A promise of Life

A silent walk down the hill
Takes me to the silent till…

A gentle breeze nudges me by
A quiet river soothes me by…

I walk in the glorious poppy fields
Singing, swinging my paths lie..

A silent yearning forms within me..
Like a shadow left alone be…

Drunk to the whisper of air..
I walk the paths of kings with no care..

A single melody haunts my heart
A simple girl steals tears it apart..

I walk dazed by the beauty of the kill..
Walking with a wish to fall in love with her…

She sings of time gone by..
She sings time to come…

She tells me she loves me not…
& she tells me that love shall never be a part…

I walk with my head in the clouds..
Loving the sensation of making her smile..

She is the beacon of my life..
A lighthouse guiding my rudderless ship..

I walk in the wet sand…
Putting my footprints to remember me by..

The waves wash away my signs..
My existence is a story that they call a myth…

Wish I love her more than I do..
For then I shall know that my heart shall burst..

One day, the heavens shall part..
& the angels shall love the mortals..

I live for that day to come..
When she’ll love me once again…

I will dazzle her till then..
The follies of my life again….

O sweet angel…I shall love you ever…
& I promise you this….so shall life……mine…yours & ours….

Love to End & beyond...

& So another sun rises in the horizon…
As I walk the gardens of roses..
A single nightingale sings the songs of courtship..
I am intoxicated by the melodies of love floating around me..

Wake up my love..to an entire new day..
I paint the colors of joy for thee..
I plead roses to blossom in your path..
& I plead the lilies to adorn your tiara…

I walk around listening to the new buzz in air..
A wisp of air whispers to me.
D litany of love is sung in the lowest tones…
A sigh escapes my lips..
& yet her beauty dazzles me to speak..

I see battles being wages around me..
Wars won & wars lost..
Blood is spilled & passions voiced…
I the vanquished lie with broken armor…
A shadow of defeat & despair passes my eyes..
I cling to dear life for the love of her..for a glimpse of her..

In the midst of that blood & hate..
She walks across the battlefield..
& I look at the God’s loveliest creations in my last breaths..
The skin of ivory shines in the glory of sun..
Her hair cascades down her shoulders in the waves of a sea..
Those eyes seek my soul out..
& fills with me eternal light & love so strong that it gives me life..

O’my dear love…
They say a man loves once..
They lie my love..
They say a man only falls in love once..
They lie my love..

For I have loved you again & again
& again & again & again….
For I have fallen in love with you.
Every single day.every single breath of my life.

I know my love that my existence doesn’t matter to you..
I know my love..that my love doesn’t mean anything.
I know my love that I do not stand up to your levels..
I know my love..you heart doesn’t beat for me…

A simple man would despair in these wild thoughts..
A simple man will weep his heart out for this..
But I am no simple man..
For I my love, my deeply totally utterly in love with you..

I watch you walk the hallowed grounds of love..
I watch you smile..
I watch you cry, rise, fall & rise again..
I watch you loved..
& I watch you love..

& yet here I stand in the distance..
Doing nothing but loving you..
I despair that you shall never realize that I stand
Here in the crossroads..where each turn lead me to you love..

I despair that you shall never see.
That my hearts beats for none but you..
I despair that you shall never see..
That the centre of my life is none but you..

But amidst my dark & gloom..
I realize that for me loving you is my breath..

I love..I see you walk past..
& I shall follow you to where ever you shall lead..
I shall part ways..when you ask me to..
But my love then again I shall love you to the end..

I hope..that one day..you look up.
& see a nightingale croon over you..
& listen to the song of eternal love..
That love shall be mine…
I hope you smile to that song..
I hope that the song fills you with joy..
For I my love know..that if sing..
You shall never listen..

Until then I shall sing these silent melodies in my heart..
Washing me in the waves of your love..
I shall speak within..
Hoping that I get to listen to it…

I will live with a longing in my eyes..
An emptiness in my heart..
& a desire unfulfilled…

I shall love you to the end
& beyond…
D strains of music strands will echo to eternity..
& love shall come to thee…
But….
I always shall love you the end
& beyond…
I shall love you to the end
& beyond….

Mindless Ramblings

Born of the savage fires of summer
My heart beats for the glorious beauty
I walk on the ashes of my love
& yet my heart still beats for her…….

D majestic walls of my prison do not imprison me
D tough bars of my prison cell do not faze me…
I walk in the shadows of sadness & slavery
& yet my heart flies the flight of freedom..

Borne of every adversity, a strange man looks at me
He desires neither pity nor my help
& yet those strange eyes of his
Give me an assurance that I shall fight..

The candies of life slip by my fingers
The sweets of joy, do not reach me
& yet I happily munch on those berries of hardships
For I know, the nectar of life shall be mine…

Some says, we love once..
Some say we are loved once..
Some lead their entire lives without love
& other destroy searching for it…

I stand on these crossroads..
For I loved once, & was loved once..
Not knowing if that happened together.
& yet my heart tells me..Love ain’t so bad

A single stone grows from nothing to infinity
A river meanders along fighting for its survival
D sun blazes in a desperate bid to maintain its superiority
& we fight along..in a bid to survive….

I am a journeyman..
My path leads me to nowhere..& nowhere is where I shall be…
My journey is the journey of mankind…
A journey where joy, happiness, sadness, pain, deceit, love, hate mean nothing to me
For now I realize…It is for the Journey that I love for…..

Silence...

Silent is the path that I walk…
Silent are the roads that I tread…

Silent are the nights of bliss…
Silent are the blessed.
Silent are the cursed….

Silent are the gods..
& Silent is the Devil…..

D echoes of silence envelope me.
When I walk the dark lit paths of life…
A silent image appears.
& a silent wish forms in me…

I sing a silent tune…
& my melody raises the silent orchestra..

Silent are my cries of battle…
Silent are the cheers of my victory..
Silent are the expression of my love..
Silent is the wail of my broken heart….

Silent are days of my childhood…
Silent are the days of my youth..
I shall stay silent in my withering years..
For a day silence shall take me in……

Aahhh!!!!D beauty of silence…

O God! I beseech you!

Let Silence deliver me…
Let silence guide me…
Let silence lead me..

To a world where..Silent are the words spoken..
Silent are the songs that leave the lips..
Silent are the smiles..& silent are the cries…
Silent are the gods who reward me..
& silent is the devil who leads me astray….

Silent is my love..silent is her beauty..
Silent are the promises between us & silent are the pacts..
Silent are the compromises..& silent are the make-ups…
Silent is my love..silent is her beauty….

Aaahhh!!!Silent is the knowledge..& silent is the wisdom..
Silent is my ignorance & silent is my bliss….

For one day…she will break my silence..& of my paths..
& then I shall be in a silent bliss….

Until then..
Silent is the path that I walk..
Silent are the roads that I tread

Flight of an Angel

Borne from the adversities of fire..
I walk along the hallowed lanes of love untended..
The despair of falling liles & dying roses greets me to the established tenets of love..
An angel strikes me by the God's own lighting...
& I the Lord of Hell..burn in the fires' of my own misery..
A dab of red here..& a searing of falmes here...
I fall in the pits of doom..
watchin d angels soar by....

A fallen leaf withers away from the branches..
A snowflake is crunched under the boots of a tyrant..
Glasses shattered to a million pieces..
Blood overflows the rivers...

Aahh!!!I remember the times..
When my tyranny doled out was greeted with open arms...
When I lived & people around me died...

Now..Forlon I stand here...
Waiting for the dying stars to guide me..
For my angel has left my side..

They said, an angel guides you through darkness & gloom..
She lifts you when you falter & fall..

I did ask her to do that..
But then my angel asked me back..
What of me? Who lifts me?Who watches me????

& the answer to that I am sure no Gods could have answered..
So fell in the abyss of doom...
A chasm of pain & longing..
Watchin my angel soar above in the heavens...

For I stand here in the dark pits of doom..
Looking above in the harsh light..trying desperately to find the star..

I see a tiny speck..
Or is it the light playing tricks with me..
A see a tiny smile..& I imagine my angel laughs from above..

Then it is I who smile back..
For when ever I shall see my angel smile from the heavens above...
I shall find a heaven for myself here in the dark fiery pits of Hell..

But I am a Man....A Devil...A creature from dark..
So I ask her this....
Did I never watch out for her?not hold her when gods cursed..
Made my side of hell a heaven for her when she was cast out...

But then who answers the people from Hell....
I live..she smiles..
I walk..she glides.....

& then with her smile..I find my heaven here in the Hell.

I Am........

I am........................
The powers that were...
The powers that are...
& the powers those will be...

I am nothing but a speck of dirt in the infinite universe..
A toddler striding nervously, thinking it's always good to match stride with the Titans.
I live a lie & I dream the truth or is it the other way round. I am an embodiment of the self beliefs of a guy bedazzled with women, lust, power, fame & money. I am the loftiest beliefs of the corrupt man. I fly on the aspirations of the toddlers & yet when I speak, only the language of the sages flows through me. The time has taught me that it heals all wounds & yet I need a shoulder to cry on remembering the girl who broke my heart when I was 10.

I know that chalice of knowledge is the most refreshing & yet it is the goblet of wine that I sup. I walk on the lonely roads craving human affection & yet somehow take pleasure in hurting those who love me.

I know victories mean nothing more than just that I lowered myself a little more & yet I build minarets in remembrance of this lowliness. I know that moon is an embodiment of eternal love & yet when I look at it I see craters & pockmarks.

When I walk in the valley of flowers, I am amazed at the sight of beauty & yet I tear away that beauty from the very life source that makes it beautiful. Soaring above the plains & mountains, I realize how tiny I am in this world & yet the very thought of soaring above these gigantic structures gives me a boost of pride.

I laugh at the idea of Icarus, poor bastard flew & yet the only though that came to him was to go to the sun. But somewhere in the deepest recess of my hearts I am jealous of him for what will I not give to be singed a little by the sun, but to dominate the skies...aahhhh now that’s a thought.

I look back when I should be looking forward. I hurt when others rejoice, I weep when others smile & I smile when others weep, I rejoice when others hurt.

I look deep in her eyes, & I see nothing but deceit, faithlessness & yet I love her with all my heart. But the girl next to me who worships the very ground I walk on, well she’s just another girl smitten who would sooner or later bite that dust.

I walk with the kings & yet it is the paupers that I envy. I may walk with the kings & the knights, but it is those paupers who I rule.
My envy is my undoing, my envy is my life. My pride’s my doom & my doom is my destiny.

I know what destination I want to reach, & yet it’s the roads that define me. I believe in Gods for a moment & then I become an atheist.

I believe in a litter full of gods & yet when I compare them with me my pride always wins over, I am always better.

I am, forever a great man trapped in the body of a criminal or maybe it’s the other way round.
I believe in the all the high ideals but then who cares whether I live by them or not.

I know that in the darkest corners of the world, my destiny awaits me & yet I never bother to light a lamp, for what’s the fun in being safe?

I love her & yet I realize that she would never understand. I loather her but for some reason she always understands this.

Walking down the road I realize that companionship is overrated & yet I call her just to hear her voice. I know that she left for all the reasons that I hate myself for, but aaahhh here the question arises.. was I the only bad one?

I live for contradictions, constantly trying to search meaning out of my otherwise headless life. Yet when I find those meanings I deem them so trivial that I do not have a moment to enjoy it.

My darling, my love, I was born with contradictions. I was born to a lead a life of opposites & yet you tell me that I cannot adjust.

I am a Boy, a Man & god knows that I love being one. I know that if HE asks me, if I have any regrets in life my true answer will be guided by the testosterone level but my lips shall blurt out something spiritual mumbo jumbo.

In the days of darkness, I know that if I call her my shining light, she’ll be happier than a blossomed lily. But who tells her that I stand as a beacon of light in her otherwise dark life.

I know if I tell her that I need her, she’ll feel magnificent & yet who tells her that I have been weathered in the storms of her life standing as a rock beside her.


I know calling her beautiful makes her life complete, but who tells her that I have called her beautiful when I had an eye on the nymphs descended from heaven & she had a bad hair day.

They say that Life always comes a full circle. What goes around comes around. But then what is my life without contradictions. I finish my journey not to find myself at the beginning, but at the cusp of another journey.

I wage wars to end all wars & yet picking up a sword for me is easier than handing a rose to a woman.

Opposites attract they say. They make your life comfortable. Ying – yang whatever. Look at me..is she my opposite..I have enough opposites of my own. Why do I need a complete life?

Why do I need to be full? A glass half empty is also glass half full or maybe it’s the other way round.

So here I am. I write a thousand words about myself & I am as close to discovering who I really am before I started writing this or maybe as close as you are about my knowledge of me.

Great man yearn for knowledge, crave it.. I crave for indifference & darkness.

For whats the fun in having all the light, sometimes the darkness glows of its own might.

I am a Man....I am a Boy...I am what I am.. Someone has to be...

I am........................
The powers that were...
The powers that are...
& the powers those will be...