my soliloquy

The door sneaks open... Only to pour the tainted tidings of the day: Time has deceived yet another friend, Eclipsed by the greys overhead. Broke and weighed down by Reason's freight, But the Night's Mistress is yet to have her say. The curtain falls, the stakes are drawn; All quiet on the frontiers of the 'Unknown'. And stealthily it passes the Horrors of Shade Judged by the fathom of a menacing gaze. And I sure do have a reason to lament -  "The mellowing bliss is come to end". And, here we stand chained.... ....to Tomorrow's waiting hands, Not much to loathe, yet enough for regret. Google images

How many promises have you set aside? How long can you hide your wounds behind your pride? Let’s just walk together….kill some pain together… This ain’t getting better anymore, No, it ain’t getting over anyhow. Do you still recall … The friends you lost along your way, The love you cherished ravished in the hands of fate? Have you packed up on your dreams… ……and left them back home? Has the revolt against the demons of your soul… …..terminated by a paranoid call? You appear to me so known; Your silence speaks of times bygone, And maybe this is where our vengeance meets The chains of our grit unleashed … Do you choose to fuel your fury? Or settle scores like an old enemy? And would you just care to walk together…. Kill this pain together Google images

The night is charmed well, monotony yet reigns; And the pursuit for perfection is forever at stake. Life’s a lazy learner, plagiarism ably does its part... Freedom bells have ceased to chime since long, And the reminiscence of some lost joy still lingers in the mortal’s soul. And there it goes again…one final shot for the quest! Deep in the abyss of a lost childhood fancy, The pyre of hope is set ablaze; And ‘desire’ from the chains of decay Is freed with all its Grace, The limits of frontiers still unknown… …where promises of love and faith never hath failed; …far from the abode of lust, where they say, “Innocence was once laid…” The torn, the bruised and the battered Named the new victors of time A new dawn has set in, The darkest hour has passed. Reason ain’t any longer the choice of fate, And In this hour of destiny’s call, Even vengeance remains no God’s claim!

Dim pages of an old diary, Memories lodged in the dungeons of time; Silly thoughts of yesterday lay wandering, As I depart from this suburb of mine. And as I walk this lonesome highway Watching the headlights speed me by, Remembering one song I heard lately... ...Music still ringing in my mind; Thinking of a friend I lost, Or the girl I dated the week before. Filthy charges still sing me nasty rhymes, Smoke and regrets feed a bleeding soul. The hallowed pyre of desire in me yet flares, My soliloquy...in all that I confide. The hour's plight so undaunted, My destination much unknown; Many a league of weary miles trudged, My head so heavy...yet unbowed.

I am not the techno-guy, I am just the usual kid from the block. I crave no fame, I am just a name; Zero-talent, overshadowed and passe'. 3.25 years of mugging proved futile, Columns & reactors made a funeral of my pride. I sleep all day, I dream the night: & my future plans are a little bizarre. I am way ahead of civilization, My rules defy a modern man's hymn; I adore perfection, fear rejection, & I have worshiped beauty all my life. I was born on the edge, I played with fire and haze, Destiny was my lover for long, I married trouble in the end. My thoughts are an empty canvas, My personal diary is a vendetta of F-words & rhymes, Reality is something I don't fit in well, I belong to the world of comic strips & fireflies.