The First sliver

Did you really promise eternal love?
Or was it a farce in the name of it?
Do you remember the promises,
and the thousand times we forever-ed.
Or did you forget them as well,
as you wished the Ninety-fifth day.

But People change, their hearts falter,
promises break, and buried along.
So when you walk down,
and look back to it again.
Little broken statues and large empty castles remain,
memory blocks of my craving soul.
As empty as their life,
and as hollow your love.

If only we lived as we'd dreamt,
if only I was I and you, You!

January.

When you love someone for so long,
that you cannot remember when it all began.
You look back, and see a lifetime together looking back.
You weep at its shadow escaping your grasp.
Everything feeling anew and sly
Is it then that you have truly appreciate life?
I hoped not. 

Shipwrecked lives

Awake, floating off to the unknown,

part wreckage of the known,

ship that once set sail,

Little it did against the Gale.

Awake, with your back to the moon,

clueless you float till noon.

wondering if you were the one,

to chaos, to reign over their sun. 

Hear their cries,

their plea to the skies. 

Those fallen along,

who played your song.

It began with you,

And so shall it end.

those together were few,

and those broken shall mend. 

The Selfish World of the Selfless.

The world is out to get you,
keep a watch over your shoulders.
The world is going to hunt you,
fight you with its soldiers.
They are going to brand you,
torture and break you,
all forms of induced pain,
for all reasons of selfish gain.

Go on now, be the hunted,
run for cover, and be shunted
till your legs falter and begin to bleed
till your last breath before you fall and plead.
And stay down, lie really low
cower yourself and await the next blow.
While at it, recite a silent prayer
and skin your ego, another layer.

Oh you loved them! You gave them power,
And the life was good, while it was your lover.
You danced to their songs and whispered in their tongue
knowing very well, when they'll have you hung
And that is when they had you blind,
had your trust, appeared too kind.
But you played along, all too well.
let the dream be, a tolerable hell.

And now,

Don't you hear them anymore?
taunting, tempting.
offering everything that was before.
Don't you hear your laughter?
from an another time, place.
Calling you back, asking your price.
Would you give in? Please come back.
Once more, Just once.

Fade away.

Slowly you fade away
From their nights and day
And none will seek your name
It's then you've won the game

You walk among men known
And yet you feel unknown
In your mystery lies power
Hidden for you to discover

Would you have then mastered
The claims of those bastards
Who sought to deceive all
With them in their fall

And when you do return

after long years bygone,

Who would you have become

living in the memory of some

A lovely song plays,

it takes you back to those days

When you were the one

whom they called 'Son'!

And now you are back

with a heart that is dark

would you be welcome now

to the places you did love

I wonder. 

Almost heaven.

                                       I

We embody a soul
a soul never whole
We relish the hunt

As we live for the blunt

And so we survive

As Each day you thrive

On a hardwired lie

That you wouldn't die

Unless you have found

With your bloodly hound

That broken pretty thing

With the other half wing

Who could finish your start

Who would wait to last

In whose brokenness you're whole

In whose body lies your soul

                                       II

And what if you too, are wrong

Her name, another song?

Would you still go on?

Wake up another morn?

Oh! Aren't you the one

As another, or none

Oh let's forget the lie

Maybe it's time to die

Pour me another cup

Maybe the time is up

You go only so far with the gin

Time for the greatest sin

You cut off your half wing

And in despair you sing

To those who loved

And To those who lived.

do you?

Do you live to die?
Or wake up to fly?
Do you run to win?
Or feel the wind upon your chin?
Do you smile to hide?
Or laugh to snide?
Do you sing to feel?
Or scream to heal?
Do you fall to land?
Or await a helping hand?
Do you get up to fight?
Or just reach for the light?
Do you remember to relive?
Or forget how-to believe?
Do you pursue to let go?
Or wait for it to slow?

I did. Or did i?