Let me be me

let me be in doubt;

let me laugh,cry and shout.

let me fly away;

let me hang on to the last ray.

let me face my fears;

let me understand the importance of tears.

let me know how it feels to fall;

let me know how it feels to stand again and walk tall.

let me off these chains;

for once dont think about the losses &  gains.

let me understand what is pain;

let me be embarrassed and ashamed.

let me feel the breeze on my face;

let me feel the suns daze.

let me know how it feels to loose;

let me be the who figures out the clues.

let me feel how its like to kiss;

let me understand wht they mean by "pure bliss".

let me sleep so i can dream;

let me realize for what i have been destined.

let my imagination run wild;

let me once again feel what it felt to have the subtleness of a child.

let me go beyond what i see;

let me discover the real me.

let me understand the pain of being far;

let me understand it takes time to heal the scars.

let me be

let me be..

The Prayer

Sometimes i wish it would have been better if the world was how the man up the ladder meant it to be;

And not how our corrupted minds intended it to be.

I wish the ancestors hadn't plucked that godforsaken fruit;

And brought onto us this storm of misery and feud.

Who knew the bite of wisdom would come at such a price;

We ourselves destroyed our future to the words of the vice.

But we cannot ever blame;

'Cause its human nature not to be tamed.

God's words didnt matter then, nor do they matter today;

We need angel to make us believe it is true what they say.

The unquestionable(?) power of god coudnt hold back the will of man;

But then why didnt our so called faith stop us, is what i dont understand.

You were supposed to be omnipresent & guide us dear lord;

You say we failed you,but i say u failed us ‘cus you struck the wrong chord.

I do no mean to offend the great one;

Just ask u a simple question-"what have we ever done ?"

To deserve this pain & plight;

To endure the dilemma between wrong & right.

If words like life, destiny, fate are the answers to my question;

Then i think i'm answerable to none, i dont need to make any confessions.

In the times of despair & hate;

The books say, the almighty dosent leave his creation to fate.

Then let me see it, let me see the light;

Let your arms be wide & accept us despite.

Our FAULTS & TAUNTS;

Standing on the edge ready to fall,

Its time you in debt us again & honor the call !

The Falling Skies

Searching for the place that cant found;

The darkness of this knows no bounds.

Gaping at the cloudless sky;

Resigning my human nature,to defy.

These odds just seem too big;

These odds that make go back to my cigg.

Walking destructed & desolate under this falling sky;

Understanding what the universe is trying to imply.

Demolishing the very roots of positiveness;

The smoke seems to be a friend to whom i can confess.

Confess about all those days;

Confess about when i let myself astray.

Confess about the lies;

The lies that i told my self to cheat these falling skies.

Hoping to come out alive;

Hoping i could go back to just being naive.

But second chances are hard to get and harder to deserve;

Negativity, devils favourite demon isnt that easy to curb.

These battles that only i fight;

These enemies that hide in plain sight.

The world that looks back with hate and spite;

Can i somehow undo the wrong seeming right ...?

Hiding in the shadow of these heavy words;

Its only a matter of time before the rays of reality make the shade disperse......

Nostalgia is a bitch

Alone and stranded but not left behind;

a cold wind seems to be surging through my despicable mind.

my mortal instincts push me back to the memories that get me weak;

to the times when you were the only thing that kept me from turning bleak.

but times change and so did you;

And also did the promises that we thought could never go untrue.

These words that let go the steam of my redundant heart;

the heart that wont understand its time to part.

walking down that empty path;

looking at our past make promises of till death do we part.

walking ahead i see that demolished balcony and those dead trees;

its like all the cliches when just the other day i was happily on my knees.

how can the past be so beautiful,d present so sad,the future so bleak

darling...i ask for both of us...where is the air that we once would kill to breathe.....

The bitter side

The meaning of life yet undecipherable and unknown

All around people thinking with their corrupt minds and hearts of stone

The blood on their hands due to their viscous ways of life

Brothers facing brothers holding their bloodstained knives

The money,wealth and greed

This damned felling of always wanting to lead

God might have been known to work in mysterious ways

But i ask us, who among us can look ourselves in the mirror and say "we haven't lost ourselves in this mindFUCKED haze"

They say the end of days are nearer than we think

our arks is at its weakest,starting to sink

The fists always clenched

In hate we are drenched

The eyes of the oppressed have so much to say

But we have JUST RAISED TOO MANY DEMONS THAN WE COULD EVER SLAY !!

This bitter rhyme may not make much of a difference i suppose

But it might just close down these voids that we choose to avoid n dispose

Transform

My eyes set on the over head fan that moves humming a tune

the light from the afternoon sun scattered all over the room

the haunting tick of the clock

the ever staying smell of the cigarettes that are no more in stock

the lifelessness in the atmosphere slowly breathes life into the dormant memories of the past

gets me to think somethings are just too good to last

the daylight fades behind those comforting clouds

so do those feelings that make me wanna burst my lungs and shout

suddenly the monotony in the air disappears

suddenly i am not afraid to face these mortal fears

i get up from bed

like superman is just back from the dead

the regret in my walk

the nostalgia in my talk

replaced by triumph and pride

i got this angel on my shoulder to put out this hellfire growing on the inside

time to ditch the sadness lurking within

time to transform things,time to reverse the spin

so shoot me down in cold blood if you like

but hand me a shot of tequila for all the things i did not do right

its finally time i let these shadows out of the dark

its finally time i let go of those names we etched together on that bark

In the City of Gods and Demons

In the rhythm of rain drops, lightning and these unaccustomed quakes,

in the abyss of rationality and senility my unknown voyages fade.

Reconciling with the very facts I once denied,

that face, those eyes , that voice still rises from the nostalgic ashes that I once swore to hide.

The sky roaring at the blasphemy of these soaring hills,

flamboyant bolts of light fall from the skies tabooed with flavours of righteous kills.

These flabbergasted eyes set on the violent flashes in the air,

the sun obliquely slips out and gives them the thousand-yard-soul-piercing stare.

The darkness retreats,

the seven colours are at the door raring to speak.

The birds chirp in their clichéd beats

Those flashes and memories are ushered back with their heads hung low, their cruel intentions still incomplete…