The Dam-na-tion

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A memory in a crack disc- a thought so disdain ,
A silent fear trickles down with the dripping sweat –
Sometime a voiceless voice stir vigorously- the nervous system.
The crowd- a turmoil, and those impassive faces, cold disorder,
There’s no sign of regret- or returning from formlessness,
Imperceptible acknowledgement of impenetrable A mystery,
The stillness ran into a riot-a massive destruction- a chaos,
Refusal in tone- rather disclosure of an unknown submissiveness,
Such hatred foiled and crafted beautifully- disgraceful and a disposal,
And heart, becomes a receptacle for deceased feelings-
More oft the sky rains- to pour life into lives, to pacify the disorder,
but every time receded-
Softly, and very slowly in terrible anguish, disconcerted-
A terror- a fire ventured in- diminishing all desires from hearts,
And no souls have left salvaging themSelves from straying-
Dispatched in haste-
tremble when passing through treacherous winter,
Icy touch and then solidity, and then shuddering into pieces –
All efforts in tremor.
And then comes in exquisite manner
Compelled into-

The Dam-na-tion.

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Fragmented thoughts from my diary . . .

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Obscure Alternatives

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Where I chose to reconstruct my very thoughts,
And those became my obscure alternatives where I failed-
To reconcile life and death into one definition. I certainly not
Or never was so much obsessed with life rather I thrown my Self
Onto pile of oblivious state of enigmatic world like myths.
Then I enveloped my sole self into a solitary confinement to-
Meet myself once more but there I altered into nothingness.
My nervous system frayed, then turned into tempered manner,
And my enraged excitement met me in veil of secrecy and my hatred
-roused in the form of abandonment. That was the very moment I began to walk
-leaving life behind. The absolute enmity towards life and the perfection of walking,
Towards my own end in betwixt I hanged. O humans! The vile creature-
Covered into sweet skinny baggage! I discerned your repulsive mannerism,
When fate confronted me with pity eyes and left me to Live-
Amongst you creatures. Therefore I lived again disconnected with-
Life itself to enjoy the enticing offer of unpleasant dreams.
O humans! Do one favor- not to judge my alteration rather enjoy
The enormity of a lost hovering soul.
His core belief may encompass the world one day,
Shadowing you all underneath his hatred.
There I am no more- but my curse may remain upon you . . .

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