The Intruder

When you crave for sound,my words voice in your velvet shift of colours
Did i intrude your internal ripples of distress?
Five pallets of unbrushed blocks on your door
Cobwebs & moths enlightened by dust on your lights
When you lock your legs in agony,
i wish not to be the intruder through your painless windowpanes.

Pilgrimage

When your spiralling thoughts are mine
When your earthen beauty savours my dreams
I will fester on your tragedy
If you will never let me cleave onto you
We will go on a pilgrimage to find the perils of a mirage

When you will find my hopes are condensed and bottled
When you will see the mirror whitewashed in my hands
You wont be lost in the sour fumes of pictures
If you will ever mangle my naive crime
We will go on a pilgrimage to find the conflicts of time

Rename my Flower

Urgency of all that is lost
Turning my back on odorless ecstasy
Scratching the woods for scrap
While you stayed awake in a wakeful frenzy of impatience
When you were out looking for testimony of rusted wait
Rupturing and terrorizing parts of my conceited ego
I renamed my flower on that rainy day

Annotation on love

It always makes me shiver to watch
Brightness of colour on your pale skin
The rationality of your thoughts
Show me the malice in your heart
I will surf through the streams of blood, into the pool
Immersed, enlightened, rejuvenated
I will make love to you
Soaking you in our sweat
Every pore in your body cleansing you
Unconscious of any emotions and my secret pleasures
When you will open your thick, heavy, tired eyes
Naked and covered in a pool of love
You will find,i have abandoned you.

Subway for Destitutes

When your institutions fail
I shall own them up
And throw them into the subway for destitute's
Matches are in abundance
And i will burn the subway

If you and your accomplice,
manage to rise again from the ashes
I will spray you up in air
And let you intoxicate everyone
One match will be enough
And again i will burn the subway for destitute's

I will hear your muffled screams
As they echo through the impenetrable walls
I will cry for you and me
The re pungent smell of your burning flesh
reminds me of my homelessness
I lived in the subway for destitute's

Love

Love wishes it was the eye of all fortunes
The void of wounds and the chill of rooms
Love never privatised my discretion
Window panes of gloom are worth discrepancy of fools
Love doesn't stand a chance when you want love

Two timers have souls of gold
Are you a whore?
Yes!!Love is inspiring,when the winds don't blow
And when i flow,the world seems to repeat
Love stands every chance when you want peace on paper!!

Dark Sounds

Still woods make me order filth
Incompetence makes my song erratic
Wounded stars are jealous of heart shots
Figures that dim the shadows
And sounds that echoes the soul of perfumed breath
Hark,belts of fortune are always flowered with coincidence
And the heirs to lust are always left wanting!

What are your hopes and dreams?!

I hope to be the insecurity of all fears

And i dream to be a magnanimous masochist

My weak arms don't suffice my hopes

And my dreams are too weary

What are your hopes and dreams?

I hope to be the bride of all

And i dream of devotion

My hopes are too ugly

And my dreams a tad sadistic

Pardon me

What were your hopes and dreams?

Let me ask u again

What are your hopes and dreams?!

Resurrection

Auger punches
Leaves a dent on my soul
I try to drill my turbid sense of reality
But i refute instead
I want to pierce a hole
But i hold myself
I breakdown, i whine, i writhe
I feel the calmness around
I stand resurrected
Candid like a moon
When the winds from the north gushes
during revelry of my failures
I breakdown, again i stand ressurected!

Rot

Dual fate compliments my duality
Time nails me in my mire
A collection of bric-a-brac
I have been searching for so long
Strings of my ignominy or is it me
Which manipulates my libido
Liberty is ashamed of sickness
And sickness of disease
Diseased cos' i am rotten
Or rotten cos' i am diseased?

Narcissist

Woke up to a gloomy morning
With a congested heart
Congested with fear and spark
Instead of shouting out aloud
I sit there and contemplate the gloom
The gloom sets in me and i set in gloom
Pathetic me

Sun shone this morning
I felt full and free
I try to shed all my pretentions
Only to find more of it
I pack my bag and flee to be me
Pathetic me

Drenched in acid, this morning
I long to cleanse myself
Of the cold within me
Of the shivers i feel
The acid just warms my outside
Inside i am cold still
Pathetic me

You can call me a narcissist
But i dont belive in factions
You can place me anywhere and call me anything
But i dont care anymore
As i am still morbid and me
Pathetic me