Alive and abide

December 28, 2008 § 6 Comments

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And as the world stood below,
The skies are waiting to be conquered.
As the sunlight fades,
A need to be on top dawns.
The demons of hell shall never take a hand,
And even if death might someday,
Descend from the above,
Today,it is there to be won.
Not of avarice or glutton ,
But for the joy of life,
For living,for being human.

No curse can ever take an hand,
for goodness is innate in man.
Yet so an abyss depth can scare
and make you return to the ground.
Yet the inertial desire can never bind,
And so unlike a bird but like
An angle in your dreams,
You want to soar high,
high,higher than life.

Wont feelings can go away,
From this day,
From this moment on,
There is no wrong,
Except that which
threatens to break
The fundamentals of life.

Freedom is that which you can,
Where you are;Being bound,
is the zealous curse of a virus
Whose strength of life is dead.
Though another one among all,
A dot in a line,endless,
If not for you,everything shall
End.A code, fathomless,
Yet innate,twixt,nexus,
Between an end and beginning
known yet unknown,
For such is the refection,
Surreal in reality,
yet real in immortality.

Many dreams surround,
Myriad dreams make life,
It shall go by,
And all i wish is to reach
Beyond my reach,
Move away from the circles,
Take a leap from the vertex
of a triangle and move along,
the line,my locus shall be within.
Reality is what i perceive
And when i sleep,
The world is lull,
And me with alive
And morals within,I abide by.

 The light shines the brightest

The new progeny

September 7, 2008 § 6 Comments

The power fluttered,
and movements rendered.
Myriad hours flowed by,
and the time stuck,just.
With nothing to feel,
but red rage,nothing to
give,to give, except
painful blood,it was the
last stand,the hour
when it would end,
just like that,
just like when it began.
The caprice was done,
the phantasmagoria of
the emotions began.
With nothing to win or lose,
he broke down and told the truth.
“It was not long ago,
when something arose,
a arrow without a bow.
With much force behind,
it seemed immaculate and divine.
Yet it was too mystic,
it was too futuristic,
to even predict,
where it would lead.
It was too pragmatic,
to be read,
it was too intimate,
to be felt.
And so,it grew,
and life it threw,
everywhere.
Yet there was no one,
except us,who knew,
where it began,
and that we guarded,
and we never departed
from its hateful chatter,
lest it should shatter,
that which arose,
from it.We chose,
to honor our honor,
by fortifying it,though
it ate all out valor.
Our strength we gave,
just for the sake,
for life to be safe.
We held our heroes
close to its toes,
and to them it breathed,
flattering voes,
yet they never gave a ear,
for to them earth was dear.
Until one day,it chose fear.
And from it rose the demons,
which started to create menace.
Caught in the center,
we didn’t know which was better,
the disgusting creator,
or its obedient messenger.
To it we called ourselves angels,
and then surrendered,
and it gave language to us.
From the heights of a lean tower,
it dropped us,to life,
and there we slowly began to die.
We knew the ancient decree,
we knew that now we had been set free,
but at the cost of life’s roots,
at the cost of inertial moods.
On earth we extended our stand,
and on earth our race ran.
Then we cut our moral ,
and killed that we guarded.
And from its yolk rose another,
the one which became the avenger.
Understanding the sin,
we threw ourselves to its mercy,
and it laughed and kicked our legacy.
It vowed to get the better of us,
and all those of intellectuals,
the eternal glittering jewels,
of our kind,were sacrificed;
Yet they never failed to arise
as if they understood the undefined.
In pain,without anything to gain,
we left nothing of them to remain.
Then one day,one of them rose
and at that moment,we chose,
to relight our fires.
And that the devil,heard,
and at that it unleashed,
and at that it unsealed,
the last weapon of pain,
that which set the reign,
of the unnamed.
With purposeless darkness,
into the flightless Grey,
slowly we went down the drain,
all our efforts in vain.”
Then before he could finish,
a cry was heard,
and it was another birth.
There was a new life,
and with its knife,
it cut the last man,
and thus ended this stand.
And a ship was set sail,
in the red water,
and as it touched shore,
from its door,
flew a bird,
the new progeny of earth.

peeking into the corners

April 14, 2008 § 13 Comments

every corner has a demon lurking,
every day involves fighting,
running and hiding.

at every turn,
we burn,we yearn,
we heal and learn.

every step is another leap,
it is better to weep,
for nothing can seep
into our sleep
and sweep our dreams.

belief is strength,
courage is wealth-
yet a warrior’s wealth
needs judgment,
for indecision
can cause inhibition
and a rhetoric resentment.

in our paths we need to fulfill,
we need to live,
need to relive,
we need to realise
that certain things energies
and certain things drain.
experience teaches us to keep away
from all that causes pain,
yet to show we are insane
and life is not mundane
we need to take on the demons,
for otherwise,
we might never know the way to heavens.

dare to peek
into the corners,
dare to seek
and you will reach the peak.
nothing is out of reach,
until you decide it is meek.

man’s work is to break inability,
to achieve it or not is destiny.

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