Wednesday, November 17, 2010

The Devils Hymn

Sometimes when the night never ends,
Sometimes when there is no sun rays
The spirits still pray
And the soul of the mortals is what they slay.
In a weird churlish smile they say,
"Go away the dawn while we still want to pray"
The dawn fears to come,
To wash away the carcass with its shimmering rays.
And the smell of the rotten flesh fills the air
The blood stains marks the path toward the devils lair...
The only three mortals left in this world,
Tread along the path still soaked in blood.
They know that their end is coming so near
But they walk with their hearts beating without fear.
With a grin in their face they walk along,
As the death stands in their way singing this song.

Monday, November 8, 2010

The Dark Night

The Morning came and went by
The evening peeped and went before it was seen
The night heralded its arrival
But to pass by, it was not so very keen
I lay awake, dreamless on my bed
In a trance like state, thinking who am I?
Abandoned, marooned or a lonely guy...
Then came the answer from the depth of the night
As it broke into a churlish smile,
Saying "Who is it, who talks in a moronic style?"
"I say, you listen",it said
"Lonely are you?"
What on earth I am for-
To accompany you, to console you
That is what i have come for
And here i stay beside you
Solace, pleasure and dreams, is my duty to give to you!,
Then why am I like who I am,
Getting not the company of you?
Leave aside the treasures
that are from me to you.
Then I saw, what i couldn't sight,
Drops of tears from the eyes of the night.
The smile was gone,
As it said in a voice so torn
Then what about me?
The night which is a gift from Thee...
is seen not, is felt not by anybody,
Because when I come
They enjoy my gifts,
Relishing those,
They forget to accompany me.
Then tell me friend, who is lonely,
You or me ?...

Friday, January 15, 2010

Vectors oF Thoughts...

Sometimes I hate being who I am
With a wide eyed wonder I tread along,
with a zeal and zest I try to smile.
Then why i fail...Why i fail to laugh,
laugh my heart out into the infinite silence.
Few lines are are often penned,
Few thoughts crosses my mind,
Then why the actions results in a void?
Returning to subconsciousness, I feel
I realize the importance of a life.
When we die we are dead,
we cannot do anything than to lie instead,
But now when my heart beats...when i feel, i see and i hear
why is it that i am so far yet so near?
For loss is not my greatest fear
As one has got to loose his near and dear
Thus goes the Cycle of Life uncaught,
and thus goes whirlwind my weird thoughts
...that narrow lane then that churlish scream,
the wide streets, still not awake from its late night dreams.
The previous night is an en-passe like a forgetful hangover,
I wouldnot think of it now or never
I could not remember when i last smiled,
as it lasted for a little while.
Like the morning dew shimmering in the refulgent sun,
the smile was ephemeral and vanished before things were done,
before words were said...
or even before eyes met!