Forever more
That's what you said
My heart you tore
You didn't mention that
Aches of pain in my chest
You let me bleed to a foreign death
Classed me up like no other
In despair you also killed my brother
A lie or a mental case
Before I could mend
You smashed my face
Left me in a corner to the end
Pools of blood all around
Bleeding to death on the ground
You stood looking unrecognized
The tools you cleaned and organized
I gasped with my torn face
Death crawling at a fast pace
The feel of heat on my body
Unable to see or call somebody
Lighting up fire and burning my flash
You laughed and cried, a bucket of splash
Fused off the fire, almost dead
Heart still beating, you seemed scared
I was still alive when you buried me
My love, my life...O' what you made me see
My own tortuous death by your hand
Which once I held with love till the end
Now, all buried with a beating heart
What have you done, what is this art?
What was your motive, you should have talked
I was your love, but my life you clocked
Within seconds my beats stopped
You dug up the grave, my head you chopped
All satisfied, you set on my grave
Weeping loud, cursing and crying
I was not brave
I was not even trying
My love for you was pure
Death as medicine, came upon as a cure...


©sim

So here we go
I shall bury you once more
In the deep crevice of my heart .
You keep resurfacing .

Grand edifices, seem pretty nice
Hoarding up money, such a heist
Pockets full, everything to boast
All that luxury, all that toast

Curtains of wealth, over those eyes
Trapped in such a state of vice
Stockpiles of silver and gold
Deal, a sign, everything sold

Wealth in reality, zero a price
Counting em, this year x thrice
Pretending to be above n bold
The stiff heart you couldn't mould

Crawling over body, ants and lice
Scorpions too, it's nothing nice
Shivering with fear and cold
The pain, agony, all foretold

In the grave, horrendous mice
Game's over for the rolling dice
No one to tell, weren't you told
To that paper now grab a hold

May it be Burj khalifa, all those malls
The huge tall towers, everything falls
Sabotag shall suffer those proud walls
(Awaits!)
The vast stage, superior than all halls