'Don't come near me..i'm a burning flame..i'll reduce you to ashes' she said.

'Good..then fire can't do me any more damage..'coz i'm already ash.The fire of life has reduced me to ashes years ago' i said.

She looked at me with utter disdain and then kissed me like i had never been kissed before.
And i could feel myself burning again.

and God gives me what I need
be it living, love, or dreams.

I have so much to say
But given the opportunity
I'm silent

Stencils and pencils
Sharpener mishaps
Doodles, scribbles
Scrambling shades
Blending sketches
Running axis points
Spherical shadows
Tinting hints and hues
Pencilled portraits
Cruel crooked eyes
The bendy nose
Philosophical muse
Artistically inspired
Shading and fading
Realistically amused
Fused within reality
Surreal tuned vices  
Meet-ups and sit ups
Outlines freakily patched

Relentless traffic blight
Despite that fight
No snow or ice
Here it's quite
Paradise

Death isn't where we lay
Yet, is where we are born
As I lay in silence
Breaking  the silence
You heard, in your mind
One to many times
Silently our memory screams
Never to be heard,
until it is too late
Until,
the echo from all the silence
Screams so loud
that our ears bleed
Until the echo of that silence
Is heard,
Until,
it is free
Until,
it breaks the chains of silence
Until,
its soul breaks free
Until...