forever in pain

upon the throne of thorns ,
descend the gloomy eyes ,
sorrow dipped blood ,
under the cloaked hood.

in the doom of whom ,
tears bathe in blood ,
pain sensed in naught ,
crucified is the heart ,
the soul , ripped apart.

gulped is the guilt with greed ,
dealt is the pride with breed ,
avarice is the acedia in the empty pores ,
sewn is the lechery in the black heart ,
sown is the wrath in the envy of ,
the red and white stitched eye ,
the cracking skin beneath the cloak ,
trembling like a lion ,
for all by curse ,
dwell in one.

the soft screams in vain ,
rendezvous with pain ,
with each taking turns ,
playing their part ,
moulding the fragile heart ,
for the most part.

with the chest heavy ,
the mortal brewing inside ,
the fervid fractious urges ,
nerves shivering like aspen ,
the curse flaring vicious fear ,
with the slit smile on the distort face ,
procreates sin after sin ,
the fiend jinni.

not a reason ,
not a soul ,
not a heart ,
not the intentions ,
not a choice ,
chosen amidst the unsullied ,
to walk the , baneful berm.

but for the little part ,
of the cursed black art ,
the glimpse of hope ,
the spark of smile ,
the will of fire ,
burn within incessantly ,
and wait for the sun to rise by ,
in the utopia of the cursed.

impromptu love

under the starry night ,
with the moon bright white ,
walking with the road ,
the two were abode.

neither said a word ,
for they were a bird ,
keen to fly high ,
in the beautiful sky.

not beguiled by looks ,
for they were not crooks ,
smiling , blushing , caring ,
for all they were , all the while.

desired to say something ,
desired to hear something ,
but for the shyest ,
didn't open the closet.

at strike of two ,
slept like logs , did thou?
old time shall tell ,
oops , did i just hear them yell?

the last lonely night

in the silence of thunder ,
the darkness of lightening ,
the stillness of hailstorm ,
in the company of unknowns ,
i walked on.
in the closeness of virgin path ,
the stillness of time ,
the sorrows of happiness ,
in the emptiness of the mind ,
i walked on.

battered , bruised , impaired ,
not a speckle of fair skin ,
nor a fabric to cover ,
soles peeling apart thyself ,
the fingers numb ,
the chilly wind lashing ,
against the sombre face ,
hard , brumal , adamantine ,
flinty cold in the chest.
i tottered on.

towards ,
the only light , i had ever seen ,
the only feeling , i had ever felt ,
the only happiness , i had ever pursued ,
the only path , i had ever dreamed of ,
towards , the bereaved.

at last ,
when i could ,
neither breathe , nor feel ,
from my deepest core ,
summoning all that was there ,
i spread my arms like an eagle ,
fell on the knees like a worshipper ,
raised my head towards the eternal sky ,
and i saw , with my frozen eyes ,
the beautiful white moon ,
beneath the dark ghostly clouds.
i thought ,
i smiled ,
i fell.

and then they came ,
hordes , never seen before.
to feast , to relish , to gulp.
the skin was peeled , meticulously ,
the blood was sucked , hastily ,
the flesh was devoured , slowly ,
the bone was licked , greedily ,
but it was , elusive as ever.
so on , they went ,
peeled , sucked , devoured and licked.
alas , no where , was it to be found ,
and so , satan was send for.
yet he too , had a hard time ,
could not find the prized dime ,
i was laughing all the time ,
for the bloody morons in chime.

reminiscences

as i stare down the memory lanes ,
searching for the lost moments in vain ,
i cry my heart out ,
for the times gone by.

i gave second looks to none ,
but one , one look , in those ,
deep , mesmerising , enthralling eyes ,
bewitched , captivated , charmed , i was.
what a fool , i was ,
i had fallen for ,
yet i brushed it off ,
for impervious was i thought i was.

sitting with her ,
by the bank of the river ,
quiescent she was ,
head on shoulders ,
silky , soft , tender hands in mine ,
long fingers , intertwined with mine ,
a single emotion spread across ,
her adorable , beautiful , graceful , fair face.
as caprice of mind ,
i was back in time.

in the early hours ,
of the lovely morning ,
when the trees were asleep ,
and it was not yet four ,
walking on the dark lonely road ,
the words i heard ,
perhaps you don't care ,
and i was like ,
my my my ,
how do i reply ?

i was crying ,
under the pillow.
i was weeping ,
in the bathroom.
i was whimpering ,
in the balcony.
i should have known ,
tears , are not arguments.
for i was , hurt badly ,
yet i was in , something madly.

aeons of time passed by ,
yet somehow , i feel it was yesterday ,
when i left her alone ,
not a word spoken.
the coldness fills my chest ,
the callousness cuts me each passing moment ,
had i , had a heart ,
i would have given it to her ,
and i would not have been here.

unknown temptations

far far away,

in no man`s land,

my heart sways,

my mind flays,

as i stray, in the unknowns.

there she is,

sitting all by herself,

waiting for a word,

when none came.

there she is,

with her eyes wet,

munching on chocolates,

for reasons unknown,

to me.

there she is,

an assiduous student,

a charismatic soul,

peerless in her beauty,

from within.

did i hurt her?

did i miss something?

can i , ever be forgiven?

perhaps , no.

here am i,

sitting on a rock,

under the bright blue sky,

the vast green fields before me,

the river bristling with life,

flowing along my side,

the wind wispering in my ears,

all alone and mesmerized,

by her thoughts.

here am i,

with nothing in everything,

with no one in everyone,

just by void, by my side.

here am i,

on the clouds,

searching for her,

and lo , there she is ,

smiling at me,

but alas, i am not here.

i am in no man`s land.

and i will die in this place.