It could be better

Life could be better,

Oh yes It can be

With all the deaf ears and blind eyes,

That exists without any care

It could be far better

With all the ignorant taunts

Haunted dreams of cravings,

For all those desires of the heart

Sleepless we have become

So quickly, so neatly

Oh yes It can be better than this

Secrets within that want to lash out,

To paint the world with that pain

Slowly and swiftly engulfing everything

Why can't it get better dammit?

And so we do cry in fear,

Cry in vain, Cry for the future,

For this is a one way road...

Wisdom Of Hearts

Wisdom of your heart that I consumed

Slowly ignites a fire within

Fragments of those flickering flames

Burning so deep, hurting me so well

Finally and so truly I can see

And I know I am not blind anymore...

Every thought of your vile heart

Devoured within this lone centre

Engulfed and bound to feel such ugliness

So frightful this face of innocence

Never am I going to be blind anymore

For I can finally and truly see through you...

Feelings Of My Seasons

Harmless little thoughts

Soft and tiny pangs

Clueless words that defines,

Everything and nothing

The first feelings of summer...

His thoughts beckoning

Like a savior in a storm

You espy his lean frame

Ever so slowly it shrinks in

These first feelings of winter...

A ghoul from your dreams

One that leaves you empty

Of hunger and devoid of sadness

A void left to be filled

That first feeling of autumn...

Waiting become wanting

Liking becomes longing

As love becomes a must

Misty, these small feelings

Blooms fully,

Our first feeling of spring

The One I Can't Have

I am not to believe in your existence

Be it true or false, but I cannot turn back

I cannot simply turn to find you

Nor can I run ahead to embrace you

I truly am bolted with a thousand chains

Breakable these are but still....

Of all my dreams you come last

Of all hopes you cannot be fulfilled

In this twisted web where crimson hearts rust

My heart could not find yours

All these boundaries and all these thorns

Whether you be brave or courageous

I simply would remain bolted within...

When you find me within all these turmoil

Just walk away, Just smile and vanish

For I do not wish for this strong faith

A faith which could break me free

And yet, and still yet simply bolt me again

Would you understand?

Would you keep this promise?

Find me only to lose me again

Remain as the stranger you were

And leave me as far as possible...

From a stranger to another !

Such a distance that I can't cover

Oh why have you travelled so far?

Beyond my reach even my dreams have flown

To be with you in their rightful place

Left alone desolate of soul and heart

What am I to do here, so far so lone?

Naiveness you can call it

To have fallen from the seventh sky to this ground

Just to see you from a mile away each second

A fool I was and a fool I remain

Still crouching about where I landed on

While you walked your way out of my sight...

Trying here every time to call you back

But these barriers hold down my voice

For you are unaware and so free

Oh how can I bind you again?

How am I to drag you down from your seventh sky?

How am I to cut your healed wings?

I wait right here stranger,

For all that I have are with you

I wait like the fool that I am

And maybe one day you shall foresee,

That all hearts are not vile

All hearts does not change

And some hearts can wait

For now and tomorrow....

Nonsensical Tears

For reasons unspoken,

For reasons untold and misunderstood

These damned tears prick and tear out

Shallow and hollow how a soul becomes

When one loses all causes,

And yet cry and cry one’s heart out...

Tugging the bestowed cruelty

With a knot in the stomach too well known

All hell breaks lose too easily

A waterfall destroyed and a reign left too freely

Without any guardian,

Without any grounds to stand on anymore

All one can do is scream and scream the heart out...

Like shrieks from mute lips to deaf ears

Frustration of this sickening silence,

Resounding back nothingness of a dead end

Feelings that swell up right after,

Beckoning nothing but anguish and torment

And all one can do is hurt and hurt more....