Where is I?

Once upon a time
There lived Innocence
Till Life the sculptor
Used many a tool
Friends, enemies, strangers
And chipped away
To reveal Worldlywise.
I freed him, he said

But Innocence lives trapped
Life keeps him ensnared
If Innocence returns
Will not Worldlywise wan?
His failed creation.
Innocence after all shines bright
While Life’s creation is pockmarked
Scarred, ruined

Innocence is in the Lion’s cubs’ shoes
A cub captured by man and treated well
But the cub no more has a life.
The pack is scared.
They see a forgotten themselves,
He reminds them of a tragedy.
Innocence can’t survive
Stifle him, no kill.
Worldywise and his pack
They can’t live in a dream.

Maya

Achieving a sense of meaninglessness
Each triumph a loss
An aspiration fulfilled
And a dream shattered

What has left?
The fantasy that is satisfaction
The facade of hope
The emptiness of bookish promises

What is left?
Life to live

Infuse strength into desire
For short is long
Though sometimes vice versa

sentiments

That which you desire cannot be
Cos I cannot see you pained
yet you cannot escape

afflicted with anguish
holding on to useless hope
your life a ruin

maybe an escape
well made and in time
my reward though
your bitter heart

Light in the Night

Ash black ash
Life burnt

Look
all's not lost
A tiny green shoot
rising above the black

A beam of hope
at the far end of the dark tunnel
Muster your last strength
the very last bit
a prayer

Empress of Minds

I wish I could make you mine
But you see through me
It is not the truth
A facade you too know

I do want to cast you away
out of my heart
erased from my mind

But a part of me will die
If it be deprived of thy thought
No longer can I look forward to seeing you
conversing with you
but the memory of you still makes me smile

I Yield

Make me run within the ring
There is no way out
accept the matrix
swallow your pride and give in to the lie
you are in control u need to believe

but pride they say
goeth before a fall
and till such time
i will continue the fight

accepting is suffocating
so I cannot live
But to die is suicide
And only the fight can keep me alive
Batterered broken
Hope doesn't exist
But that is one falsity i will hold on to
with dear life

Something Hidden

He with his calm exterior
Pleases the one with the fire

But hand hits thigh
Composure is lost
Just for a fleeting moment

The ire bridled
Can but no longer be hidden

The strain holds the nerves taut
The grinding teeth
Furrowed brow
Need to relax

Break free
Let go those words
Before the bitterness bursts within
And the bolt that holds you tight
Is lost

Dark Prevails

On the sweeping roads
Chasing a darker me
Cutting through
Evil looks stronger
Hyde seems to win

A red light
And I catch up

Neck to neck we race
Light and dark and on and on
The good lacks control
Black wins the day

A Nobody

The guitars rolled
The drums boomed
A head nodded
A need to belong
Be part of the bigger whole

What did you’ve to prove
Why??
The vacuum can’t be filled
You don’t have a friend

Worthless has been your life
Insecurity will be your companion

Get out now
Smell reality
And you can die with dignity

A glimpse of life

A glimpse of life
Through the window
Each hole in the air
Your circumscribed view
A sense of déjà vu

You want to stand and stare
There is learning there
Your inner demons could find rest
Or oscillate the elements

But speed and barred peepholes
Never let you remain
Experience the peace
You will never know

Disruption

Why is rhythm not mine
Sounds that don’t rhyme
Limbs in rebellion
A call for more time
Oh! It’s so simple

An eluding shadow
Please throw some light
Has lost the touch
Will have to end

Speck of Dust

Can one drop of poison
In the vast ocean
A difference make

Can one cube of sugar
Sweeten the bitter lake

Then what chance do I
A mere speck of dust
In this world create

Cliche

Love
Such a cliché
Clichés all hate
Then why has this one
The oldest and worst of em all
Survived

Too much to ask

Is it too much to ask
My own life to live
All I want is freedom
From age old ideas

But that is all
This what I value the most
Don’t deny it God

Past Ghosts

Those Ghosts
from the Past
Slowly enveloping me
Smothering me in its bosom
Suffocating me.

How do I exorcise them!
smoke em out
drown in Madira

What had to be destroyed only grows stronger
But those valued has been taken away forever

The ghosts are breeding
clouding my mind
There is no escape
Please lemme live

There is only this once
It's my life
Why can't I have it    

Chained Freedom

wind in your hair
at 60 kph
you have been liberated
Breathe in the freedom

fear of total freedom
holds the captive back
only suffering to other
your breaking away can cause

questions there are unanswered
the answers promise eternal imprisonment
he who can spell your purpose
is he silent
has he said it all
and you never heard
capitulation at 60Kph is better
and not complete liberation

Vicious Cycle

you've drifted from the path
lost now, again
in the wilderness

joie de vivre

i am born wild brother

i am born wild

to roam this God's earth

and enjoy his creation

the vegetation and the meat

the mountains and the valleys

the oceans and the seas

the beaches and the plains

it has been willed to me

and to raise worship

that alone is my purpose

for that i live

if i like you

bury myself under needless thoughts

then the purpose of my existence

will be in vain

Home

desolate
killing the green
to lead life comfortably

caged in a prison
brick walls and bars this is home
there is a bed, a fan, a loo

comforts you think
you have been chained
emotion: the warden
jailers: the loved ones

no reprieve, no parole
the door's shut the day you are born
the only liberator, death

Mob Power

A stranger has dared enter
Our territory
A shout
There's strength in collective action

Noses flared
Eyes blazing

The cowardly individual
Has become a hero in the crowd

The outsider turns tail
Wisdom says, Run

The mob has lost capacity to think
A need for show of strength
After being battered life long
Cowed down by life