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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Towards my own shadow today I speak- 
No one to listen but to you I reveal my saddened heart
                          which once have exulted in rapture.

There were no hours that we may call them together spent
Hear me oh my sole companion, be still and numb
Remember two shadows walked along with each other
                                        – As forever they meant.

And whilst our fledgling love was about to grow
A shadow upon our shadows did hover– so cursed
Blacken’d the sky – devouring all senses – and time
                  – So far a decadence of ultimate sorrow.

Glowing sun deemed like an eclipse occurred upon the planet
and you lost your grace in grievance under such turmoil. 
The arousal of all my agonies and the distress upon
                      – The disappearance of my beloved.

Towards the end of days, obscene gathering of worsened thoughts-
Scandalous notion of my unassailable fragmental desires
And under the invading and dwindling crimson light
               I speak to you my shadow in silence so ominous.

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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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