NOT ME

Conflagrating under the duress
Cankering with the contusion
Decadence is the phenomenon
That follows

Contending against myself
So CURSORY-is not me.

Controverted by the petulant emotion
Debacle is where it belongs
Pestilential is but Pessimism
Breaking all doors
I TAKE BACK MY LIFE.

Can save myself
I need no illusion
Now all is so clear
Am nothing but STRONG
Petrified just by a dream
IS NOT ME.

Desultory is but the search
Immutable is nothing.
Pouring like the Sun
Digressing at random
Entropy is but Pillage.
Rest all is energy.
PLAGIARISED!
Is not me.

Pinioned to the hate
Diadem is but a waste
I chase the sun
It chases me.
Obsequious is what it seems.

All is freed but strings.

PIVOTAL IS BUT TRUTH
Gaunted is rest all
Explication is a cover
Excresis is what will follow
All verbose is what it becomes.

NO words
No voices
Is all I understand
Smiles & Tears is but my name.
I AM OBLIVION.
OR
IS IT NOT ME?

VAGABOND!

Ferreting my soul
I follow me
Don’t know why
Shallow is what it seems
Searching something
Lost in the list
Is it my dark side?
Or is it me

Winded deep inside by thoughts
Massacred by dreams
Haunted by memories
I stay LOST
Rather evanescent I be.

Pouring like the stream
Blossoming in the flowers
Flying with the birds
Grounded in the grass
The wind in this picture
Is me.

Fleeting like time
Escaping the day
I get PAPERCUT
Withdrawing the virtual
I DISAPPEAR
Is now a shadow of myself?

Am hidden
Under my skin
From the deserting heal
The obnoxious feel
Crawling away from the
Fight I put up alone

Things fall apart
But nothing
Made me walk away
Sacrificing all
I TURN ON THE LIGHTS

I FACE THE SUN
Don’t want to give it away
I SAVE MYSELF
No Disappointment

No cry
I know the feeling
OF STEALING MYSELF FROM ME.


Am starting again.
I cherish life
Among the wilderness
The winds will blow again
THE WELCOME SONG IS TRUE.

I start my journey
AFRESH & ANEW
On the sunny meadows
The new day unfolds
Am gonna BREAK FREE.
AM A VAGABOND NOW!

LIVING A DREAM

Something macabre is what we feel
Surmounting all
That is not real
Obnoxious are the truths
We lie about
Placating are the storms
That we bear through.

Surreptitious and swift
LIFE PASSES BY
And all we are left with
Is but a mere dream-
A TOUCH OF LIFE
Is all what it seems

Breathing deep
Still feeling the surface
Covering the shards
Of the fallen thoughts.

Still the FABLE GOES ON
As we search for a
SOJOURN
The reason to live
The only reason to give
Trying to live the fantasy
The only
ESCAPE FROM REALITY.

All evanescent are we
Failing all but gravity
Mesmering will not equate
To the love that is
THE ONLY SEDATE.

NO PAIN
NO LOSS
NO SURMISING
NO RUSH - we are insensate.


Still we live
We survive all
Thinking that live
TRYING TO LIVE A DREAM.

LOST

Being phlegmatic seems an illusion
Piqued by the storm
Seems PIED
Is But called CRASS
Talking about the enemy within
Canckering the soul
Venerating the whole

Being perpicuous does not makes
A PLACEBO
Living piecemeal everyday
Pining for the forgotten me
Plaintive of the sustenance
Digressed over mere existence

Mendacious is what becomes
Of the with desultory lies
Plagiarising is but an analogy
When you copy the one at apogee
Reaching the nadir of detractio
Hurts little as an infraction

Discerned by peruse
Found by an obsequious pertinent
Is but said for what
IS LOST

Abjected abdicated HURT
Wrenched -is who I am
I am living for who
I AM

No Pylon
No guide
All Quandry-Just PETRIFIED
More deeper than my skin.

Prying down inside
Ferreting-DEEP
Queasy by search
Fading away in evanescence

Now Quietude settles in
Quips just FREEZE
Am no TRAITOR TO DEMISE
True are the lies
Exhumed from deep inside
QUIVERING under duress
Rallying against time
I am LOST!!!

Slipping Away

The trees are in spring again
May be this time around
You would set the trend
Every letter darn so wound
Over the lie that gained ground

Rub the dust away
The ashes of time will stay
Try knocking the door
All but hearts go sour
Time is but gone insane
There you go again

Falling like a czar
Sinking like a star
Trying to prevent
The condescending talk
Of who you want to be

Trying to bend the truth
Hoping to be good
Oh! it is not you

This is just not what
I wanted you to be
Seems the very
Best part of you is me

The slow mesmering
Hope hangs but by a string
Roped me in so
Hynotizing - am so captivated
I am so captivated
I just slip away

Against the current
I run - vindicated
Am so damn wrong
STAINED
Is what i feel
When I think of you

Deep Fancies
Paper thin THoughts
Fuming under the sun
I am FLAWED
But I am cleaning up so well

Dangling on the hope
Like slow spinning redemption
I slip away
I slip away-from MYSELF.

BETTER OFF ON MY OWN

I tried to be perfect

But nothing was not worth it

Nothing cud ever be so wrong

I thought it wud be easy

But u dnt believe me

I meant all the words i told

Trying to be what u want

I dnt believe it makes me real

I wanted to try it all......

But it all subsided

I had felt it all along...

This place is so empty

My thoughts are so tempting

I dunno how it all got so bad

This all so crazy

That nothing can save me.........

But its the only thing that i hav

If u believe its in my soul

I ll say all the words that I know

Just to see if it wud show

That i am trying to let u know

"I AM BETTER OFF ON MY OWN"