Love of Thy

Laying in the beehive of life

Wanting to Jettison all miseries

A mob of memories fill me

Behaving in what seem wrong

I smile in the silence

In hope of senile emotions

for love of thy.

Also Prompted @3WW and The Gooseberry Garden

Kiss of Death

Soul seeks death
As I pass through
Solace gets left
In this journey
Of delusional life
Existence questioned
For faults gone pass
Vindictive impuissance
Conspiring to remove
The caring persona
For ones who lashed
Cluttered life stands
At threshold of tears
Feet falters to hold
Hands which ones loved
Voting for the devil
Removing the angel
Sought earnestly once
Pushed to perdition
With paths of thorns
Enter perpetual vacuum
Approaching end
To feel extensively
The kiss of death.

 

Also Prompted @ 3WW, One Single Impression, Wednesday Wordsmith and Sunday Scribblings

Burning Words

 

Symbols are what they seems

When language does not speak

Jumbled it is in my present

As I dreamily remember past.

Amusingly I turn across pages

Burning in the desire to fall

Turning into ashes slowly

As I see in them my fall.

A nauseating feeling overpowered

As devil in me stood here

I forget the past, cherishing hate

Celebrating what now I lost.

Guarantee lost , writing burned

Romance of alphabets not seen

In fires of time I disappeared

Searching for unknown quests.

Taking steps of time I moved

Deadly risks I still wanted

Lusting prohibited dreams along

I gave final burial to soul.

I gave that wicked smile

As the words try to escape

Smashing it one last time

For the agony they gave.

Up in the sky saw a dove

Words riding on it wings

Telling tales of love firmly

No one ever owns words

Nor can they destroy them.

Also Prompted @3WW, Sunday Scribblings, One Single Impression, The Gooseberry Garden Also,Thank You Rash for the theme

Fire to inspire me to write something again 🙂

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Silent Death

The betrayal still haunts

For I loved enough

A face still lingers

Which turned me numb.

It was easy for life

To bereft me again

Of the smiles attained

In one such corner.

I still seek answers

For objectivity of past

And falter in the present

Falling back in the race.

I hurt the one
I will never earn
Love I killed
For I sought it.

Seeking what was unknown
Dreams that never exist
Holding hands of fate
To drive everything away.

A trap was laid

When I entered alone

The moment seemed dull

But the purpose scared.

The almighty yawned

When he wrote destiny

Of Life, I lived

Fighting to even breathe.

I fought every step

To have my dreams

He keep cutting ajar

When I reached it.

Bruised are my feet

Eyes pains a lot

Hands are faltering too

And I wander clueless.

I kneel in prayers

To reach my fate

Happiness I again seek

Deserving it every time.

Standing fore are questions

I left in behind

Making struggles prominent

Till moment I die.

Confusion resides all around

Tears refuse to stop

I gave gloomy look

For fears again unite.

Snatching away all rights

Dragons are showing might

Tempting me to escape

Pulling away my right.

Rebel I, still fight

Spirit tired in night

Shouting loud I again

I will survive still.

Dreams still in eyes

I promise to scribble

Even if muse dies

Breathing in last drops.

I forgive it all

Who made me such

From a smiling angel

To a hurting devil.

One last time broken

I fall down to cry

Angel wings break down

I still try to fly.

One last try left

I challenge the lord

To give as much

I try before quitting.

Spirit breaks ,I battered

Last drops of water put

Blood snoozes out itself

I die a silent death.

Also Prompted @ 3WW, One Single Impression and Sunday Scribblings.

Muse Dies

Tears sweep past

As muse dies

Stifling itself again

Breathing its last.

Wonder I again

How jest lost

To pen thoughts

Of deep within.

A flower resides

Deep in scents

Of pages of book

You gifted along.

How world drifted

We became I

I stand downhill

To be flooded.

Life moves ahead

So did I

Wheat and barley

Still smell same.

Rain remind me

Of memories past

When I wrote

Nothing that last.

I found hand

Imbibing my struggle

Tears comes again

For I transgressed.

He penetrated thoughts

I Mumbled nothing

Before I knew

Dragged was persona.

In deep recesses

Of memorable times

I flashed smiles

To cry again.

Life ran fast

Leaving me behind

Hurting the soul

Clueless was I.

Struggle in hurts

I numbly move

Questioning the life

Testing my patience.

I die again

Not to renew

Battered is soul

In deciding turns.

Turns I oversaw

Which leads astray

World rolled down

I couldn’t decide.

Choosing the right

Or loving wrong

Happiness of moments

Destined to cry.

Clueless I remain

Life makes move

Dying soul inside

Buries the muse.

Also Prompted @ 3WW, One Single Impression , Sunday Scribblings, Weekend Wordsmith, Poetry Picnic and Thursday Poets Rally.