Before You Die Alone

Put on a face
Choose the one you like
World offers many choices
And you still have a life
See the truths, live the lies
Go fly in the ocean and fish butterflies,
Get a shade for yourself and stare at the sun until it begins to burn within your eyes,
Live now with others or yourself
Run behind the gods,
Live the way you want
Let desires corrupt your spirit
Tomorrow, anyhow, you are going to die alone.
Grab all that you can or want
World offers a lot
Let options betray you,
And if you don’t like something
Let it go,
Wake up to dreams, and behold the nightmares
Go win something or find loss
Let your demons chase you
They will show you who you are
And if you don’t like what you have become,
Go change yourself,
Put on a new face
Go be someone else, or be with someone else
Live, anyhow, you are going to die alone.

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A Glimpse of Self

I gaze at the mirror everyday
Today I caught a glimpse of myself,
Astonished, I was
To see all that I saw,
The wounds open, and crimson that
I inflicted on myself;
The expressionless patches made up of lies that hide them,
The elevations of my pride alongside the depths of my disgrace;
I saw a child, a boy, a man
When I looked into the mirror today,
Who once was and who will never be
Jaded by technicolour of knowledge, tanned by the heat of love,
I saw tears held back by the vision
And the anger left by submission,
I saw the blackened blisters of guilt
And the scabs on my conscience,
The diminished wrinkles of a smile long forgotten,
The shamefull frowns of deeds rotten;
And a million other substances of existence I witnessed
When I looked in the mirror today,
Amazed I was to see it all and yet, not recognize myself this way.

Constant Companion

Oh moon, distant, yet such constant companion
As no other person has been,
Sometimes, you overwhelm me with your presence
Accompanying my silence with yours
And though I can only touch you with my eyes
In my heart shines your light,
And illuminates my world with a sacred calm
Rendering a momentary yet much desired relief,

sheltering me from the dark.

Still here

I assumed that I was strong
Once again I was wrong,
I thought that the sticks of hope will do the trick,
Since there’s no fireplace here outside,
But the wind of your memories
Won’t let the flames stay,
And leave me in the cold to shiver
Blowing all the warmth away,

And I claimed that my head was sane
But it could not so remain,
And I sit here on this island of rocks,
With a deranged head, and a grieving heart,
In future I see infinity, though
My feet are ready to walk backwards
Time won’t let me go back to the start.

Your Fate Absolute

For all the hearts you broke
Yours shall shatter too,
For all the tears, you caused to drop
Your eyes will bleed too,

For all your negligence towards the ones who loved
You too shall roam in disregard,
For all the times you hurt their hearts,
On your soul, they shall inflict searing wounds;

For all those bitter words you spoke
You too shall be verbal abused,
All those tricks you played with the world
Shall soon come back to confuse

For all those times you insulted another
Your pride too shall fall,
All the times, you spent alone in selfish silence
Your cheerful moments would not last,

And all times you did not consider requested pardon
Your words too shall never find, an ear new,
For all those things you stole from them
Your more shall turn into few;

And it is nothing more, or less
It’s the payment of your dues,
Though tragic, in sound and action it is,
It’s your fate absolute.

Many Women and Human

I met many women in my short life
And all of them thought that I was someone,

One of them called me a brat, another a snob
One thought I was cute while another said I was rude,
Once a woman elder said that I was a child,
And a younger one announced that I beguile,

I remember one woman had claimed that I was smart,
I also remember the one who had told me that I was living a lie,
I know of a woman who presumed me to be a sinner
And another who just wanted me for dinner,

And now when I sit
And think about those women,
And remember all the names they called me by
Self absorbed, sure about their prejudice
None of them thought, or called me what I truly am,
Just a human.

Fuck with Me

She holds Larry’s hands

And talks more to Barry,

It’s me she prefers to fuck

 

She eats her tiffin with Lily

And enjoys cocktails with Kelly,

But it’s me she loves to fuck with

 

She cries on Harry’s shoulders

And jokes with Carrie

But she chooses to fuck with me

 

She lives with her sisters

In a house that serves misters

But she loves to fuck with me.