The Voice

The Voice

The voice still ringing in his ears,

Still the roaring rage hidden inside of him,

Screamed at a decibel that only the animals could hear 

Breaking everything that he had built,

A man who had lived his life for his science, 

Trying to find ways to make the world a better place, 

Humble than any human being alive, 

Soft spoken and always had a kind gaze whenever he looked. 

Studying everyone that passes him,
As if he is trying to remember someone from the crowd,
Trying to make sure if that face is there in reality,
Or just a figment from his imagination.

With his eyes turning black as if the devil had possessed his soul,
He wandered throughout the town,
Wreaking every soul from the face of the earth,
Trying hard to find someone to control him

She stood there in fear,
Looking at the mayhem that he had left behind,
From the man he once was,
To a monster that he had become.

Her heart was always in his hands,
The life that they had created,
Was left in shambles,
The eyes still had those lost expression as if they were asking her for help.

Destroying every bit of life,
That he had built for her,
Just in search for her to hold him down,
And bring him back to life,

She couldn't resist living life,
Knowing that he would live in misery and rage forever,
As if he was asking her to resurrect his soul,
Only to wonder if she was the one who would only keep him in control.

She pulled him up towards her,
Trying to control his staggering steps,
Only her voice now breaking through the barriers of his rage,
But he never knew that the knife would pierce him through.

She pulled him off from his misery,
And he was right to know,
That no matter how powerful his rage was,
Her eyes would be dangerous than his angered soul.

Singing him a lullaby,
With a lone tear dropping from her eye,
Asking him to forgive her,
Because with his soul she can't survive,
As the monster in him was slayed,
He looked at her with his lifeless eyes,
Sometimes love is not what saves you,
Sometimes it is the one that destroys you 

When You Say Nothing At All

When You Say Nothing At All

Watching you sleep tonight, 
Underneath the sheet of stars, 
With the moonlight kissing your cheeks, 
Lucky I am to see this sight. 

My heart gallops on the field of love. 
Like a Gazelle leaping around in happiness, 
I try to control myself, 
Looking at you with tears of love in my eyes. 

Wondering if you were true or a figment of my imagination, 
Eyes enormous enough that can captivate my soul,
Looking right at me just being wonderful as you are,
Forcing me to just sit there and look at you all day long.

As you just smile there, 
With those beautiful looking curves that the world has ever seen, 
Making my world just hover around those lips which teases my heart out, 
Only to make me realise how beautiful you look. 

The quiet glimpses that you take while I sleep, 
Caressing my hair and just looking at me and doing nothing, 
Just sharing the moisture from my cheeks and gifting me a lipstick stain as a morning surprise, 
With you around in my life just being a gift from life to spend my eternity with. 

All I am left is at a loss of words, 
When I see you spreading your magic around my heart, 
Doing nothing just blitzing with my heart, 
To make me fall in love with you every single day.

 I can see you speak your heart, 
When the world is shouting in front of you, 
You speak the loudest, 
When you say nothing at all. 


You being the most magnificent creation,
Is what completes my identity, 
Your company is what makes my heart tick, 
And you my love is all that my soul can ask for  

"Et Tu, Love"

Et Tu

The thunderous night, 

Accompanied with the clouds which carry the messengers of god, 

Trying to sound an alarm to the world of the troubles soon to come, 

Was it a nightmare or a figment of her imagination. 

He used to trouble her heart, 

Occupying a spot in her noble heart, 

Just slowly poisoning her with his memories, 

Flooding her mind with his thoughts. 

Like a strobe in the night, 
You hover in her dreams, 
Only to be tormented with the guilt, 
That threw you away from her life. 

A conspiracy with god watching from above, 
Was hatching from the egg of unfaithfulness, 
As she met with him after a long time,
With her heart on her sleeve and his dagger in his hand. 

With one profuse blow, 
His heart became a victim, 
With a gash as deep as the Grand Canyon, 
And blood seeping as the gushing stream in the ocean.

His trust broken and his pride hurt, 
Stood tall at first only to be decimated, 
With the person who he trusted the most,
Was the one who killed his spirit. 

As she tries to forget the nightmare, 
That she lived, 
The ghost from the memories still haunt her, 
Her hands are blood soaked and her soul is broken. 

Who she thought were her friends, 
Turn out to be her foe, 
As the dagger is in her hands, 
With his dried blood giving it a rustic colour. 

His voice now echoes in her ears,
With his eyes welled up as he say she raised her hand,
"Et Tu love" was all he could mouth, 
The phrase now is like a reminder to her. 

She touches her dagger to her skin, 
Waiting for his ghost to come back to her, 
And watch as life drains away from her eyes, 
The blood now paints her apartment,
And her heart now beats like his forever.  
  
  

Apart

Apart

With the rustling of the leaves, 

And the heavy summer winds flowing, 

In the middle of the night, 

Throwing every particle of dust with disdain. 

With us engulfed in fury, 
Trying to fight one another, 
With you trying to show off your villainous brilliance, 
While I sit across you just to send you away. 

You look me with your loony eyes, 
Waiting for me to make the first move, 
Only to make me suffer my first defeat, 
Forcing me to find a way out to bring you down. 

Who knew that the game of cat and mouse, 
Can bring us close and understand each other, 
The life we live had just took a different turn, 
And as I trade a life for your freedom. 

The two black holes now have collided, 
With you saving my life by killing the only witness that could send me away, 
Just out of awe and the need for my acknowledgement, 
Clearing my name and taking the fall for me. 

What is this between us? 
This weird thing that we have, 
This misguided love is enough, 
To make us fall into a vortex. 

All we do is just consume souls, 
And crush it beyond existence, 
But what is it about us, 
That we are the one standing alone. 

With us armed, 
Standing at the edge of the cliff and the guns facing the other, 
Only a small window to shoot and poof the one is gone forever,
But who knew that it would be me hanging on, 
Just to the very thing that brought me here.

Those lifeless eyes that now see me bleed away into a different world, 
See us metamorphosing into an aggravated phenomenon, 
Trying to tear everything apart, 
Just to realise that it is the evil that makes us different. 
Like the enigma I stood and you being the paradox,
This is what makes us apart.   

Man In The Mirror

Man In The Mirror

Final seconds to what I see as my demise, 

The blood spilled around the floor, 

Bullet holes telling a tale of its own, 

With the silence being darker than the darkest hour of the night. 

Bodies piled up as a mountain, 

Waiting for the scavengers to nibble it away, 

Laying here in waste with carnage all around I think, 

Was it really worth it? 

Trusting a soul which was pure, 

Only to blame him responsible for the breach, 

Rejecting every evidence of his innocence, 

Forcing him, pushing him to the limit where he loses his sanity. 

She neglected her heart, 

Considering his kind-hearted innocence, 

As a façade which he used to fool innocent damsels, 

Breaking the very character that once defined him. 

Tormenting his life, 

By reminding him of the mistake that he never committed, 

Only to become the pole bearer for his soul, 

Leaving a cadaver for the world to witness. 

With his pure soul now reeking of alcohol, 

His life surrounded by the white syringe which he calls life, 

It was just a ticking time bomb in the making, 

Up till that night, life was just the same for him. 

But his mind had another game for him, 

Loading his Berretta only to strike down his maker for once and for all, 

Shooting in his haze of coke infused vision, 

Aiming at everything in sight only to be struck down. 

With the shots delivered to the right address, 

And the smell of blood hitting his nostrils, 

He realised the remaining torturer left in the midst of the carnage, 

it was the man in the mirror. 

That eerie silence was disrupted, 

With a shot that made a statement, 

He fell on the floor like a rag doll, 

Bleeding the venom in him,

Tainting the world with his ghastly act, 

Fell the reflection of the man in the mirror.  

Verdict

Verdict

Sitting here wondering my life, 

Oblivious to the world that surrounds me, 

The clock is all I am hearing, 

And every second that passes my breathing becomes heavy. 

When did things turn to such a picture, 

That led us to be surrounded by these four walls,

Making the world question my intentions that fateful night, 

Framing a picture after picture of everything what happened between us. 

The darkness was everything that we fell for, 
Neglecting the light that we emitted when we were together, 
Avoiding the signs that told us to leave each other alone, 
From a magic potion to venom our love had taken a turn to the storm. 

Breaking us apart for good, 
Only to connect us as parents, 
Yet that small twinkle in your eyes, 
Made my heart collapse. 

Just like a fairy tale we came together, 
Only to see if it would be love that remains forever, 
Or if the hatred had captivated it's first victim, 
Up till that fateful night we were together like a torn photograph. 

With a small gash to your neck, 
Decapitating you just for a sadistic pleasure stood the demon upon you, 
Severing all the veins in your body to bleed out the hatred, 
Caressing you as you take your final sleep. 

The Black and Whites gathered around the home that we once had, 
Seeing the gore outside the house of our memories, 
Nabbing me from my slumber, 
To make me witness the crime that I may have committed. 

Presenting me to the world as your violator, 
Without knowing the truth, 
An year has passed away with you haunting me in my nightmares, 
My fate secured on a piece of paper that the group of your peers holds today.

Forcing me to ponder if I ever did it or was it the demon inside me, 
With each second the world looks at my face, 
Eyes red, a beard unkept and the invisible stain of disgrace, 
The verdict was sealed on my fate, 
If I could ever breathe in the open or will I be able to breathe alongside you.  

Shaurya

Valour(Shaurya)

Everyday a few wake up from their slumber,

Wondering the value that life holds for them,
Some do understand their roles,
While some choose to stay asleep. 

The souls that are their to protect us, 
Irrespective of what caste, creed, colour or religion we belong to, 
Never have they seen their faces ever before,
Put their lives on the line for us, 

Is this the valour that they talk about?
What about those who use their authority, 
Just to bring control to a troubled city, 
With peace and brotherhood being the epitome of progress. 

The ones who use brute force and disregard the very foundation of a nation, 
Only to bring in a life which is disciplined, 
With only fear dripping down the eyes of the innocent, 
Looking into their eyes and getting lost in the darkness that it hides. 

This is valour for some and dictatorial for the rest, 
Wiping the innocence away from the lives of the people, 
The uniform which they wear has an insignia of their being, 
Bringing havoc upon those who don't fear. 

They think it is valour that they fear them, 
While the reality is them fearing the demon that wears them. 
Valour is not just protecting people, 
It is the spirit inside the man that can do anything to protect those who can't protect themselves.Even fight his own. 
This is Valour, This is Shaurya.