Thursday, 17 April 2014

A knife in Pocket [Rapist's Mind}

A knife in my pocket
Lionizing my fatality
Come to me
To make love , Ms. Pretty

This ain't tough and so ain't you
This is elan and so you do
Once you condemn, I'll be hard
It has worked and we can't depart

A knife in my pocket
Is possessed to pierce
The scared conscience
to turn wild and fierce

You startle me with this
For you fail to kiss
I am frail. Too
Let us do it hard, will you ?

This shadow is dark
Shimmering in the mouth of shark
I try to revere the intercourse
Don't be dilapidated and come with force

There's a knife, I possess
To stab right through your desolate soul
And to exterminate your stubbornness
As I am an imprudent ghoul


Hahahaha..Don't cry Babe.
Night is young and so are you
And now I stare.
The blood poured by the crimson you.

Wednesday, 9 April 2014

Snatched Away

They could have seen her laughing , playing in the sand,
Her eyes and tears in this marvel land.
The magic of god , what she quoted,
An alluring angel lord has allotted.
But all the magic was gone,
The day she was born.
Tears rolled down and the cruelty began,
In search of love, she ran.
Even in the darkness, twinkled her eyes,
Thinking of when she could rise.
Life had a different meaning,
Towards the dark, it was leaning.
But neither did she stop , nor did she lose,
To live or to die, was for her to choose.
She chose to live,
For,she still had much to give.
Bearing all pain , her soul gyrated through torture and remorse,

But then suddenly the angel was seen no more,
Now , nobody could beat her , nobody could ignore.
Why did she disappear , is still a quest,
Flew the bird, from her nest.

The only mistake of her death,
Was her mournful birth,
And before she could live,
Lord snatched the angel from the earth