Heartbreak

Hey Jane,
Standing by the window pane,
why you so glum and plain
messed up and in disdain.

Hey Jane,
Rise from all this strife
you don't have a need for a knife
get a hold on your disrupted life
The season for love is ripe.

Hey Jane,
quit wearing this mane
its driving me insane
to watch you fall again
i know life's a pain.

So dear Jane,
hear me out this time
you are in your prime
so let go of agony and taste divine.

PS: Happy Diwali to all, Its my tiny gift for my rock-loving brother. Country rock if such a thing exists.

A Recruit's Predicament

In the aftermath, lying there shattered
of a war well fought but all bruised and battered
the soul jaded and blood all splattered
on the walls of freedom where it all mattered

chosen by fate or fluke
to start a new fiefdom
or be the new duke
would the welcome be popular
or the response be luke.

Answering the sermons like an unobstructed devout
unsure of his potential to wield his god's power or his clout
on the podium where attention is on every action and word spout
would he rile the old guard or bring them about.

the test is not the selection
but maintenance of poise 
to lead through rambles 
and obtrusive noise
would he be tradition's bête noire
or be the part of the bourgeois

brimmed with misdeeds
poisoned by corruption
guided by not principle
but by insurmountable greed
no longer the steel frame 
but a carrion on whom many feed
to satiate their addiction
for money, favors and unquenchable needs

hurt and discontent and disillusioned from this surmise
hapless and agitated but optimistic for a surprise
that may placate the rising fires
and end this turmoil.

God's Paradox

Story of an unknown being with little to loose; nothing to gain.
Traveling through various kingdoms; lying in vain
wars,scandals & betrayals have all driven him insane

He has tried for equilibrium but failed to his disdain
has traversed the world & witnessed technology's birth from human brain
has seen all emotions & interests that drives someone to drain
the wealth of beauty and intelligence on this mortal plane

He has been there & beyond many parallel domain
observed the vicious circle of power corrupts absolutely  but very hard to explain
as to why man leaves his fellow men stranded to go search for his personal gains
those who voiced against this were branded lunatics & inane
fading into the mists of time, forgotten time & again

He is wise but still fails to explain
what drives his ultimate creations to such atrocities to protect their own mane.

The Elusive Road...

Flummoxed was the shark,
for everyone but her could climb the trees.
Forgotten, she truly had, her ability to rule the seas.

Perplexed was the eagle,
'cos everyone but her could peck at fruits & flies.
Buried, she had, the reality, that she is the countess of these endless skies.

Riled was the lion,
for everyone but him could feed on grain.
Bygone, had the thought, that he was the overlord of this terrain.

Don't be disheartened,
if you can't toil amidst the dirt & mules.
For you my son, were prophesied to rule.

If the times are hard, persevere.
If the challenge is tough, persist.
For yours be this world & the one where legends exist.

The Doom-bringer (Revisited)

Feasting on the blood of my foes,
Heads on a pike put up for show.
Diabolical ; omen like a raven,
Spawn of hell in a form sinister than kraken
here to steal souls & corrupt safe haven
of spirits perished, crushed & overtaken
this ain't an empty threat so don't be mistaken
'cos the day of reckoning beckons when the juggernaut awakens

ripping everything to pieces & tearing all asunder
there's no retreat & no surrender
I am the punishment for your blunders
wrath of gods is but a tickle against this thunder.

Everyone falls against the sheer might
darkness spreads engulfing the light
no chance for a beacon to burn bright
resolve extinguished & cowardice surfaces to everyone's surprise

All Heroes have fallen making the last stand
but the vile monster stands unfazed
wiping blood of his hands
His vengeance complete
Successful in making courage obsolete
the reign begins, with fear as a favored weapon
No brood spawn from fate could challenge this malevolent demon.

Percieved Reality

Just a face in the crowd,
donning simplicity's shroud.
Don't be astound
in the metaphysical thereabout,
for the savant cautions that this might get loud
don't be bogged down, be proud
overcame the toughest to take a look around....



don't take this seriously,
just a random spill of a mind's meander.
sifting through the strands of whats seen
and whats hidden there under.