Epitaph...

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As i walk down...aisles of Anaon..
I Forgive you my friend...
Long lasting hatred made...
painful echoes of the end..

The epitaph carved on my stone...
my poems wasted long ago...
the ink and sorrows had dried today...
sinking in oblivion..painful and slow...

The pyre calls the shadow again...
and burns it with woeful sighs...
My shadows sparks and turns to ash..
I hate myself for all my lies...

Remember me..for i had laughed..
Though faked it..stuffed and shoved..
Remember me...my only friend...
for I too had lived and loved!!!!!

Mr. A ...Goodbye..

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After a painful period of wordlessness...and silence...i tried to break the chain of silence by a very naive and immature stroke of pen..dont know...they'll come back like before or not...but it felt good


I pick up my pen again....
hoping that something might flow...
Long since they've abandoned me...
leaving me....strangely hollow.

I dont have words...its dark for me...
All the colors seems to have drained..
Theres no water...no blood in me...
But my soul and self is stained...

Some voices cry inside of me...
They had lots of words to say...
But i have no fire to ignite them all...
My hand lies..cold..numb and grey...

"Where have you been all these long?"
"Can't you see he is about to die?"
"All these while you dreamt away...
They kept on waving..."Mr. A. Goodbye!"....

My angel...

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Its time for me to leave....
in the faint light of the flickering candle ...
I see her...with broken wings....
with promise in her eyes..
as she waits for me....
I hurry to write my last words...
She came to take me away...
to carry me from darkness to light...
But here i must end...
for her wings are broken...and
I am too full with sins..
for here shall I lurk till eternity...
till I redeem myself.

My emancipation...My angel sat beside and wept...
Her cold touch gave me calmness....
If that is what is wanted...so be it...
I shall change this darkness into light...
and then i shall have my freedom....
and I'll deliver my angel from darkness to light....
and beyond...


With my lost reason for freedom.
And I shall live...in this darkness and light..
Forever.

Absent Youth

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"Influenced by "Working Class Hero-Lennon" and "Another Brick in the wall-Pink Floyd"

No matter what you do..
You’ll still be a slave...
They’ll wound you everywhere..
And they’ll teach you to behave.

21 years of life..
Seems gone down the drain...
If you raise your voice against..
They’ll wash down your brain.

The pictures we’ve drawn...
We wanted to paint them bright...
They made us erase everything,
And made it black and white.

They stole our imagination..
And filled our head with trash.
And if we want to break free,
They’ll make our spirits crash.

They try to control us all,
Like puppets in their hand.
They’ll make us laugh and cry,
Might as well, throw us in quicksand.

Its not ‘our’ life..that we live,
Its a schedule, made by them..
And if we don’t follow it proper...
We are the evil ones to be blamed.

And after I’ve written this...
Mr. A is not so kind.
He always write stupid things,
He’s the one .. “Out of mind”!!!!

Hotath ekdin...(suddenly oneday)...

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Sanity Of the Ailing

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One crystal drops from the eyes..
one last flower droops and dies...
one more truth and lots of lies..
"You're ain't lost..say Goodbye..!!!"

I beg to differ, as fate kneels down..
I look at life, no smiles..all frown..
I try to laugh..i look like clown...
"You ain't lost...just go and drown!!!"

Shattered glasses cut me deep..
Shattered dreams steals my sleep...
Shattered hopes..makes me creep...
"You ain't lost....in this heap!!!!"...

The Delerium Of Loop

Another of my favourite dark poem in the shell of nonsense!!!!

Please click on the picture, i made the poem in a pic format!!!!

To My Valentine

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I stood by the window...
looking at the city go dark,
i hear your voice...whisper to me...
but the silent breezes fail to mark.

As I switch on the table lamp,
your picture beside comes to life...
patient waiting does not work,
and neither does blade nor knife.

I sit and wait, self loathing...
wishing this to be a nightmare
I wish you'll call me one more time
I wont let you go this time...I swear.

What happened can't be undone..
No matter how much I curse or pray,
You left....simply smiled and left...
Today...its valentines day.

A year has passed by..since you've been gone...
still you're in my day and in my night...
in my sorrows...in my joy...
in my darkness...and in my light.

I still have the letter you wrote...
and told me not to grieve..
you wrote it with the pen I gifted...
You knew...you were going to leave.

You had asked me for a bunch of roses..
and to bring it along with a poem for you,
Believe me, dear...I had brought..
a bunch of red roses fresh with dew.

By the time I reached, you had already left...
Making the earth so dull and gray...
I heard they carried you away like a princess...
and strewed flowers on your way.

They told me..they gave you my flowers...
but you couldn't read my poem...I'm sorry...
and now ..a year later....so far far away...
I'm writing you...yet another obituary.

No matter where you are..I know you see me...
from the stars in the night...from the morning sky so blue...
Today...Its valentines Day, my love...
and here's a poem...

and a rose for you.