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“It’s been a while now,
Since, his heart and mind were
bruised and ruined, in the lane.
Of found memories, of profound love.
He roams them with the glory of pain
and burden of Sisyphus, Thantos for a companion
And Aphrodite the guide.
His sanity musky and erased in a Melody of love and rain
And so are the borders of his eternal home a bit dark with the screams of soul
that go unnoticed and their effort in vain.”
Years rolled like the destination of gypsies
And so did his fate and his face
Unrecognized, unseen and unnoticed in the sea of humans insane.
Yet his lanes remain the same, Thantos resisting,
Aphrodite on his shoulders tired and lame
Amongst the Sea of sinners he noticed
“Her glowy face again.”
“He carries the beloved in his heart across the seven seas and still his love unscathed.”
She carries another man’s love in her womb for nine and still ignorant of this man’s pain.
He a sinner, She an ignorant and the other a twist of fate;
“All lament their own griefs in a God who’s Dead.”
This an ode to the sinner, who’s righteousness was never written
Who’s Love’s measure the God’s couldn’t fathom
Today the beloved is Dead and her fate breathes his air unaware and tired.
But the sinner Lives wondering in a graveyard where the God remains Dead.
“The glory they seeked remains unsaid.
And I thank the god of time for leaving my bane of love uneffected.”
“Was I the froth of a waterfall
Ever-changing, with the plunge to the face of death
Or was I the stone which slowly,
Gave up the fight and melted to the flow of Perseverance“
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The Child I am standing on the door
One side the life warns not to leave,
The permises of conventions and traditions.
Cool breeze seeping through those doors
Outliving their times invite me to a world
Beyond restrictions, beyond bonds and beyond something in between
It is when I notice that cage of a window within
Still open enough for a man seeking for a view
And I walk past the sense of darkness and fear
Into the light of misery and painful brightness
And so, I glimpse the wonderful secret of creation
The secret of life and death and all that follows them.
I do not remain the sane child anymore
Cause I have seen the reason.
The Reason for destruction and death
I become the thought of God, who has unhinged the channels of his brain
A mystery, a scary thought left unchecked like a train
So, the humans don’t understand
The cause of my misery and pain
And thus I conclude my ruthless fate
Becoming a saint who roams insane
In search of another man who may see
What I see, listen to the pleas I make.
I hope when I stumble across him,
He’s kind. He’s not in pain.
For I am sure he lives like a Savage
And does things which are incredible for humans “the bane”
“A room with a window is what I have now.
In which I have lived a life of a saint.
And as the dawn is around I walk around the darkness.
Just to return to the same place in sometime.
To live another life and to dream again.”