No Justifications

have you ever wondered why you are here in this moment,

all I ask for the credibility of the senses and those lost sonnets,

If you can feel the numb touch of the time,

you can just stand up commit and accept your crime,

sorrounded by the sounds that lead you to this path,

dignified by the rusted lust for the credence and leftover shard,

take your chances and lead on to the land,

bow down and not out run , dont forget to take a stand,

glittery, shimmery , all wonder it to be like that,

no one ever realises it will turn out to be like and out it goes,

cling on and hold till the end, bond is too strong,

just try not to be feable and march on forward singing the victory song,

the glass is full along with the empty bottle,

dont blow up your chance to fill it again with a full throttle,

life has all the potions you crave for, desire for,

it only matter when you aim for the shots you see through .

Reconciled Glory

Figuring the forms of the nature divine presented us with,

rising up those shadows under the sun light and crawl up the tree trunk,

the forest was lit on fire and the species were mesmerized in the randomness,

rose up to the branches to save myself and softly settled on the carpet of leaves

time was short and not the destination,

I had to reach to the place I was called before I could seek devil's attention,

as the fire had reached its maximum rage, passion was still kept under his cage,

it was only a matter of time he leapt on to the far distant pond he could see,

moments were there and emotions rode so high that the light years could freeze.

the minute he rode out of the fire lit jungle and held his breathe,

all he could see and turn around was filth full of many beaten souls,

kick, start, and pumped up the engine and drove away,

bruised and battered, the wind of the new fresh air unrusted the pacified wounds.

unabrupted by the thoughts of what he left behind strangely, yet so beautifully,

climbed up the ladder of what was called safe haven,

glance, stare and saw a beautiful eye filled with depth and heart fr only one to share,

I was left but nothing to carry on with those mystical eyes and the love for which I care.

Heartbeat

There was fire beneath his eyes,

Running blindly never looked to the sky,

Rage wasn’t the quality he possessed ,

It was the love for her for which he was obsessed.

Moving up and down, round and round,

Those steps were the only things left for him on that ground,

Push the limits to reach , yet he drowned,

But he still knew the force of that sweet sound.

Dignity and pride was all he searched for,

Then came calling that strange love,

Love that never seemed to be the sea shore.

I tried to fill those gaps with those memories,

But my wounds hurt me so much, they were fresh,

Tried to pluck every thorn from deep inside of my flesh.

Along every came out my blood,

I wish I could be with you, every moment,

Your presence flash through my nerves every second.

Fools Gold

The inner feelings of a funny man,
running desires of virtual dream land
blindly following the sandstones of that desert
He could feel the orange sky overhead.

While they wondered he could imagine all the fabrics beneath him,
slowly and slowly running down that stream,
blood was so pure he could feel it reach the shore,
Gushing through the last hole of his body through a benign force.

thrived for that last breath of the air, 
freedom was all he could imagine in that air, 
all he could see in the sky was that image, 
blindly following the figure of the unfolded sinner.

Desperately seeking the advice of the deep beneath the unrest,
hide himself from the creepy crawlies in that shady forest.
Met a man who taught him to fight,
and the man joined the forces to ward off his plight

trained with the rest of them to fight,
came out with brave laurels and worthy sights,
got appointed as the leader of the troop,
with this early rise he marched forward for the route.

Shinning down that glory road of the jubilant movement,
we march towards that road to freedom,
follow me soldiers ill lead you to glory,
as the sun shone there was no one to stop them getting victory.

Wonders and surprises that carried there way,
the prizes and the loots they merried away,
were not enough for the sole souls of the dead bearers,
there wasnt a single one who felt his soul lighter,

The captain asked his men is anything left,
they were all so greedy that wanted one more theft,
the tavern they looted was nothing mere than a rotten ,
there find was just some books and leaves which carried a curse.

He lost men for every road they travelled,
it was the work of the curse that made every stone a gravel,
carried the dead soul on his burden,
without food and water every step seemed a hurdle.

Reached the end of the route and found that old man with his flute,
Said the old man with utmost wisdom,
cut loose the greed and the curse would be freed,
blinded by the greedy motivation, he found it a hard inspiration.

With the blow of the air in the flute,
the magical old man, brought back the miserable past of the destitute brute,
realised the effect of the events , the loner , the wanderer,
gave back the loot and set himself free from the greedy truth.