He mumbled this

As the time passes by the wounds will heal
From my sorrows I'll be free,

I'll walk this way but not alone
God will be there till the dawn,

Its no hallucination do you understand?
Life is a fairy tale and I'll own this wonderland,

Brilliance is something that I'll always regret
Confessions once made I'll tend to forget,

Till the horizon I'll travel and reach
Whatever I set my eyes on, I will achieve.

Ulterior Thoughts

These are the last words of my prayer
I see my faith in him vanishing into the air,

I lost the ones that I found
It seems it will happen because he told me so,

I know he can't be fair
Every other day, the grave of my faith gains a new layer,

I wake up when am not sleeping
I fall when I am not standing,

The sunrise turns me off
Cause the night stops to laugh,

At the optimism of the cynical mind
I wonder if the devil in me can be so kind.

Tour de force of Imagination

God is within us and he'll be there forever
So is the devil and nor will he die ever,

I may not be the lady luck's favorite kid
But I surely feel like one cause 'ME' doesn't breed,

I'll love to live a lot simpler life if I could, from the core
But loving the simpler me can everyone afford?

Like chilling ice their lies melt inside me
The molten fire raging underneath will you ever feel?

Truth gushes down the gutter . . .

They say the pen is mightier than the sword
Today I feel so forced,

The road begins to narrow down
As the tapering edge of the queen's crown,

You think something and you say something else
You are not exactly what you look from your face,

You are with them, you hate the most
And hunt for company in all those?

Incomplete demise

The smoke tears down my throat
Filling my lungs killing me whole,

The ritual is done and they are all asleep
The picture is clear and there's nothing more to it,

Weeping mama and shaken dad is what I see
Shocked are my friends, who meant so much to me,

Traumatizing is the whole damn scenario
In the grave too I fear the sleepy hollow,

Today when I look back, I feel nothings achieved and everything's lost
After my death it's no use digging the past.

Festooned Mindset

Not all stories end at the graveyard

Not all affairs end when they get apart,

You see something and then you don't
You live there but you still can't call it home,

The hope doesn't die when you lose
The fate doesn't cry when you choose,

All the dark creates some light
All one can find when nothing hides.

Affirmative

No one knows what happened to him
Unless you simply comprehend,

He's not the one who died of it, but all of us who will not survive,

Catastrophe will be there if it goes on like this
And no last resort shall bring back any peace,

His parents and thousands like them are stranded without a rhyme or a reason,

And they wait for their sons to bring back glory and no more treason.

The leaders justify his death
Do we still have some leftover of hate?

The Czars are gone only they are left
Cloning us won't either help.

Fate Frequency

The purity and divinity in your eyes
Waiting for someone under the starlight,

The serene and calm stream flowing by
The enchanting moonlight filling the dark sky,

The present comes stealing your past
With the trust in you I feel aghast,

You succumb to your thoughts
And I lie to myself,
I'll pay for it right here
And you won't be excused either.

That very day . . .

The church bells rang and the doors swayed open
They entered in attendance of friends, family, priest and nun,

He was the prey cause she was dressed to kill
Watching het trot in that white gown, all his dreams fulfilled,

The words repeated after the priest sounded like morning chants
He prayed to Lord Jesus, "Please her forever and all her wishes you will grant",

The ring glided onto the delicate fingers on her hand
His happiness knew no bounds and it all seemed like fairyland,

Amidst the claps, the band and the window-pane frost
He pulled her close and kissed her across,

As they drove away in an open top roadster
The Angels went to sleep.

God smiled and mumbled the last words of the story
"And they lived happily ever after."

Psalm

It was an abetting autumn breeze

They parted ways and vanished into trees,

They met again
Right there in the rain,

It all went back to where it started
Felt like everything was reincarnated,

The same rains in the porch
The same breeze through the doors,

But still it's not the same
Changed now are the rules of the game,

It's the end of the rhapsody
He is in distress and so is the lady,

Still fate had something great in store for them
A truthful God and friendship to lend.

Quiet Refusal

As the two sit face to face with a strange feeling of emptiness
They take in the emotions that have lost the battle against time,

He offers him a candy just as he used to, way back in 1928
But oh so unfortunate, cause now its forty years late,

He knows that the price of that chair where his dear son used to sit
Is much more than the richest man alive can afford to pay,

But why do things happen so early or so late
Why do we look at the rock only after we have tripped?

As the father ponders over and over again
He learns his lessons, a bit late, but better than never,

But the son still has to learn his lessons
He will once he is sixty-eight.

A stone unturned . . .

Don't worry if you are always lonesome
Cause a single rose is also a garden,

There is always a more loyal company
If you dare to gaze around
The Sun, the Moon, the Stars, if your psyche has the wanderlust,

You can count on them, as they'll be always there
Not just for you but for all those who risk their trust,

The modesty of the planets will help you vision the aspects of life
Some so gentle and others so vice,

Hunt for friends and you will be again alone, but tired
Let the pack go and you will realize the power of one.

Soul Shadow

I've wandered of many beaches
And been through a million cities,

Still nothing comes close
To what I've seen today,

Preachers and teachers they all come and go
But the one I met today will always be around,

So much the world tells and it shouts
The one's whispers are still very loud,

Shun the world and then you may hear him
The godfather whom you shall never forget,

If you can lose with him
You can win with this world,

Searching for him around the earth won't ever help
Cause the one is no one, but you yourself.

Essence of Ire

Thoughts whirling like a twister
No end to them no destination,

Insanity takes the place of imagination
Fear crawls in like the nights creatures,

The dark dances to the tune of the night
Leaving little hope and some mysterious signs,

Trying hard, still one can't visualize
The emotions behind these closed eyes.

Mystic Psyche

The waves romance the beach
The wind pampers the fallen leaves,

The rhythm obeys the guitar
The birds answer the trees,

The sky hugs the clouds
The raindrops kiss the earth,

This love is not just internal but also eternal
Because the only condition to love is,
It has to be unconditional.