September 24, 2008

Love Lost

So many lives lost for love?
Was there any love lost for life ?


In this world, we come , we go
not knowing from where we came to where we go
just living along, having fun?
After all what is life ?
Do we know ?
Or Maybe we don't want to know.


We live for ourselves and we live for others.
Pain, love and sorrow, the words which connect us.
There is no better word in the dictionary than sacrifice to define us.
After all, can be there any anything greater than humanity ?
Where we forget the word 'I' and remember the rest.
Imagine a world, where the word "love" has been erased from the brain.
What sort of a life will that be ?
No love, no pain ?
After all, Love is the connection which binds us all, love is who we are.
Love is triumphant, universal and the only one free of faults.
And also the understanding, which merges all of our hearts.
But isn't it going to far now?
So many lives lost for love?
Was there any love lost for life?
Are we living for ourselves today, or in the eyes of the others?
And you really thought i am gonna write one serious poem?
Screw You.


Kill you - fuck you - I will never be you,
What makes you think ill be like you ?
But i know the fact, that your fucking megalomaniacal ego fuck
wont allow that.
And if you still continue to pester me,
I'll reach in and take a bite out of that
Shit you call a heart...
But save your breath, I will not hear. I think I made it very clear.
But i also know that its not your fault now,
as the battle is fought inside
and your mind deceives you now.

September 9, 2008

Here we go, another one.

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Hello :D

Ill start with a poem - the first ever.

The Price to Pay


Ill have some price to pay,
But the joy is gonna be insane.
As, what is life without any consequence ?
The suffering and the callousness.
I know the adversity beckons me.
But then is it human to live without any dolor and distress?
As the gaiety and exultation after that are flawless.
The monopoly of pain and the ritual of misery.
As it slowly grows inside me, the immaculate feeling of sinlessness.
The world is going to fall upon me and the night sky is going to show its wraith.
But imagine the undefined smile that comes on my face,
when you look at me the in the eye and realise -
that i was the one - who just fucked your fucking wife.