Inferno

The Flames crackle as they rise up,

Perhaps for the last time ,

From the dying embers of  Life

An Orange glow casts long shadows.

The Skin burns softly,

But Wraiths don't feel pain.

Nor do they  have a conscience.

Their life  forged by the reaper's  curse.

Memory a tattered cloth,

Fragments visiting and revisiting.

Filling my insides with revulsion,

Tales of Lies and Deception.

Time no longer heals the wounds

The bruises continue to bleed.

But there no pain

Neuroticism has long since replaced ache.

A long path  forward remains,

With clenched fists he resists

Confusion meddling with his soul,

Right and wrong's lost all meaning.

Chorus:

Burn,

Until nought remains.

Burn.

Until the all the vitriol is gone.

Burn.

Until winter ends.

Burn.

Like an Inferno. 

Rorshcach

Accused of stealing the breath of the fresh air,

I work stealthily in the mighty Puppeteer's absence.

I pull the strings with my dexterous fingers,

Trying to tinker with the mind's clockwork.

Tying the world to my subtle perceptions,

I exhume the Marionettes' buried remains,

And use them to paint a new portrait

Of the masquerade I conspire to create.

Concealed in the languid penumbra,

I walk away from the light.

The bright iridescence from the flame;

Blinds my gray eyes - laden with murkiness.

The world spins around in dizzy blur,

I fail to recognize the passing faces.

The storyboard of life is written,

And yet rewritten again.

A broken soul slowly pieces together,

It's utterly garbled psyche.

A repressed love makes subtle appearances,

Only to be unceremoniously stifled by assassin's creed.

The torsion between the mind and heart,

Has ripped apart the soul;

Murder and vengeance came hand in hand,

Judgement became the obtuse fool.

Tear off me this blighted mask,

Purge from my sanity,this cursed miasma

Deafen me to drown the noise of this vile epiphany,

For join I never shall, this blasphemous masquerade.

Wakeful Reverie

The shifting sands prolong the hours,

Of silent poignant thought,

The visions of a pale sky blur,

Cris-crossed by flooding sunlight.

My instruments are no longer of any use.

Strings have long rusted.

I hear morning's retreating footsteps,

The windows to my room, still shut.

The bird has left it's secure nest ,

A flight into uncharted horizon.

A solitary butterfly struggles to get free,

Out of the dusk, it's cocoon.

The lissome drops of cold rain ,

Fog my crystalline window pane.

Whilst the war of thunder rages on,

As swords of lightning clash against it's shield.

Some Kind of Monster

Suspended in Time

Those moments lie

For She never returned

Leaving me to fade away in bleak midwinter.

Still waiting,

Wishing I was dead

Desperate to forget

Unable to focus on what lay ahead.

Breathing in vacuum

Struggling to exist,

Memories tormenting my sanity ,

Making me clench my fist.

Emotions are numb

Insides sore,

I knew the hour had come

I couldn't take it anymore.

My transformation had begun.

I could no longer carry dead weight,

In the wake of suffocation

My Allegiances had shifted.

During this forsaken hour,

I built my armor.

Forged in the fires of rage

Empowered by anathema.

My only objective faces me,

To tell her...

Should I ever meet her again,

"Come witness thy creation"

"Behold in front of you it stands. "

A Wraith perhaps- a pallid specter

A potent variant of

'Some Kind of Monster'

Harakiri

A glistening blade,

An invitation to a different world,

Away from the anguish,a relief to the ailing heart,

A drug to the incurable infirmity called life

Just a little courage,

A few final moments of pain;

The last wound that i shall ever recieve,

With the promise of eternal relief.

For the last time i recollect some dearest faces,

Some whiz pass in a moment,

some seem to last for ages,

But all along one figure remains unfaded,

The one face that makes me smile n cry,

The face of my beloved.

Now that I look back at all those moments,

When I'd so fondly feared death;

It feels so strange,

How feelings change,

Fear n fancy are a matter of faith.

May be its all wrong, may be its a sin,

May be i've no right to end what I can't begin.

But the choice of life was never mine,

So why should I suffer,

for someone else's crime ?

And now as the edge kisses my skin,

I escape this battle I am never going to win,

The blood gushes out,

On the floor they take her shape;

Her face still lingers on,

Beckons me to join her,

Celebrate the final escape.

Morphine

Intoxicated I am,

Murky delusions captivate,

Silence is the shadowsong

And apparitions dictate....

Hope has met its demise,

Darkness saturates....

Subliminal thoughts deep down deploy,

And memories subjugate.

Immoral secrets and unkept promises,

an anguished past unveils,

Storm clouds shroud the despondent sky,

melancholy prevails.....

On the brink, shadows loom,

Passion’s lost symphony resonates,

In "Agony" I lie

till your sacred touch sedates…..

Emotions the decisive dice,

and distress the rancorous fate,

A moral repentance persuades.

Unheard fables

the wasted mind narrates..

Stars shine and

spiteful obscurity enunciates.

My blood drips recurrently

As the pendulum oscillates,

Colors are my words,

And poetry a gothic portrait...

I bury in recollections

that I penitently eradicate,

Repentance, despair and anxiety,

My extortionate drugs relate...

Silence

A Song without a single sound,

A cry without a wail,

When everything’s mute around,

When words win to fail….,

And then,

Silence starts to speak,

In pure bliss or solace,

A tear down the cheek,

A smile across the face,

When nothing’s said,

Still everything’s heard,

When everything’s laid,

Under silence’s care,…unheard..,

Moments before a gale,

Moments after it strikes out,

& the hearts gotta sail,

in the ocean of silence…let fate sprout,

It wanders & remains,

When a loved one goes far away….,

And you r left alone in the rains….,

Isolated,..Speechless,...each day,

But it incarnates as “best art of conversation”,

'cause even a blink of an eye,

Is the best oration,

And thus Silence will lie,

And Silence will prevail,

When you have got nothing to say,

Silence will say it all………..