Freak....

Sitting alone
in company of myself
looking out the window
at total strangers.
A scared innocent freak
in an alien world.
Feeling so numb
find comfort in pain.
A proof that I’m alive,
merely raving insane.
Clutching my hair,
plucking at my eyes.
What the fuck is wrong?
nothing at all…..
the root of madness
is life itself.
once staring at the walls,
twice looking at the sky,
searching for answers
of questions unknown.
sitting,laying,standing
does anything change?
weeping,sleeping,dieing
will it make a difference?
searching blankness now…….
existing without emotion.
in perfect harmony now,
me and my isolation.

Burning Alive....

I’m walking alone on a lonely street,
In the cover of night.
My shadow has forsaken me,
There’s no one to stand beside.



The moon-light falls ahead of me,
But it draws away as I step near.
I shrink back into the shadows,
Afraid that it might just disappear.
It’s not darkness, but abandonment,
The last light leaving me, that I fear.



They’ve all left me alone,
There’s no one there to remember me.
I smirk at my own insignificance,
I laugh at my own unimportance,
It somehow sets me free.



I can live as I wish,
There’s no one to watch my every breath.
There’s no-one who would cry or care,
No one who would mourn my death.



My angry fears just wanted a friend,
One in whose heart, I would find some place.
A person who would be waiting to see me,
And not frown at the sight of my face.



As I walk, the street comes to an end,
But the end of my loneliness is not in sight.
I’ve to find love fast!
Or else I won’t make it through this night.



Is there anyone out there,
Who has love to spare for me?
Has anyone the heart to save a soul,
Has a remedy to make my broken heart whole?



I want to live……
Can u help me survive?
But then again……
…… kill me if you want,
Don’t burn me alive………..

Destiny's Rain

A familiar scent fills the air,
The world is full of a familiar sound.
I allow myself that rare smile,
I run outside, feet barely touching the ground.


Arms spread wide to embrace it,
For a moment I forget all the pain.
For it has returned, as it had promised,
The annual bliss, the year’s first rain.


I feel its tender touch
As I get drenched to the bone.
The angels cry for me,
They tell me I’m not alone.


A glorious scene unfolds
From the clouds, peeks a sun’s tiny ray.
Each drop is reassuring,
Every bead washes the agony away.


Sometimes Life moves so fast,
Centuries fit in one moment.
Or often it drags on along so slow
Like a second filled with many millennia’s torment.
I can rise, and shine like a phoenix,
From the ashes I can be reborn.
Put together the pieces of wreckage,
Stick together the life I’ve torn.
My war, it has continued far too long,
Peace should have its deserving turn,
But it won’t be that easy, nor as simple
Coz in its own flame, the phoenix shall burn.


And so the clouds darken,
The heavens are filled with gloom.
A cold hand grips my heart,
I suddenly long for that corner of my room.


The smell, the sound, the scene are gone.
My world it seems so tired and worn.
And all I feel and hear and see
Are the whispers of pale ghosts walking by me.


The rain-drops are not alone,
As they roll down my cheek.
I search the heavens above,
But no more in my ears the angels speak.


I hug myself in grim acceptance.
I live a life which I hate.
Storms rage when it rains in deserts
The perennial hiss, the undeniable fate.