The Begining Of The New End

The dying hands of the hallowed souls
captivated within the burden of greed
a few hours of misery and they will be released
from the utmost slavery of hunger and greed
when money and the power makes them the king
they loose their fight in the mortality ring
everything is hunger now....

love is a memory and greed is the new god
have we ever realized the intensity of  the end
or we have always but they never have
how many hours of slavery and domination
their souls will be released in the field
the field where they always wanted to be in
to protest to survive and to save their kith and kin

from the never ending slavery and greed

when humanity is lost and your right is the new pain,
raise your fist and march ahead in the nihilistic rain
fight and rise and make them fall
you are the supremo and you are the hope
ignite the spark and let the fire reign
this fight and our will will never stop
the hope will be alive until and unless
yours/mine brothers and sisters will  be smiling and
will be building the mansion of their beautiful dreams again...
AMEN!

The Summoning

the days are approaching in silhouette
the nights are becoming reality
upon the existence of this nameless void and eternity
to the darkness and the passage of void and mortality
thou shall rise on the grave of those buried emotions
and thou shalt i pass through the shadow of my buried past

here is an wish to fulfill...
a day to reckon and
a night to remember
the dead will rise again
to crawl inside the uprising
movement of my own private hell

death beckons me and coldness remembers
up above the sky
there is this smoke of the funeral pyre
crossing the boundaries of immortal hope
i shall pass this life again
to rise against the vault of immortality

the dead winter nights will summon my name
and the day of the dead will weep my fame
i am myself still waiting for the moment...

the moment of eternity and reality...

Infinite Void Of Silence

words are inbound
breathe is becoming shorter hope is leaving no trace
broken pieces of the fertile bond that holds this mortal life
without a word and that calm coldness of silence
cutting short every imaginary obstacle of living trace

i feel like living in this coldness for thousand years now
my breath and the pungent smell of death
crossing the path of all of my desires
the living stench in my veins are drying now
and all of the possessed sins are smiling now

this mortal life and this dying soul
losing its ground amidst the life devouring howls
i may rise again from the womb of the fertile soil
of hope life and misery

or may be it will be too late to  rise again
to crawl and scream for the lifeless rain of pain
ohh thy lord of infinity and  void
take me into your oath now
the wrath of my greed and lust is burning me now
take this lifeless soul and accept the sacrifice...

the cold smile of death and this infinite void of silence...

A City In The Evening

Evening lights ,broadening horizons
and the cloud burst above in the sky...
hand in hand floating away in our dream of togetherness
honking cars in the street light ,souls waving in tiredness
the cold breeze waving your hair in my lips
the smell of your skin,can i forgive all my deeds?


the endless kiss on your shoulders
and your innocent eyes tells me an another story
of love life and togetherness
the rainbow of love come across the sky
passing through the darkness of desire and lust

can we meet and see the sun goes down again?
can we kiss the sun goodbye(together)
and wait for the night to come in...
your carelessness inside my arms
and your breath on my neck

how we hold the tear drops now?
and how we bid goodbye...
the evenings are empty
and our nights are colder...
 and this is how we loose ourselves
in our own breath...

a city in the evening
and an everyday mind in work again
may be we bid goodbye everyday

but remember even the city lights  are here everyday...