Saturday, 15 September 2012

The Suicide

So strong the feelings are
Can see the flashes of dreams
My life like a movie before my eyes
Everybody, comes and apologize and goodbye
I forgive everyone with a faint smile as I pick,
The beautifully carved steel
Into a thin razor sharp plate of wonder
I stare at the steel ends
As it reflects the beam of light
Struck like a sword on my eyes
I look up to the four corners all seeing eyed god
That spits only the truth
As I blaze at it,
And I could see was the rage from you
My reasons to end up are naïve
And you don’t bother to stop it
I look back at the blade
Stares it as if it was my close friend
I kissed it passionately
Whispered to it, be soft!
And then I took it to my freshly sprinting vein
And run the razor through it
Deep it goes, ripping the bond
And making it pour
The fresh blood of glory
I smelled the fresh cut
The beautiful smell of the steel through my skin with fresh blood
I look at the bath
As the beautiful color of peace turns
Stark red with rage and hatred
Smiling, as I feel my energy shrinking
I raised my hands again
And smelled the cut
The sweet smell of rage of agony
I fall into the hands of death
Still poring profusely
Until I see
The flashes and the faces I loved
Fades to black
And the music of life fades out
Everything turns like dust like ash in the time
Colorful faded blackish and then time out!
I succeed in my suicide!

Thy Love!

Pampered myself with the love you show

Caressed by your heart that you gave

Love keep us united and make me bend low

Where you being my king, so strong and brave

I let myself fall into thy grip

Cupid descended and made me fall in love

With sweet lashes and whip

From the wave of your heart beat, took me to the heaven above!