20 March, 2010

Asylum

Towards the fray ends of a time vortex
The silhouettes of the perverse soliloquy
stand as phantom guardians to the abyss
whose colourless walls mirror the caged hunger
A breeding ground of restless sporadic unknown fear
The dream becomes alive as skeletons rise above
And the dream takes you inside - the asylum

Inside the mirror's nightmare that nourishes despair
where every thought is twisted into a cynical realm
weaving every string into an inhuman fear
A symbol that unlocks the door to the netherworld
whose glimpses torture human comprehension
And when the world transcends the mirror
Awakens the soul and the face of the Asylum

An unchained melody reveals regrets and pain
A faint tune playing to a poetry of grief
Hues of an unfulfilled past tint my vision
I escape into another day dream before I die again
Transfixed by a kaleidoscopic view of a beast
I stare at my reality - but a reflection on the mirror
I hear echoes of the devil's laughter in my mind
The voices grow stronger with every sinister joke
I scream in gasps to escape the numbness
Watch the bloodless execution of hope, in anaesthesia
Asphyxiated by venomous excesses and paranoia
I fight the invisible walls of my own prison
But the path of faith is lost in the spirals of chaos
And trapped is my spirit in the Asylum of the mind.

01 March, 2010

The End

Take a sip of a strong liquid,
scorching your throat, it aches, it sates
it waits, for life to slow down around you
you can hear longings of your heart
growing older, watching the purple sky
wonder why, the melody is haunting
why, the pain hurts yet keeps you alive
I'm looking for myself in everything new
but I'm just wandering... without you
'guess I'll keep humming the blues
a voice weaving tales of spirits in search
feeling full but void
like waves crashing against the rock
too much at stake, words are too loaded
sing me a ballad and put me to rest
another moon awaits my lament
its cold, I almost saw u standing here
the world still turns, tears still burn
waiting for the day, restlessly I see
visions of my life echoing at a distance
fainting into sweet and cruel blackness
the last drop from my flask is done with its task
I laugh at the devil, I have nothing to lose

Hypocrisy

Hypocrisy sweetly blended wtih feigned innocence
black venom in the heart, concealed with indifference
juices of hatred oozing out like a melody
like the Devil disguised as a child crying with agony

Aah! But I must not be bitter, not be cynical
Act like there's hope, like a gallow-bound criminal
whatever misconception I bore, the world gladly raped it
But then you are but puppets, He's the biggest sadist

Embodying the ice cold smile of one who back-stabs
you all push your avarice further till the gut's black
and maybe your polluted spirits like it all the same
but the real pleasure's mine - the pleasure of pain!