will they accept me?
When will they see I'm one of them.
Why do they reject me?
When will they let me walk among them.
  
Clouded in a smokescreen,
No window to see the soul i feel,
Surrounded by the low screams,
Of more like you left like me.

They took away the dream lights,
Left me all alone without a trace,
Can't tell if it is day or night,
I can't even recognize this face.
  
I had it all
Had it all
Had it all !
  
When I was another man.
Ma
Open smiles were fading away

As the seeds grew into trees

Innocent babies falling on the mother

Foreign guillotines flying free



The river of blood flowing by her

Mother’s sons are rising too

Fiery eyes blinded by the sister

You were a part of it too



Open your eyes and look up at the sky

Oh Mother we won’t let you cry

Your salty tears gushing down the rivers

Will bring your boys back home to life

Pretty birds will sing out for you Mama

We’ll build a heaven around you

MA!


All the toys were stolen by the father

And the children suffer in loneliness

One ******* gone brings around another

Our pockets overflowing with emptiness


Sad little sister fears the brother

She can’t hug mama all alone

Left to kiss the feet of the mother

She has lost her way back home


Its time to wipe your tears ma

Its time to forget your fears ma

Its time for me to come home ma

Its time you were not alone ma

Its time to….
Screaming in the chambers of your mind
Silently you wail in pain
There's no silence you can find,
He's in your mind, you're insane.
The birds are singing beyond your ears,
They say what you don't want to know,
Scatter your mind and face your fears,
There's nowhere else to go .
Search your heart and one day you'll find,
Silence is a myth.

The light in the tunnel has been turned off,
You hold out your hand to guide you,
No one will hold you and lead you on,
The darkness engulfed within you.
Blackened tears reflect in your eyes,
They hide away your right to see.
In the distance, muffled in a cry,
One day there you will be.
Search your mind and one day you'll find,
Darkness is a myth.

Someday at dawn you'll meet the lunatic,
He looks an aweful lot like the man in the mirror.
Burnt and broken you fall through the opening,
Into your mind, with the madman, trapped in a tear.
Hungry wolves emerge from your thoughts,
Devour you all and you're left behind to see,
Torn and withered , the soul that you fought,
Was yours, and all that remains is me.
Search your soul and now you'll see,
I'm just a myth.
Just like you, just like them.
Soft rhythmic ticking of a mechanical heart,
You scream for silence,
But she ticks on.
You stand still,
Bathing in the winter sun,
Burning in the blinding snow,
Which way do we go?
Which route do we take.
It's a straight shot to the other side from here,
Formless spirits tempt you with dreams.
Break enough rules,
And they will crown you Eagle King,
Soaring above the common man,
In self appointed wings,
You watch everything,
You look down upon the lesser flightless creatures.
Dust covered unopened books fill up the library,
Once a prospering civilization,
They have been reduced to brainwashed moths,
They go where the light takes them.
Watchful eyes cover the walls of this city,
Every movement tracked,
Every voice heard,
Everyone watched.
The night offers the promise of freedom,
Climb the wall and escape,
The world is new,
The world is you.
Three hundred miles away,
Your ****** feet leave a trail,
The vultures are waiting.
Feast your eyes on the magic of a new power,
A golden city with candles afloat,
Sand haired women with velvet dresses
Watch you from across the street,
You're a stranger among them,
Prepare your eyes for the fall of life,
They hold a banquet
To celebrate the meeting of the wolf and man,
It starts to pour as they touch.
Unanswered prayers hum in the air,
Suspended on the strings of doubt,
They have been returned to the sender.
Across the firepit,
Six sick savages mock the fiddler,
The music stops, words are exchanged,
And there's blood.
Six shades of red fluid,
Creeping slowly to fuel the fire that stares.
I've had enough.
I retire to my tent and someone's waiting,
I am the eagle king,
Her red hair paints the sheets red,
My thoughts go back to the six shades
I witnessed moments ago.
There's a murderer on the loose,
I didn't ask for this.
Set off into the night
Towards the temples of the East,
I may find my peace,
In a little corner of the marble city,
Bow down to the idols like sheep in the crowd,
The blade comes swiftly,
I felt no pain.
The sacrifice has been made,
There's no more waiting now,
You'll have your answer in the mail tomorrow.
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