Friday, 28 April 2017

Blood Stained

Blood stained
A dagger came out
And drove through the heart
But he died before death
Heartbreak

Blood oozed out like a fountain
Stained him red
A death of the soul before death

It struck after he was gone
Drowned in his sins
A death of his conscience before death

Tears flowed soon after
But sorry too late
He was already dead

Death is a massacre
 Massacre of  the dead's loved ones
A sin bigger than no thing
Murder it is , Massacre it is.......

Pops

Pops


Pops I always called him that
It was all going great
Picnics, vacations and everything I ever wanted
Then he was fired
And with it came lots of things unwanted
First was anger
Then madness
And above all
Alcohol

Pops became a monster
Something scarier than the Headless Horseman
He beat her everyday
Taking it no longer
My mom killed her died soul
And escaped from the hell on earth

Pops was sent to jail
And an asylum
He understood it all later
But not before he lost a wife
And I a mother

Monday, 24 April 2017

White Lies

White Lies
The string breaks
Can't be joined anymore
The reason
Expectation
The reason
Expectation

Why Expectation ?
White Lies
White Lies
White Lies

The problem is
People can't see through lies

Then slowly and slowly
Life become a hell

White Lies
The lies you can't see through
White Lies
That make life a hell.....

Saturday, 22 April 2017

Broken

Broken(from a girl's perspective)

I am sad
I am broken from him for the rest of my life
I am broken
We were one soul
The soul is broken

But moving on is necessary

We LOVED each other for SIX years
When marriage happened
I was broken from him on the marriage night

Broken from him
Broken forever

10 years later......

But moving on now
I have a 8 year old daughter
She has a dad
But I am still broken
I can't forget him
But moving on is necessary
But broken
The wound's too deep.......

Tuesday, 18 April 2017

The rope of life

THe RopE Of LiFe 


The rope of life !
The rope of life !
Walk carefully !
Walk carefully !
Not a step right, 
Not a step left,
In the front,
In the front,
If elsewhere,
If elsewhere,
You shall be left hanging in midair !

Life  does not always give a chance 
To walk again 
If it gives 
Take it and RACE
and RACE 
and RACE WELL
No third chance is available

Has it rained on the gardens yet?

Has it rained on the gardens yet? Has the sky shed its tears out of yearnings for change Have the reins on fury been pulled Has the sin been...