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Overrun, with book-bound reveries Paris, is constantly aglow in my eyes Romance is embattled and emblazed With its hardships, bred by the heavens, Plotting endlessly above How they fight on, to drive out the screams Of my rogue and feral sweet dreams I must learn, How to topple these trials, someday Someday! Before the opportune…
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Aching For the life I lived astern Faithfully, leaves me, null and void The allure of the nurturing past Is dying, in these mortified eyes As I mull, over mountains deferred For the life and land That cries out for me From the guilt-laden shroud of night It haunts me, at the blaze of dawn…
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In this life of barely stirring I dissolve on nightly journeys Daylight’s beams are wildly burning Yet I’m weak with senseless worries
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I am sliding into a shadowy divide Somewhere, between the sound and the fury Between the hardship and havoc of man But all of their chaos is softened Reduced, to a rumbling curse On high Slowly, I am detached The farther down I slide In this new age of tremors They scheme and they crawl…
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It is all quiet, on the verge of eternity The unknown seeps into your blood And death and disorder rage on On the verge, of a drawn out scream Where cities glow bright In their fiery distress Some await with swords unsheathed Some dream of the fall Of the agony, twisted and festering below It…
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Originally posted on Raja's Insight: I scale the walls With pestering resolve Enclosed In ravenous Delight ? As the beehive drones In mind Fully enshroud By a heedless Fog of rapture ? The savagery The primal We stave each day Burrows forceful and pure Marrow deep ? Runaway composure Jets far From this ruin ?…
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On a vessel of faithful demons The rise and the fall of the ocean Sends them, crashing around in my skull Scrawled verses flutter in the breeze And finally revealed, they sing Of my worthless and wavering peace A frenzy of words, wail through this storm As I sail into the arms Of a thankless…
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Today, can be our grand oasis One day, of lighthearted trials Where rivalries, swell and decline In the slothful haze of contempt May these hours jut high and proud Above the ire of these times It can be the well-earned calm Our pause in the tempest That viciously swirls all around
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I’ve never had the stomach To send this life crashing down All around me, in a fit of distress Eternity Pleads, in the dead of night But I’ve never had the heart To return its bitter-cold glare The will is with me in brief When I’m swarmed by the hateful past When I’ve dwelt too…
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I was short of the mark once again The faller, fused to the earth With mute flesh and bones All battered, and splayed in deep red I’ve grazed the clear skies And I’ve claimed the hard ground In a passionate lunge Then a hopeless swan-dive I’m the scattered remnants of hope Burned into the hearts…
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