About Me

Bangaluru, India
As a shadow is cast overhead I rejoice in the coming of the gloom Lifting my eyes to view what, to me, is beauty I decipher what is read in the cloud The verse is shouting out and ringing in my ears the claps of thunder. Kneeling in the rainfall, I let my tears wash away.Wind's whispers beckoning me to the end of this mortality. Inhaling the sweet scent of the approaching Armageddon. Elation is overwhelming. The way to the end of this walk is dim, but somehow I find it, better than the walk itself. As now my hands and knees are bruised from the thorns that laid on the way that I treaded to reach this far Every beat of my heart is a death-toll chiming in a mind As chimes grow stronger the earth shudders in the anarchy of ruthlessness My final lament is a requiem to the Gods of Darkness All deep contempt is a blasphemous sacrilege to Salvation ......Salvation form of being unbound from this mortal feeling of true emotions , which is so easily faked

Thursday, November 5, 2009

The Prophecy of Doom .......




Nearby is the day when the heaven above is going to fall apart
And all the solid waters in the tips of earth will escape
Nearby is the day when the mountains are going to melt
And flood into the sea and they'll know
That you and I were made to witness this
I was there to taste your lips
Holding on to each other to never break away

Nearby are the days my letters to you are going to burn
And will fall from the sky like snow
But until that day I'll make sure to let everybody know
That you're the one I love with all my heart and soul,
And you've never deserted me even when you are far apart
Because even though you were away
There was nothing I had left to fear

These are only walls of the situation that hold me here
Where I stand far apart in this crowded ground
Nearby is the day when I'll hold you like the breaths hold Life
And we will hear the approaching end
When radio-active clouds will caste overhead
To release the poison in the air
To erase life from the face of the earth

We don't have to be scared as we have each other
So even when we smell the crucifixion of our desires
Our names being erased from existence
And harsh words and criticism makes no difference any more
Competition, Jealousy, Anger hold no value
Arms and ammunition is no defense, human ego broken.
Nearby is the day when we die along with this world


...... Saptarshi

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