The Angel......

The devil in disguise
Or maybe Godsend
But, she is what I have
My new best friend

She weakens my shell
She helps me to cry
She burns herself
But never asks me why?

As I draw her closer
My worries seem to cease
I close my eyes and relax
As she flows through me

I kiss her soft lips
I feel her warmth
The fire in body
Cools me down

Her kiss burns my lips
Her breath hurts my soul
But she does for a moment
Block the gaping hole

White like an angel
Heart, dark and dry
She helps me control
She gives me a high

But like all those
Who for me are dear and close
She exhausts herself
And burns to ashes
Like all my friends
She regrets being there,
and realises later….
That the flame on the wrong end of my cigarette
Is far greater….

I’m Not A Poet......

My hand starts moving.
On the paper the quill screams
Out flow the emotions
The regrets and the dreams
It seems like poetry,
Whatever I’ve written
But, I’m not a poet
It’s not verses that I pen.

The lines themselves
Are my tears, are my smile
Through my quill, on my paper
I sketch myself every once a while
I record my life, or maybe
Try to tell someone, as it did once happen
I’m not a poet
It’s not verses that I pen.

Maybe it’s a plea
Maybe it’s an accusation
Maybe I just want to be heard
But it’s my only consolation
Maybe I’m just hoping
That someone-somewhere….will listen….
I’m not a poet
It’s not verses that I pen

The words are my pain
My love, my anger, my sorrow
The ink is my own blood
The pen is my bone, which by now is hollow…
I only try…
To relieve the pain,
To re-live the joy…
Of times forgotten….
I’m not a poet
It’s not verses that I pen

The world starts to blur
Scenes flash in front of my eyes
I stare at them transfixed
And simply note-down all the truths and lies
Leaving some mark on the sands of time
Eternalizing a memory now and then
I’m not a poet
It’s not verses that I pen

Crying out every word
Smiling out every line
Like ém or hate ém
At least they are mine
In lands of dreams and rhymes
I lose myself quite often
But I’m still not a poet
It’s not verses that I pen.

Forgotten.... Forsaken Lands....2

Look me not in the eye
For I am the bane of man-kind
Vultures shall rip your eyes
And you shall serve me blind.
Neither hope, nor solace
Naught death, not grace
In these lands shall you find.

Fate is the judge, I am the law
Justice and freedom are just lies
I can take out the heart
And make it’s beating stop
In front of their very eyes
For here one needs no heart, no soul
Only lust and anger would suffice.

I rule by sheer power
It is neither evil nor good
By power you survive
And by blade and blood
Have you ever seen death before?
I decide you should.
So you think you are brave
Many do, until they see what is under it’s hood

In his anger, the lord made earth of paradice
I shall create hell on earth
Each mother shall think twice
For every child will be evil from birth
Honesty, valor, souls and emotions
Shall be wiped off, for what they are worth
Humans, snakes, hyenas and jackals ,
Shall chew your bones and grin with mirth.

You can try to speak out, to rebel, to run,
But you are gagged and bound by my
invisible chain…
Those who try to think or threaten
Were, are and will be slain
For none have left and none shall leave
All those who enter my domain
Do not question, my eternal slave
This is my land!
Here, I rock! I rule! I reign!

Forgotten.... Forsaken Lands....

The heavens pour fire

The soil burns in reply

The earth screams in agony

Down comes crashing the sky.

Mother nature pleads for help

But none heed her cry.

The souls burnt black

The hollow shells walk.

Darkness shall strike back

As satan gives a knock

In the harbors of heaven n hell

The demons shall dock.

They say this is my land

Where I shall rule till eternity

The lord has backed away

And doomed me with immortality

I shall see the fall of mankind,

And rot among the skeletons of society.

The mighty kingdom has fallen

In the dark, I see no light

There rises a shriek from the earth itself

As its children do nothing but fight

The moon has waned one last time

And it shall remain one endless dark night.

This is the end of civilization

The bricks of it crumble in the acid rain

Man drinks man’s blood

As if he’s forgotten the pain

Let zeus and satan be gone.

This is my land!

Here, I rock! I rule! I reign!