Sweetest Child

“One may have to let go his/her most beloved self for his/her own good”
I thought what crap. But that day…

...when I closed my eyes,
I delved deep within myself, exasperated.
I saw a world of facets,
some bruised and a few tainted.


I went for another fall,
looking for the one.
There it was, innocent and sweetest of all.
So pure and second to none.


It drenched my soul,
with joy and bliss.
Sweet as a sugar bowl,
and I gave it a kiss.


I was careful, as ever,
with my softest touch.
Try, as I may, but
I can never love it much.


But now it’s clipping my wings,
eating from within, for a hollow me.
Wounding my soul, painful flings,
Heavens! I want to break free.


Nothing again! It feels dejected.
Wings fluttered, driving me wild,
This is it; I’m on my way,
on my way…
to slay my sweetest child.

The Rule

Don't take your victory for granted, even if you are on the verge of winning, ever.

Because, you might have missed out on the rule.

Serene air,

Fragrance of bliss,

Grace in his walk,

And a gory hiss,

Conflicting psyches,

He threw ‘em all,

Elegant, his walk again,

But fate, a self brawl,

Sweet intent,

All both could wish,

Pleasant venom-divine,

But a near miss,

Unjust decree,

With truth so cruel,

Lost the game, again,

Beaten by the rule.

The Saga: Part 2 - After Burn

I’m feeling a pain that has no cure,
for a decade and more,
without taking a breath and with no time to rest,
I’ve been running for sunshine in the sunless forest,


It’s getting harder and the maximum that one could feel,
hear me scream, it isn’t showing any signs to heal,
I can feel my vitals switching off,
my skin is ripping, the pain is trying to peel it off.


The floor is all soaked as I crawled into the dark,
these bloodstains are more, not just ceaseless marks,
the darkness is staring at me like a starving werewolf,
I don’t know what to do, tell me what I should?
the beast, in full command, came chillingly close,
helpless, my soul began to froze,
soon it ended my search for an amulet,
I neither find the luck nor the silver bullet,


I laid there defeated, my body barely moving,
my blood still pouring, from the hole that is gaping,
I’m feeling like a caged soul, "set me free",
I waited for the response, but there was endless silence,
and I roared heavily again, "shoot me".


The strings of fate are strumming hard over the fret board of time,
and some unworthy freak is singing the lines of mine,
I can’t stand this; someone take this virus out,
my head is about to blast but I know I have to last,
may be I’ve to bear it all, may be this is my only way out,


A full pint of blood dripped from my eyes,
now I’m all done after countless wasted tries,
I’m still searching for that one trait, one factor,
and for god sake, just let me loose it, I’m not a bloody actor.


I keep wondering what I’ve done so nefarious?
It has to be the destiny that denied the bond between us,
Now every song I hear reminds me of my time with you,
please don’t cry for me, I’m crying enough for two,


The sounds are killing me, coming from the pied piper,
but I have to move on and need to decode the cipher,
I know this heart desired for more,
more than one could ever be rewarded,
just stay in your world girl and don’t get me started,


This tale, no matter how wretched it may seems,
these dead letters can’t depict the real boulevard of broken dreams,
my soul is fainting trying to gather the remaining life,
It’s the aftermath, the saga of unheard cries.