Friday, July 25, 2014

A drug addict.

Penetrating my skin with the filthy, pre-owned injections,
I yowl, lying down in the heart of mother earth,
Dying with every stroke, never brooding over repercussions,
I swallow the agonizing anguish of no worth.

The world around me is vivacious,
I, on the other hand living the most tragic demise,
Alms they throw, receive a gracias,
I get some pennies for my drugs, 'tis no less than a prize.

The clothes stinking, my hair sticky,
Bathing myself in scorching heat,
With dust and depression making me witty,
and with swear words, they throw me off the street.

It started an year ago, making my obsession grow,
Some weed at a local shop, cigarettes from a friend,
And led me to this never ending dwam and trance,
Pleasant hallucinations at start, terrifying nightmares'd follow.

Times were bad, stars were dull,
My father died, the business sull,
Escape I found, on the darkest of road,
Turned into a living death whilst seeking gold.

No peace I found, no hums to surround,
Long nights of groan, never ending days of wails,
A wish I make with every drug I take,
Not open my eyes again to these deathly trails.

Thursday, July 24, 2014

You, my love.

Bit by bit, the air knitted star dust into an enchanting miracle and painted a portrait of yours on the canvas of this universe. Beauty akin to the moon, heart as soft as the vision of velvet like nebulae and eyes, sparkling like the brightest star in a dark hole. You entered my life with a radiance of light like a supernova, lightning every atom of me, shimmering all bits of me, leaving me bewildered. You endeavored to take me out of the dark deep black hole I was dwelling in, with the gravity of your love and saved me from thousand of asteroids of hatred I was sowing for myself that would've resulted in an explosion worse than that of a death star. You, my love, have illuminated my universe more than the sun could.

Monday, July 14, 2014

The seraphic ambience.

Curse flees,
Glory invades,
Hues it white,
The ball so bright,
Cadavers rise,
Praises the Lord,
Discards them thoughts,
Broken and distort,
Slumber approaches,
Lulls them to sleep,
Shallow fellows,
With frail beliefs,
Whilst the pious sings,
The holy psalms,
Ecstasy takes over,
Sprinkling charms,
Enlightens the soul,
Fills the dark holes,
He then grants the ones,
Thorns and guns,
Ignorant who were,
Drinking worldly life's rum,
And honours the ones,
With heavens they yearn,
Loyal and faithful,
Who have been to Him,
They'll now carry,
A wide grin.

Saturday, July 5, 2014

Soldier.

Away from my home;
Every second, I feel alone,
I yearn for the embrace of my father's arms;
But I can't let my nation suffer for alms,

I get a flashback of the old times;
Mother croons to me the nursery rhymes,
The nightingales would envy her voice;
Now, all I hear is the painful cries,

When I crawl in these bushy fields;
My elbows howl, my knees shriek,
And yet that light is what I follow;
To save my people from the ones so shallow,

And with bravery that comes from prayers,
I shell the houses of brutal critters,
Extinguishing sanctuaries of barbarous,
Demolishing refuge of torturous,

And the light of victory awaits us,
In hours of pain, does it motivate us,
Thus, I continue and fight,
Be it day or night.

Rain.

Every drop of this downpour is like oil being added to the inferno of my woes. I discern every part of my heart singeing when the drops from the heaven fall on the scars, the scars that life gave me. Rain, this shower from eden, had always been something I had fancied all my life. It was a synonym of happiness to me. But today, it came along a tornado and took away all the euphoria and brought a bundle of sorrows wrapped in blue lightning and played a terrifying music that left me afrightened. A music that is still haunting me and even after all these hours I feel every beat of it thumping in my ears. The rain is searing me, every part of me, leaving me into ashes. Each ash uttering its own story, every flake singing the lyrics of its own melancholy. Oh life, how brutal are your realities. The chaste and pure rain cloaked itself with happiness and the closer I got, it revealed the terrifying face and rebuked each and every atom of mine, melting me, and in no time, I was just like those drops, flowing down, ceasing my existence.