Violent drug
Swallowed me up
All the roads
Ended dead
All the skies
Were just on bed
My life's beckoning
To hold the breaths
But
Violent drug
Wasted me away
And all of mine
Tranced to death
Begging to have
Another life
Aftermath the
Violent drug...
P.S.-Based on the life of some people i have known.
LIFE
"I am what i am becoming."
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Life. Show all posts
Friday, February 20, 2009
Saturday, November 29, 2008
Our Lives
The ice melted in the jar
The rings of smoke went too far
The beer has a bitter taste
Feels all our lives are a waste
The music is too arousing
The feelings that are faded and weak
And all the dreams that we seek
Are out in open to be beaten and broken
Our horses are tied
Desires about to glide
The contradiction hurts
The pictures we painted went blurred
So the postevening goes for intoxication
To forget the pain we can't bear
To let echo the hymn just as we want to hear
In our lives in holes dreaming a day of no suffocation
Scattered all over the floor
Lie our stories, our cores
Calming down in the stupor of night
Fading away in dimming sight
Whether a walk down the street
Or moments shattered of grief
Wondering what makes our destiny
Value of our struggle in vanity
In this lull of the night
And the scorch of the day
We are dying together
on our mud, on this clay.
The rings of smoke went too far
The beer has a bitter taste
Feels all our lives are a waste
The music is too arousing
The feelings that are faded and weak
And all the dreams that we seek
Are out in open to be beaten and broken
Our horses are tied
Desires about to glide
The contradiction hurts
The pictures we painted went blurred
So the postevening goes for intoxication
To forget the pain we can't bear
To let echo the hymn just as we want to hear
In our lives in holes dreaming a day of no suffocation
Scattered all over the floor
Lie our stories, our cores
Calming down in the stupor of night
Fading away in dimming sight
Whether a walk down the street
Or moments shattered of grief
Wondering what makes our destiny
Value of our struggle in vanity
In this lull of the night
And the scorch of the day
We are dying together
on our mud, on this clay.
Monday, September 8, 2008
Dark Times
Spending my days to bring faith in man of lost hope
Turn around watch the footsteps of your own battle
In an era that surpassed all the personal feelings
Died that man in his own venomous dealings
Never did the blaze glow like a glory
But fanning the flames i keep myself alive
Outrageous fury of time promised to keep driving
Only to strangle later kept piling beneath all the lies
Haunted by the horror of evanescent laughters
The echoes still silently persist in my life
The soul might have crawled out someday
But my senses impaired or didn't anymore exist
Out from the trash groans every album of destruction
Hanging loosely on the gallows the flesh is still breathing
And stoned by the prolonged sadness oh it's eyes
Still stare clueless to it's own ironic skies
Abhay
Turn around watch the footsteps of your own battle
In an era that surpassed all the personal feelings
Died that man in his own venomous dealings
Never did the blaze glow like a glory
But fanning the flames i keep myself alive
Outrageous fury of time promised to keep driving
Only to strangle later kept piling beneath all the lies
Haunted by the horror of evanescent laughters
The echoes still silently persist in my life
The soul might have crawled out someday
But my senses impaired or didn't anymore exist
Out from the trash groans every album of destruction
Hanging loosely on the gallows the flesh is still breathing
And stoned by the prolonged sadness oh it's eyes
Still stare clueless to it's own ironic skies
Abhay
One Way
Like the simmering lava
Baby takes breaths in bursts
A gasp in to this world
A sigh out to die
Life in installments
Brings more death than life
Just let her live
Or just let her die.
A world in murky silence of absence
A strength that buds more punishment
A complication of persistence
Lets alone the victor to graveyard
Sophistication of simplicity fails
A long way alone may lose on its own
Let it a home
Or just leave it alone.
An illusion of sickness
In a dream of freedom
A bird with no wings
In a cage with doors open
A run into resistance
Or rejection of existence
Let it be a strong truth
Or let it be a happy lie.
Abhay
Baby takes breaths in bursts
A gasp in to this world
A sigh out to die
Life in installments
Brings more death than life
Just let her live
Or just let her die.
A world in murky silence of absence
A strength that buds more punishment
A complication of persistence
Lets alone the victor to graveyard
Sophistication of simplicity fails
A long way alone may lose on its own
Let it a home
Or just leave it alone.
An illusion of sickness
In a dream of freedom
A bird with no wings
In a cage with doors open
A run into resistance
Or rejection of existence
Let it be a strong truth
Or let it be a happy lie.
Abhay
Monday, June 9, 2008
I am (edited)
i stand in awe
i stand surprised
wondering how i bring
souls back to life!
i look at the fingers
what trick do they play
then i stare blank
what pottery of clay!
I dive in the oceans
Escaping the fence
And astound to discover
The gleam of gems.
On limits I shield
My land from offence
And exercise my wield
To what monolithic defense!
But i smirk not
to let you know
the wonder i have
of pure white snow.
And i talk to myself
the mystery i am
then amazed by self
i know i am!
Abhay
9.6.2008
i stand surprised
wondering how i bring
souls back to life!
i look at the fingers
what trick do they play
then i stare blank
what pottery of clay!
I dive in the oceans
Escaping the fence
And astound to discover
The gleam of gems.
On limits I shield
My land from offence
And exercise my wield
To what monolithic defense!
But i smirk not
to let you know
the wonder i have
of pure white snow.
And i talk to myself
the mystery i am
then amazed by self
i know i am!
Abhay
9.6.2008
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