Category Archives: Poems & Songs

Stairway To Heaven

There he stood – The Fighter, The Warrior,
Bare, with his armor broken,
a silhouette of the dreams of the King and the Queen;
scaling the mountain highway of the hell that had been.

There he fell – The Fighter, The Warrior,
Glistening and shining – majestic scarlet on the head,
a heart of sandstone – flaunting his acidic erosion of the will,
trailing the mountain highway of the hell sans a skill.

As the moon took charge to light their skins,
and the dogs had fun like hyenas akin.
The lonely warrior battled his fallen kin,
made his way atop the graves of their sin.

It was his stairway to heaven,
he went home to glory.
He preferred the serene woods,
stayed away from words of his victory story.

He was the warrior, He was the knight,
with his determination and grit, he had survived that night!
His countrymen’s fascination with victory became his plight.
Glorified scars became his weed,
as he reaped the fruits of his victory seed.

Keep Trying!

Burn me in the strongest fire,

put me in the deepest hole.

Strike my temple with a wooden pole;

skin me, spice me, feed them my glaring bones.

 

Cowards, go run your books,

live the dirty little tricks you know.

“Yes, sir!”, “No, sir!”, “My pleasure, ma’am!”

“M’amour!”, “Mon ami!”, “Mon petite mademoiselle!”

 

Whip my heart and clock your gain,

every single drop you may retain.

I see the black, spit colors of white,

my white turned black in a filthy fight.

 

Time is too short to think and act,

You can prank my plan and reach unknown,

burn me in the strongest fire,

put me in the deepest hole.

strike my temple with a wooden pole;

 

Come on! Skin me!

Spice me! Feed them my seething bones;

Try and try harder; but you will never catch my soul.

Another World

When tears don’t flow,
When your heart doesn’t know,
When your past is taking its toll,
And you cannot go hey-oh!

All that you want and all that you need,
is a shadow that scratches your wound too deep.
When your mind’s elation is an image that you breathe,
and omnipresent are mannequins you don’t heed,

Take the anger down to a pen,
this numbness you will feel again,
take a walk in the park, it will still be dark,
and move on to another world.

Words once said shall haunt you up.
Fists once thrown will bounce off the hook.

Take the anger down to a pen,
this numbness you will feel again,
take a walk in the park, it will still be dark,
and move on to another world.

All that you want and all that you need to know,
are in the wisdom of the Gods who once ruled this world.
Suck it up and crawl beneath the stones,
for the words once said shall haunt you more,
and these fists will turn into the hands that would hold,
the key to the kingdom you never owned.

So, take thy anger down to a pen,
this numbness you will feel again,
take a walk in the park, it will still be dark,
and move on to another world.

Originally published on 29th January 2014.

Prejudice

Every morning is a stop,
every evening a start of fight through the night,
as I go insane, as I writhe for the right.

I twist the fate, to,
carry this bag of bones,
but these daemons won’t stop trying.
Torn inside out,
I yearn to earn respect more than life.
Unscathed pride is the prejudice.

Of the mother and the father,
the disappointment that this has been,
an age, a generation pass by,
bound to change, one last time, as this is ‘ I ‘.

I twist the fate, to,
carry this bag of bones,
but these daemons won’t stop trying.
Torn inside out,
I yearn to earn respect more than life.
Unscathed pride is the prejudice.

Enter the den, keep these daemons trying,
I push the limits,
this is my last time.
Through fire and heat,
through this world of deceit,
I fall to rise,
above the skies, free from the prejudice…
Feet don’t fail me now..

Originally published on 5th May 2013.

Winter Rain

Brisk paces and trembling voices occupied the night,
creating symphonies that are often recognized.
“Hide in a corner, light a fire,
cuddle up, as the ice conspires.”

A lonesome man drifted through the streets,
deserted pathways figurative of his melancholic beats.
Shivering through fog of smoke,
he looked for the stars to guide him home.
He tried to find the sky in land,
his view distorted by the watery wonderland.

In an empty house, he noticed, a lady stayed up all night,
another rested forever, in a house full of mimes.
Drop by drop the winter chimed;
in that icy cold, they bid their time.

Wet and numb, he crawled with his heavy chains,
reminiscing of sorrows and miseries that he had so far gained.
With a lit cigarette, he wondered of the time he died,
of all the black roses that still laid on his grave.

Originally published on 18th January 2014.

Shade of the grim!

As the night falls, my eyes go dark,
as the night falls, I say with a heavy heart,
as the night falls, shall fall thee,
Cause when it comes to survival, I ain’t losing my spark..
I haven’t spent my days alone burning to die,
I haven’t walked a lonely path to reach an a dead end,
I have talked to mirrors on those lonely nights,
had a laugh or two without fearing a cry,
I have faced myself, who are you now?
I have faced the soul’s wrath…
Go die to hell or kill for the heaven, I don’t care,
Go live in a rotting palace or a furnished barn,
You’ve had your chance, now is my time,
I did not cross this heart to live on your dime,
The night has fallen so dark, darker on you,
This sound of silence is not lonely anymore,
It is my companion, friend for life,
more so in death, than your heart and your soul.
Starving for life, I eat for the end,
You have no right to be jeering, my friend.
Foul hearts have their place in my hell.
The night goes dark, darker on you,
I am the shade of the grim….

Plastic Skin

On a glorious day, or on a curious night,
I don’t see you without a smile.
But you know it well, don’t you?
Cause even I see it, yes, that’s true.
Your eyes say it loud,
Your body shouts it out,

Under a plastic skin, You’ve got a made-up chin,
It’s always up, just a smile no frown.
Under the plastic skin, you’ve got a heart so thin,
Your disguised love tells the tale in and out.

But I see you smile, again I see your eyes,
This time its different, this time I see you flow them out
The shell’s broken down, paper-skin cut out,
You try to hide, you try to fake your life.

Under the plastic skin, you’ve got a made-up chin,
It’s always up, just a smile no frown.
Under the plastic skin, you’ve got a heart so thin,
You disguised love tells the tale in and out.

The make up you do,
It is the clueless clue,
Adorable beauty of a silly scout.
It is you, the powerful,
I want to see you going inside out.

Hide away your plastic skin,
I know you’ve got the heart too thin.
Believe yourself, believe the little girl inside.
Everything is alright, everything’s not smile,
because not everything can be the plastic skin

Wonder Woman

Glistening skin, sparkles in her eyes,
You’ll always want to see her silky locks flying.
She’s got a smile that’s worth a billion sighs..
She’s a wonder woman!
She is cool as morning breeze,
and hot as fire..
Her melodious voice always inspires..
She can call you a bug yet make you smile,
She’s a wonder woman!
Oh yea oh yea oh yea yea..
(She’s) a wonder woman!
She’s got the wildest thoughts going through her head.
She chooses when she wants to make you wet,
She has the power so ever to take you higher,
She sets the world on fire..
Oh…she’s a wonder woman..
Na na na na.. a wonder woman..
Every night and day,
In every dream and life,
You’d always want her to be your wife..
(But wait)
She’s not so easy to get,
She’s not another one of them..
Cause she’s a wonder woman!
A wonder woman!