Dead God and UnThankful Me

Dead God when you dreamed of me

I was sinking, you could see

I crossed you in swinging through your oblivions

Kicking you hard to beat your eyes open 

but you just passed through me, lost yourself

My prayers muttered into your endless, boundless souls. There was much noise and clutter, from those before me. They thought that in your kingdom they would hold.

Dead God why were you so dead

Even when others saw you alive 

They say you were stung and deprived 

Like all, you just wanted to feed

On all positive and still weeped

You had nothing to give back 

And even if you did, you’d put riddles on those gifts

In my faith I was cracking them open in your name

Like to you my virility was a long game

The thought of being thankful then just passed


I am sorry my dead God, but more than your blessings my struggles surpassed.


Just Romance

Is it that tune to which you dance, or in my head the romance

Dont mutter, be loud, I caught you singing the same song, now don’t pretend I was wrong

It’s not hard, it’s just a start, deny or dont sing, don’t pretend yet that it’s a fling

Look time is running, I got things to do, don’t toy with your eyes, what is that you are afraid to do?

Inside the gathered pieces all are the same, my heart, your heart, their hearts, all hearts are insane

Till the hearts boil, let us burn ourselves

Tomorrow when they all die, heaven or hell both could be a lie

For now, take the chance, just romance.

The Logicians Life

If logic rules 

The luck doesn’t prevail

We dont take chance 

And we fail

How much can we really know

While we plan in summer for fog and snow

Each and every probability can’t be fixed

We sit calculatung

The moments we miss

Or other times we are busy judging

Logic in life of those loving

The time while flows away

Us debating the plans to make it stay

The logic fails only with the end of our life

You can’t be both happy and live logical lives.

Only 1 true love

Can i please die with you

I am forty years old now 

My car gives up again and again

The kids are okay

Settled and all game

I worry about how I would have done

Without you the only one

Who has always been there

In good bad and none

When my love failed and when luck dried

Only you with me cried

I worry, worry a lot

Without you I would not have the heart

To live and to be around 

Can I please die with you my mother

There’s is no other love for which I would bother.

Contextual life 

I did nothing for you

Is it contextual?

In our related contexts

Do you then perpetuate variation due to judgemental bias

You should have taken the judgemental bias into consideration

Hence you did nothing

Just laugh that’s life

I took the judgemental bias into consideration

Is that alright

Lets wait for the high tides, and in low tides

Then I dont like the monotony here

Its just my judged bias nothing that you steer

I gasp of those tight clasps

I steer fine

Balancing contexts, biases, monotony and include the degrading pride

I steer, convinced I made all fine

You are self indulged is my new shrine

Too fixated too driven too perfect is a new crime

I just sigh on that decaying life

All the contexts I proved still cannot claim

That which was not love was so plain.

Cupid Struck souls

You can tell by the way they walk

In the corridors skeletons talk

Humble docile conquered 

Unmasked

The souls dying to be locked

The chains are flowers in their misty eyes 

Wandering gardens to get themselves tried

Bodies are temples and shrines are forts

Their hearts, an endless resource

Pouring out the stream of love

Sickingly selfless and all above

Pleading submission itching your pride

Tempering love and shaking your life

Drown drown with them you now drown

Busy filling their holes

These stupid ugly cupid struck souls.

not Me in You

I am not you

but this other person

That I was

That is me

How can then I fill your destiny?

As different and as close

or aloof and connected

I will not be absolute

For absolute are my changes

As you are not bound to be

this person, over years,  you or me.

As mustered the past is

With the future to begin

You count I count 

We recount

All things in a blink

It was not once 

but over time

that you are yours 

and I am mine

To reverse this is insane task

Shredding each other to pieces

Inhuman to ask

Still we do 

In and out 

With love With marriage With sacrifice

Sometimes it help

Other times it kills

Layer by layer 

Deep sadness sets

The soul shrinks 

The heart adjusts

The mind reiterates

Life says 

Dont call me 

Its not death yet.

Sun and Souls

The morning sun rides daily

And asks me shall we start

I pretend to not notice

There is too much darkness in my heart

It shines and tries to make a compromise

I use an umbrella not for shade

But keep my darkness tight

I’d say my soul is too broken for light to be a part of me

It says

My dear its a ever living soul how broken it can really be

He snatches and says 

Dont defend so hard

I give in daily

And daily I start

For a moment I think the last leaf has been turned

My soul clinched to let it be 

In light it burnt to ashes

To set me free

But wonder happens where we start

The body the soul the heart are all but our parts

With the will of the sun the days begin

We live we wither

And soon there are other birds to sing

The souls are but cycles like sun

One comes one goes

And each of them goes through emotions

 But dies with none.