Happy and Quiet

To become a person of the dark and respectful, you  should be one in a million,

and especially truthful.

A person's mind should blend with the dark, as well as scan for those who sit and bark.

Your death maybe your biggest wish.

To eat everyone else is your personal dish.

Of all the people who put the blame,

You don't mind as they are all the same.

Betrayed and laughter surround your mind,

You may never know when they'll stab you from behind!

You cry yourself to ease the shattered pain.

You feel as though you been hit by a train.

Now in the shadows of darkness you lay,

As you have been completely slain.

How you would kill yourself to be all alone,

How you would wish you could turn yourself into stone!

Its not your fault you've become like this.

You put on a cheerful face, and it seems as though your in bliss.

-This is one of the poems I wrote  a long time ago, just thought I'll put it up.

Sorrows of an Unwanted Outcast

Sacred tears wash my forgiving eyes,
When you have to make yourself laugh to stop yourself from crying
Emotions of abundant rage and tolerance
With so much of violence, so much of pain,
So much of anger dedicated in your brain.

There is no choice but to depend on yourself,
Untrustworthy people stored upon the bookshelf.
No one to wash away the miseries and memories.
Only the whistle of the breeze and trees.

Struggles and sorrows are all part of your goal.
Cowards have no direction , only paths which they stole.
Enemies which pushes you away.
Watching you as you turn weak.
Waiting for you to become their prey.

Devote yourself to the true color of your eyes.
The beauty which is clear as the skies.
Do not be mislead by fools or Gods.
Follow the path of the north star.
Do not be ashamed of who you truly are!

Life in Chains

Sculptures of varied race inflict the walk towards your way of life.
Giving you differences in shades of persona.
The mind does not wander but walks into goals without fear.
It is they who barricade you,  even though your path is near.

Discouraging your vivid dreams of false ends.
Society,  pulling you towards their trends.
Like a race in which you end up first or last.
Finish it soon, finish it fast!

A race  in which you follow the pack.
No shortcuts , just stay on track!
Dead minds are controlled by society which makes them run.
It makes them believe there is no sun!

Our characters are programmed on this unforgiving earth.
Telling us what to do from  birth.
Is there hope for artistic intelligence?
Hypocrites feared by social elegance.

Varied minds should end this race.
Even if the fearless fall with disgrace.
False mortals are reckoned with impure ways to sustain this system.
False mortals, who have no wisdom.

Organ of Souls

Calm, crisp and radiant is our mind.
Impossible thoughts and dreams which you cannot find.
Like a diamond which is entirely  pure.
To refresh it,
Laughter is the cure!

Pain and hardships are a challenge to the brain.
Molding it with proper strain.
Ideas and brilliance makes each of our mind like a maze.
Each maze different from the other.
Complex, simple yet endless in its path.
Everyday refreshed, like after a bath.

Pictures and melodies stored deep inside.
Everything is present, there is nothing to hide.
Memories present inside the locked door.
To find the key, you need not explore.
Heart is the key to the soul and mind.
A duplicate key , you will not find!

Desecration of Unwanted Colors

Watch me burn as my colors fade away.
The moment when I shower upon silence and all that is dark.
It creates a fear of loosing happiness, but it brings my anger to the mark.
It gives me power and steadiness with unsatisfied thought.
Like the feelings of the triumph after the battle I fought.

Cursed upon by not having the feeling of love.
Darkness reigns in my blood.
So I sleep with the dark and those who worship it.
I play with the dark and those who rejoice it.

Scaring the colorful people with my gaze.
I wait to watch them burn in my blaze.
Shadows portray the real color.
Existence will become duller and duller.
Let the world weep everyday, and I will dance in its puddles,
while my colors fade to gray............

Omission of Intelligence

Brilliance converged to a spot where the sky meets the universe.
Intelligence, a cold word which lay in our minds and hearts.
Vengeance, trust , and pleasure it seeks.
They act as though you require a tweak.

Fall not into infinity, but through the universe.
Penetrate into its overwhelming space.
Prepared to be disturbed by its silence.
Wander in and out of violence.
Emotions which shields our smartness.

Fall into a path with your IQ.
Fall into a place with your IQ.
Fall into a position with your IQ.

Erase the word "intelligent" from your mind.
Roam free like the blind!
Let them judge you not by your IQ,
but by your thoughts and views!

Path of a Righteous Mind

The ultimate price of pain is when your killed through pleasure.
Miseries collided into a barrier filled with shocks and sorrows.
Let your own soul not know the burden you carry,
For it is a very heavy load.

Depression leads to tears of oppression and rebellion.
Let them not stand in your way,
For it is they, who have freed the monster buried beneath your soul!
It is they , who pleasured you with hopes and goals.

A quick rain of thought and you gaze at yourself with spiritual eyes.
What are you becoming............?
You must move forward and end their lies.
The violence must be controlled through swirls of vortexes in your head
It should be silently approached instead.

Your own path shall save lives!
Your own path shall help lives!
Your own path shall inspire lives!

Your Thoughts, Our Freedom

Fury and rage combined with waves of fire and anguish.
The themes of the system are wrecked by those who overtake for power.
System relates itself to science and therefore making it impossible to change.
Changes in the system impossible to arrange!

Crushed by those who take advantage of us.
Rebel we must, even with mistrust.
Shades of glory left behind near the mighty pillars.
Absorption of inspiration is blocked and choked.
Hatred is revoked!

Stand up with your own words and vanquish evil by your thoughts.
Let your dreams fulfill desires and your mind destroy monsters.
Enlighten yourself so that the universe would be visible.
Protect your wisdom as no one is reliable!

Crossroads to Rebellion

A free thinker is always mocked by the Indian society.
Free is a word which never existed in this land.
No one is with you to hold your hand.
Feared by the society, your friends join the race.
A race in which your parents also tells you to chase.

A race which has no meaning to our existence on this earth.
A race which exits as soon as your birth.
At the end of the race, diamonds, gold and respect are showered upon you.
Satisfaction and meaning may or may not be true.

Free thinkers do not know of any race track.
They create an endless road of passion  which glitters when anyone steps on.
Happiness and laughter will never be gone.
Do what you love and do not have fear!
Some do, others shed a tear.

We must end this society full of pain.
Miseries created for personal gains!
Banks and software which are treated as warriors  in ancient time?!
Why should they be respected?
Are they making this world safe from crimes?!

End this dominance of pathetic jobs.
End commercialism to the highest degree.
Like animals, humans should also roam free!
If trapped like a tortured animal in a small cage.
Society,
Be ready for rebellion,
Be ready for rage!

False Beauty

Beautiful people belong in their beautiful perfect world.
We as low lives test them by being vile.
We reek of ugliness, even when we smile.
A glance in the mirror and we shatter and fall.
Imperfections such as being ugly and small.

Why do we share a common domain?
To cause us low lives agony and pain!
While they lead their happy lives,
We look upon them with tears in our eyes!

Only a lover or loner would think like this.
Our controlled mind and friends are enough for bliss.
Our body is a test for the character we play.
Beautiful people are not those who look good,
but the goodness in the  character which they portray

The Lioness's Jewel

Roaring into my heart is a woman.
A woman of fantasies , a woman of dreams.
Filled with emotions and expressions.
Cursed by time spent upon viewing.

Although her existence is void.
Her plush eyes are nailed in my mind.
Velvet hair which drifts behind.
Vivid smiles which brightens her laughter.

Roaming free and lavishing about.
Characteristics which I hate, no doubt.
Fate plays a great deal between us.
The seconds of glaze upon your face.
Heart raises its pace,
along with a stomach ache!

As I cannot capture her,
Her beauty will always be etched in my mind.
A rare gem like her will  be hard to find!

Lessons of a Soul

When do we remember the process of fate which leaps in our hands.
Words are never meant to be used when destiny is at our feet.
It only flows with the silence which supports our thoughts and deepest emotions.
Someday you might turn towards greatness, the rest you'll be looking at yourself!
Screaming, shouting, wishing to make a difference in your life.
The worthless fears of growing old and ending up with a wife.

Even as your words speak of the great storms and norms, the river  still has existence and wisdom more than yours.
Planets are not a  part of the plan, which makes you to dominate.
Shores are not a part of the sweet feeling which you would want.
Pleasure is the only thing you've got.
Death is not your greatest pain.
Agony rises from the same.

Beware of power!
Beware of greed!
Life builds like a tower.
Satisfaction is all we need!!

Gush of Gore, Rush of Blood

Gush of gore...
Rush of blood.....
Local store.....
Covered in mud

Veins are cut
Throats are slit...
There is no body which fits.
Dark and gray.....
Evil will stay
Drops of fumes...
Darkness resumes


Gush of gore...
Rush of blood.....
Local store.....
Covered in mud

Terror dreams...
Unreal screams.....
Souls crying inside...
Rush of blood in their skin
Human feelings rise from within!


Gush of gore...
Rush of blood.....
Local store...........
Paintings galore!!!

Disoriented Thoughts

Mind telling you what to do, is sometimes confusing.
Mind telling you  what to think,  without you choosing.
It's very difficult to control our thoughts and emotions.
Each cell filling up ready for explosions.

Sometimes its the power of reality which strikes you.
Thoughts aren't always true.
Emotions like love and honor, traps you in a corner.
Ambitions and fate which you'll start to hate.

Believing what you think and feel, aren't always real.
Calculations and tests aren't always the best.
Confusion reeks havoc like a dream.
Mind telling you to wake up with a scream!

The Warriors Code

Rest in peace while God hates your soul!
The dark cliff ends your path and goal.
The velvet sea drifts you away.
Fear and pain disappears today.

The demonic stare of your enemy's face,
Leads you to the path of disgrace!
Honor violated  by fumes of rage.
Trapped inside the fear cage.

Let everyone know why your dead.
Only today will they dread.
Only today will they cry for your soul.
Only today will they support your role!

Your enemies will increase once you die.
Slay them now, make them cry!
The path of death is a cowards choice.
Fight for yourself,  fight for your voice!

Space, Time, and Maturity

To reverse time
Step in the line between those who fail you
Amongst the corner of the dark moon
Lies an endless rush of magic appearing soon
The caves are tied to its deep hole
Lost in it, is your soul!
Falling down below, to your fears
Remembering the time when you shed tears
A sparkle of light which makes you blind
Time once again starts to rewind!
Pride is lost without your mane
Will you get back your respect again?
Disappearing into the shallows of the universe
Untouched are the planets rings
Innocence drawn from a swing
Your free as a bird
Without its wings!
Time moves fast and slow
It all depends how you grow!

Differentiate Appreciate

Touch me with your eyes.
The blind shall come alive.
There would be no cries until i fall to the skies.
To give up my path and rules.
To forgive and trust those fools.
Awaken me with your smile,
and I shall have peace for a while!
Teach me to love what I hate.
Teach me new things about our fate!
Troubled times and our fears start to grow.
Trust one another and happiness will flow!
The path to immortality is shown by your heart.
Not even death can move us apart!

Flower of Perfection

Why do you bloom like a flower when the rest are still seeds?!
A plain flower with no weeds.
Like a cactus with no requirements or needs.
Inner beauty shines light into my eyes.
Character, as natural as the clouds and skies.
Smile which brings an elegant fragrance to my mind.
Bad trait........I cannot find.
Twirling around my brain like a vine.
Your soul is truly divine!
Even though you are surrounded by invisible thorns,
I do not scorn but I am happy that you were born.
I bow down to you O perfect flower.
Petals exposed by brilliance, and leaves filled with power!!

A Demon's Blood

A demon spawns from within.
The dark Gods blessed it with sin
It flies around high and low...........
How far will it go?
He soars the skies, eats peoples eyes.
Is he a myth or complete lies?
Scream as he screams!
Pain and agony in your sweet dreams.
He rages upon the tormented souls.
Buries people with heart holes.
He doesn't know which is wrong or right.
He diminishes everything in sight.
He disappears into the mysterious cave......
All of this because of the blessed sin you gave!!!
What we realize is the blood of the innocent is no thicker than the blood of the demon..........

When all I can do is stare........

You dont know me but to you I stare
I know that you dont care
Maybe theres something special we share
Maybe its the clothes we wear
Maybe its the same patience we bear
Maybe its the scent of your hair
Something tempts me to glare
The way you sit on a chair
To look back at me you wouldnt dare!
Maybe I give you the scare
Maybe we dont make a good pair,
but if you need me Im always there!

An Indians Valentine

Your eyes reminds me of the natural calmness in spring time.
I know its impossible to make you mine.
The delicate smile is shown by your fluent behavior.
I know I cant be your Savior.
There are differences between us that can happen only in our country.
Although we wish to be together and free,
respect from our parents is the most important, you see.......
You make me wait for tomorrow to arrive.
Everyday I wish to be alive!
Your pleasant talk, your significant walk, all adds up to your elegant face which shines light into my eyes.
Your heart is more clearer than the polluted skies..
An Indian boy can only see this as a dream.
If we make it real, our society will scream!!!!!!

Evil might have a new face.............

To watch the pain and fears of others is my demise.
Although the world is filled with unclear eyes.
To kill is only human but to stare at it and learn is demonic.
The wounds will not heal with medicine or tonic.
When will there be a word called hope.
When will the young heart stop to mope.
Of all the evil and blood stain......
Terror striking again and again.
Why dont we feel ashamed?
Why cant we change our race?
Why cant we give evil and fear a new face?
Who can we blame ,when the seeds of the wicked rise from the same!!!!!