Caged

I ranted! I raved!
I screamed through the walls that held me
I craved for an answer
Scratching my nails across the wall
Begging only to know
I fell silent
I cried
I sobbed silent tears as years went by
I stumbled on to laughter
I laughed, hysterically like a mad woman
Then this laughter turned to rage
Anger then left me to crave
One turmoil after another I strolled
Only to realize,

Destiny has thrown me in to a cage
A cage called you…

No more I shall be alone
No more I shall be free
For my freedom has paid its price
And here I shall lie, like a storm in teacup

For indeed, destiny has thrown me in to a cage
A cage called you…

Waiting...

Does this stinky vessel
Carry you to me?
Oh! Does this sail
Open for my breath?

Should I stand here alone,
By the seashore wait for ye
Or should I walk away
And never think of ye

Like cetacean claws
This chilly wind hurts my pores
Where are you my love?
Take me to place where
I can sing my song!

Splash after another
I let these salty waves
Bleed over me…
All for the hope that
You shall come back to me

Tell me dear one…
Whisper in my ears please

Should I stand here alone,
By the seashore wait for ye
Or should I walk away
And never think of ye

we

With every sweat drop
Your arm whispered to mine
A thousand kisses, unfathomed by time
I could not sleep,
I could not speak
Lost in the trance of your eyes
I let it be


The gentle sun dance of warmth
Oozed my skin
I felt enveloped by thee
Such as when rain takes my soul
Away for a undisclosed duet between our souls
I let it be
I let it be

Across my bosom I felt flowers of fear bloom
Eyes closed, lips sealed with yours
As we unraveled beauty of my soul
I stood silently in a fantasy sans melancholy

This is what I have prayed for me
This is what I had asked of He
And when it happened
Dumbfounded, teary-eyed
In a my painful ecstasy
I let it be
I let it be.

Walking over you

Leaves flooded my foot
As the crushed tender
Withering away.
Dry leaves underneath my feet

I have feigned to walk away
And you have let me
I have lied I wouldn’t stay
And you have let me

Today as the wind blows whirls
Around my curls, as it churns
What was inside waiting for the storm
To stir what played dead
I bleed

But this bleeding shall go unnoticed
Just as ever tear drop I hid
Alone this scarlet shall reign my pale skin
I shall not notice too
For I bleed only if I say I do!

My eternity

On these lonesome leaves blossomed he
Gentle like a flower, tender like a child’s feet
Yonder by these church yard gates
I heard him sob gentle
He earned to be, my child, my eternity

On these birches spoke he
Whispering light across these dark woods
Amidst the wildered rainforest
I heard him call me
He earned to be, my lover, my eternity

On these colorful spring’s flowers sprang he
Like a drop of dew waiting to be kissed by the sun
Among the fresh yearned lilies
I heard him caress me
He earned to be, my soul mate, my eternity

The girl who cried wolf

Long lived a shepherd girl,
Who used to fend for her sheep.
In her tattered clothes,
Onto where the grasses may lead
She marched, staff in hand,
She marched not knowing of lustful men,
Of grievous wolves, who looked upon her indeed.

Forget not her brother told her
Forget not that world warned her
But naïve as she was, she walked blissfully
Playing playful lies as tunes and dint realize
What she had beckoned on herself, unknowingly

She fell in love with a mighty knight
On the way, the holy way to the green paradise
He too told her that she was right
That they were meant to be, and let themselves unite
Together they walked many a paths of green
Till one such day he had to leave

A vivid tale did the story-teller write
Of this girl who lost her pride
But lest did he know that such a girl was ever alive
She sinfully cried, let her tears speak
But none did believe that it wasn’t as he wrote
She cried she weaned at the wicked world

And the blessed prince began to ride
From a far away land, to save his love
His only fledge, his forsaken soul battered to hers
He began to ride, and cried with every strife

Lest did he know, that a evil wolf
Half man half beast had found her zest
And held the helpless girl close to his chest
As he clawed her breast
Her beating heart did pound,
She screamed for help
Wolf! She cried
As he sucked her blood that once fled
This hot body that shall soon wither

The prince did arrive to see from bushes
He heard her voice, and saw between the branches
He saw he lie between a mans legs
Fumed in pain, believed the storyteller
Oft with his life, his sword gratified

And all the sheep did see
A cold dead girl between the legs of a beast
Half man, half wolf, that greedily ate what now remained
With the last bleat could the girl
Say she was pure, take me away?
If she did will the beast listen?
Or will the prince who saw her the way he did?

The whore's song

My cart shall drive through this broken alley
This is where the whores live
Luring men as they pass by
With their red dyed lips, and slender waists
Swinging their bodies, trance like
This is where the whores live

It has rained today, the slushy sand is repulsive
The whores don’t seem to mind
With their gaudy skimpy clothes ankle deep in mud
They shall raise their hands inviting
Wink their eyes, with their artificial curls calling
Their nylon hair attachments, hang loose
And seeping wet are their painted toes in slush
For this is where the whores live

My cart shall roll down this chaos
Suddenly one among them,
Shall freeze these altercations
Soon I shall bed her,
In a lost red light of a broken lampshade
On a tattered rattling bed, naked, painful
She will not look as beautiful
A pile of money I shall throw on her face
For all its worth, where the whores live

Haste no more, I shall never see truth in her eyes
As she calls upon me, for I shall be a mere prey.
Her beauty as her bait she shall fish for me
For paper happiness, a notes shower for survival
Such is the love of many,
Do we call them all whores?
If we do, then there are many more here
Than that broken alley where the whores live.

Ouch!

Every flaccid day passes by
As we turn into parasites
We suckle on attentions breast
Hope that none sees thus
Pretend to work for art
When all we need is wow! How smart!
What are we?
What are we?

Why have we stooped so low?
To kiss the feet of what
We pretend not to have
To be proud, yet bend down faking modesty
To be glad, yet pretend it’s not cared
To be craving fame, and pretend not to do the same

I have just one word for us

OUCH

Ouch! This ought to hurt that bad!

Uprooted - Part II

Did you wake up today
To find what has been left?
Did you wake up today
To find your mother dead?

She left you her old mansion
Her gold and pearls for your wife
She left you her dying heart
Knowing it shall soon be forgot

Ah does it hurt now?
Does it really?
Oh for such a savage beast too
Sometimes has to bleed

Ah does it hurt now?
To find out you killed her?
For once I heard her say
That you kept her locked away.

Why does it hurt son?
Why does it hurt now?
For the years she spent alone
Nurturing a beast that would kill her
She didn’t know
What had fallen on her.
She didn’t know
That shall soon behead her!

Uprooted - Part I

Do you remember this?
This scald flesh you used to feed on.
Do you remember;
Your mother’s breast?

As child you suckled
Your teeth onto her skin
Your life as it began
Was hence parasite-like nourished

Do you remember this?
This torn opening you came from
Do you remember;
Your mother’s womb?

As her soul screamed in pain
There you were, bloodied
Born, flooding vain
Tearing open what nurtured you.
Born hence
Born; vain

Its time to wake up prodigal son
Time to crack your knuckles
And scream out in vain
For it is too late today
Too late to remember what was blamed on fate
Too late to realize that your mother died today
Too late to realize that you her son
Became a murderer today
Became a murderer today.