Stop Waiting for GODOTS

No the morning won't come
it'll be night forever.
things will go worse
no, they won't change ever.

Stop waiting for
the Godots
look around
how the world rots
nothing fresh
to be found.
only
psychotic  furores
abound.

The temples of love
crumble down
in the dreams.
And in reality
they don't even exist.
perpetual animality
plenteously persists.

And it's frown over grown
in the barren bundles
of the brown grounds
of thoughts.
where,
the droughts of desire
fraught with fire
rage and vengeance
never let them slow
and
they forever grow.

Darkness won't go
morning won't come
the winds of fears
smeared with tears
will forever blow
will forever blow...

Ruinous Play

playing a runious play
in a seriously
runious way...

want to end up
end up
lively lively days...

spruce up
pains
spruce up
wounds
spruce up
hurts....

want to choose
deserted paths
want to live
like abandoned fortress.

have my own
my own
lonesome ways
my own
lonesome stay...
 

Zombie Queen

 I'm stuck in the past

though the present is moving fast

future makes me scream

for they are the dead shadows of my dream

I'm a zombie in disguise

a truth hidden in  lies....

When you'll come to me

you'll find me nice and sweet

I'll persistently smile

in perfect femme-fatal style.

You'll lose your conscious and think

I'm a princess but you'll be hoodwinked

for I'll be dead, but still alive in your head

Then you'll follow me in a trance

and find my graveyard by chance

to you I'll surrender

and render your reasoning asunder

Let me end up everything

before the time flies...

before you run away

when I want you to stay.

And leave all these

nightmarish dreaming...

or you'll start screaming!

Why???

I was happy being sad

why did you make me

happy for a while

and sad forever?

There was certain

joy in the tears.

why you brought me

smiles and made me

cry hard forever?

Ignorance is bliss

yes, it is.

why you made me

aware of happiness

and went leaving

me wistful forever?

Remember You Forever...

I don't know
what should i remember
the love you showered
or the hurts you gave
the time we spent together
or the moment when
you went away...

go my love
as far you want
I'll never come

in your way.
but in my heart
you'll always stay
howsoever far
you go away.

Should I Cry?

nothing works
should i cry
nothing helps
should i cry
things are messed up
should i cry
desires are hushed up
should i cry

life's an eternal void
that hold all sounds
with only pains left
that forever resounds
should i cry

colours look dark
vision gets diminished
all is left but that's gone
what all i wished
should i cry

tears look pretty
gloom prevails
fathomless loneliness
comes in crowded veils
should i cry

somebody oh somebody
tell me  oh tell me
should i cry?
should i cry?

Want To Be Liberated

I had created

A Hell

A Shell

A Deep Dark Well

A Perfect Snare

To snare myself.

I had created

A Haze

A Cage

A Deludingly Depressive Phase

To cry and die

Hundred million times.

The Victim in me

Was chased

And fazed

By the Villainy

Of my Mind

And its Intellectual Grinds.

But now I want 

My Fears abated

My Pains ablated

And my Soul Liberated.

Yes, now I want

Distresses berated

Happiness-es elated

And my Hopes reinstated.

Freedom of My Nomadic Self...

my thoughts are nomadic

my soul's a gypsy

and my heart resides

in a caravan always on  move.

yet i'm enslaved

eternally enclaved

in a prison cell

a whip-lashing hell

of flesh,bones and blood.

when death the loving guest

will bring my body to rest

and my soul will be freed

to join its own lonesome creed.

my thoughts will roam around

never to stop again

in the dungeons of pain.

and my nomadic self

with death the saviour's help

will have freedom found.

My Laughter & My Tears

When the pains

  Talk

I silently listen. 

When the sufferings

  Play

 I am a silent spectator.

But I laugh, laugh, laugh

Louder than the sobs.

The sobs betrothed

Eternally to tears.

The sobs hiding dread

But nourishing my fears.

But they are indeed

Weak, Weak , really Weak.

The sound, the noise;

The voice.

Ineffectually lingering

In voids.

undecipherable,  undecipherable

Those sobs and those tears.

Tall,towering, mountainous;

yet deeper than the sea.

Loud and clear,

Colossal forever,

My laughter, not my tears.

Arduous Existence

Space-less silence monumental shouts

Deceptive dreams, all give clouts

To the unearthly souls

Perfectly packed and parceled

In weak bodies that look stout.



 Cobweb of life with a spider hung

Dishevels intellect, as if stung

By a cold-hearted serpentine.

unable to think, act, or rise

Yet alive with a throttled mind.