Demon of Doom!!!

Hell's above and heaven below,
I have alleviated above the flow,
I have crossed the level of humanity,
at apotheosis, i chose devilry.

Now, I am a demon,
with hatred,
My heart eats love and,
shits nothing sacred.
I rule with pride,
and ride in dark.
Blood is my potion,
and I don't care for retards.
Rules of heaven can't govern me,
as I crave for Hell, you see?

I hate this world and,
all that it offers.
I hate the humans,
and the way each differs.
I cannot follow the God,
for he is cruel,
In comparison, Lucifer seems,
too philanthropically dumb.
The reign of light didn't bring,
any peace.
time for dark demons to rise,
and end all life and things nice.

Here, I rise above you all,
here, I announce myself as the destruction lord,
here, I ask my minions to end,
here I will terminate your lands.

It is time for you goons to die,
it is time for daemons to say hi.

This tattered earth shall be destroyed,
I don't care for sins or innocence,
The time is gone,
to mend your relations,
the time is gone to,
fuck around rations.

Time to worry has passed,
Time to cheat has gone,
Time to kill is over,
Time to mend it all and love has famished.

For, its time to die.

Beware, for I shall come,
soon enough I will reign,
and unmercifully i shall kill,
acids will pour as rains,
blood will flow in streams,
and flesh will rot in open.

I the lord of destruction,
I the daemon of death,
I the one to bring an end,
I am already born,
and to rise,
I just need a human fiend.

No title... Please suggest one!!!

I wanna end these sufferings,
the pain of all this world offered,
the pain of all I lost,
and the gashes of its memory.

I wish to live,
but away from this world,
away from all these people,
away from all the creepers.

My heart sings when I am alone,
and emotions tap on its rythmic tones,

This world was never mine,
I feel no attachment to,
any thing or time.

I love no human,
I feel no emotion,
Animals attract me,
and they charm me.
I guess, jungles the place for me,
as Tarzan, I shall live,
But these pesky, creepy humans will,
follow me their as well,
and I shall be dragged back,
to this haunting hell.

I do not understand my purpose,
in this world.
I wonder if I will die,
as an ignorant cattle following the herd.

Love to see you cry!!! (A lame try at song writing)

O.K. This may seem as highly plagiarized from Enrique's version, but guys its not. Its totally different and is written in totally different context.... So please read and comment!!!

Just because I love the rains,
I love to see you cry.
Oh, yes I said it,
and I mean it.
I love to see you cry.

The day shall come,
when you will burn,
The day you understand,
the day you comprehend.

the day you regret,
the day love for you ends.

My intentions are true,
you are out of life's hue.
I don't feel any pain,
i don't feel any wound,
at least not today.

But, I would love to see you hurt,
  I would love to see you in pain,
I would love to see your tears,
I would love to see you cry.

The way I loved you,
Someone, you will love too.
the way you hurt me,
Someone will hurt you too.
The way you lied,
Someone, will lie to you,
The way you ignored,
someone, will ignore you too.
The way you dumped,
someone will dump you too.

Enjoy your time till that day comes,
enjoy your life until that happens.
laugh at me,
but you will cry,
the day will come,
and yes,
then I would love to see you cry.

For you are no one to me,
at least today,
you mean nothing to me,
I don't feel a thing,
nothing is happening,
But still, I want you to cry,
for i would love to see you cry.
and the day shall come,
it will come...

Oh, yes The day I will laugh,

and the day you shall cry,
For I would love to see you cry.....

My Style!

It's festive season,
and I bumped in an old, forgotten friend;
or rather, he found me,
while shopping on a road-side stand.

I flipped around,
to find a familiar smiling face,
the name to which, I still
can't recall.

He was dressed so properly,
and I wore a meager Bermudas,
with a stupid Tee.
He shot it a glace,
and shook my hand.

As the initial rounds
of wishing and inquiring died,
he asked me about my fends;
a problem, about which I am still uncertain.

And as if, that wasn't

embarrassing enough,
he went to put forth,
this mighty riddle:-

"I heard you are a poet,
so temme, my friend Varun,
what kind of poetry, you produce,
and what is the style that you use?"

The question was simple,
yet, to me sounded as a riddle.
I am neither an expert,
nor a professional,

I write for me,
and personal reasons.
I don't know the harsh,
tones of rhyme,
nor I understand the
boring concepts of mater.

I didn't study the
art of creation,
I never learned to ornate,
any words, phrase or syllable.

I know no formal rules,
nor formats.
I know no trends,
nor patterns.

I was neither raised an artist,
nor formally educated,
and I follow no set parameters

or rules.

Then, it hit me like
a bolt from the blue.

Yes, I don't follow any rules,
and I am not bound to any other issues.

I write what I want,
I write what I feel,
and I express my emotions,
that's my only zeal.

I give no damn to any
obligations,
my pen and paper are my wings,
my token to freedom.

A smile played on my lips,
as I parted them,
with personal pride and glory,
saying, "'Free Style' is what I pen."

Poem to sweetest Simmi...

One day, I met this gal,

on IC forums, she was new;

proud, selfish and idiotic,

as i perceived and knew.

Thanks to Gaurav (The moron),

we had a fight,

and were blood thirsty uncompromising rivals,

ever since that night.

We fought, we bickered and,

we tried to ignore each other,

and yet we both,

belonged to the same friend - circle.

Our mutual friends tried...

explained...

and reasoned...

but; all their pleas landed on,

ego deafened ears.

We were arch rivals,

loved to hate each other,

and enjoyed our intellectual,

brawls and sneer.

If she ever mentioned,  "Its a hot day with sun like spears",

I naturally and instinctively saw, "cool night with the soothing stars".

Somehow one day, one fine day,

we both chatted,

for once, we didn't comment,

or contemplated.

It was the day,

we got to know each-other,

and realized that our initial impressions

were, but merely biased and unreal.

Since then, we became friends,

much better and much closer,

than we ever thought to be,

or imagined.

Now, in her I have a buddy,

with whom its easy to laugh, share and study.

We share our happiness,

and we divide our sorrows.

With each other we can confess,

and admit our crimes and treasons,

and need not worry about explaining,

or giving any reasons.

She is caring,

and at times seems like a nanny,

mature and confident,

lecturing and explaining every now and then,

screaming and yelling, at other occasions.

But, most of the times,

she is a naughty kid,

seeking attention; and if not granted,

she knows enough pranks to snatch it.

For me, I thank the day,

we reasoned,

and tried to be friends;

for since then I have

a friend, I can trust and share,

all that is a burden.

It's great to have you,

as a friend Simmi;

but, sometimes I also miss the gal,

I loved to hate so much, in our ignorant jiffy.

Lolzzzzz.....

I love you still....

I remember you yet again;

pain and guilt within me.

Feeling of a loss,

that can't be fulfilled.

Charm of this night,

I now remember...

the hills,

the fog....

the cold....

and your cozy hold. 
You snuggling into me;

I remember... i remember it all.
 

With you besides me,

i felt so whole.

My heart on fire,

effect of that magical smile alone.

The memories come back,

haunting my senses,

robbing my calm,

murdering my loneliness...

it's you, just you...

The way your eyes spoke,

i gave into all,

whatever you asked for.
 

Oh yes, I remember,

I remember it all.

 
The feel of your touch,

sent pangs of love;

intoxicating my body...

mind...

heart...

and my soul;

you attracted me like a bug...

You ruled me, my world,

I was a slave,

commanded...

and dumped.

Yet, you my princess, are still..

adored...

and loved.

The real looser?

Mind over heart,

are you a retard?

Peers over love,

your priorities are seriously fucked.

You went out,

with someone.

A Casanova,

out of everyone.

You won,

by enchanting him.

Bastard changed,

fell in love; even if chances seemed dim.

Gave up everything,

poor guy did.

You loved too;

does that put a lid.

You loved him;

that you say.

True love never ends;

in that he believes.

You taught him;

what love is?

You showed him,

all the feelings it brings.

He was a cracker.

Love, for him was a myth.

You prove its existence,

above all, he felt its essence.

Now you don’t

feel anything.

As your lover,

he believes and trusts everything.

You call him,

 sick and a liar.

It pains him,

but is happy to accept,

if that’s your desire.

You misunderstood him,

his feelings.

You found him guilty,

in whatever he said or did.

He tried but failed to reason.

You asked him to let go,

to leave you, and he did.

Not for any other reason,

but just that your smile,

is more important than anything.

You still believe,

he is/was wrong.

He accepts his mistakes,

and more.

For you are his Goddess,

and your happiness matters more.

He let you go then,

i leave you here,

i leave you now;

If you read this,

then do think who here lost what,

and who the real looser is?

Let me live... and live alone....

Life is tension,

love is further apprehension.

Such a waste of emotions,

and mess of feelings.

They tie me to people,

and bind to useless earthly affairs.

I wanna leave;

Stay alone somewhere;

May then I find peace;

Away from all this mayhem.

But this world binds me,

ties me, due to painful emotions and feelings,

due to love and cravings.

I wanna leave and live.

Live alone in the lands of green,

a peaceful place with nature’s reign.

Baptized Fiend!!!!

This is an abstract... and is not supposed to mean anything... written totally absent mindedly. However readers are invited to come out with their own explanations and meanings of this one.

 

Mind not working.

Pain is sane.

Suffering mounts,

game is old and sucking.

I need something new,

to entice the brain,

color it in a new hue.

Waana mark the drops.

blood and Pain in one,

night and Day unclear,

Screwing the thought,

numbing the mind,

paralyzing the reflexes.

I am Baptized Fiend,

the precursor to your screams.

Beware!!! The Doom Awaits.

Capitalization in world,

fueled the economic development.

Fools stuck to farms,

smart-asses went for Industrial Investment.

Necessity gave birth to invention,

while luxury was born of leisure.

Metal crowded the earth of dirt and stone,

while stress mounted instead of peace and pleasure.

Gas, Coal and Oil pumped out,

rendering Earth a hollow globe.

Farms, fields and forests wiped out,

turning the green planet to color of barren brown slope.

Business growing with,

new inventions being developed.

Sensex rising,

fueled by Earth's bones and blood.

Mother Earth, harbinger of all life,

sustains all damages and still smiles.

Year after year, grows the strain,

yet she smiles, yet she smiles, yet she smiles.

The day is not far,

when mother looses her power.

The day of end of this boon,

the day of all life's DOOM!

Chronicles of a lonely Sage…

Swordsman moves,

slashing, cutting and hacking.

Pike man defends,

ducking, dancing and distancing.

Cavalry strikes,

swiftly, orderly and pouncing.

Bowman twinged,

hastily, accurately and covering.

Amid this chaos,

walks a lonely sage.

White gown, streaked red.

his heart bleeding, and emotions dead.

Broken sword,

beneath his feet.

Abandoned hammer,

lies on street.

A head rolled,

on ground in his path.

Amid all sorts of limbs,

some with weapons still attached.

Amid this chaos,

walks a lonely sage.

White gown, streaked red.

his heart bleeding, and emotions dead.

Ears throbbed,

with screams of dying.

Eyes watered,

with clouds of dust and smoke, flying.

Mind numb at,

ruthlessness and butchery by man.

Heart in torment at,

treachery and deceit by God.

Amid this chaos,

walks a lonely sage.

White gown, streaked red.

heart bleeding, and emotions dead.

Why in the name of God?

How can man be so ruthless?

Is it the man’s intolerance;

or is it God’s insolence?

Why for the religion?

Is it not just a path to reach almighty?

What do they gain?

Why so much pain?

Inside the lonely sage,

rages a storm and chaos.

White gown, streaked red,

his heart bleeding and emotions dead.

In the name of God,

they fight and kill.

For the sake of religion,

they break all the rules it preaches.

Where’s the God?

For whom they fight?

Where is the religious doctrine,

that preaches peace and human rite.

Here stands the lonely sage,

enlightened in a personal way.

Its no God, but Human,

we must believe in.

Its not religion, but humanity,

that we must preach and follow.

The only path to peace is,

by being a human;

who is common to every religion.

Here stands he, the lonely sage,

calm and smiling.

White gown, white again;

heart thumping joyously,

and emotions reeling peacefully.

I will win...

 

Sever me.
Tear me.
Rip me.
Bloody life, that's how you treat me.

You may be strong,
but my will too is strong.
Attack me with blows strong,
I shall endure with a will as strong.

By enduring all, I will tire you,
and then I shall dominate you.

Sin and its refute.....

Come near,
O' holy spear.
I am sinful of being unfair,
and hurting my dear.

Come and stab me,
'till am drowned in bloody sea.
I promise not to dodge or flee,
for hurting her, my life shall be the fee.

My pals - Words!!!

Come out you best friends of me,
Come and dance on this open white sea.

Dance and sway,
to create a beautiful lay.

Scream with charm,
hold your audience by arm.

Let's give 'em a great show,
all you words of mine, Dance like a pro.

Knight and the Dragon

Knight of Solomon,
went hunting a Dragon.
Hungry was the Dragon,
and it went hunting a Knight from Solomon.

They met on the way,
and inquired whereabouts of their prey.
Searching they spent the whole day,
and met again, back on the way.

Knight was gloomy,
Dragon was still hungry.
Each said to other, "Tomorrow we shall see"
"We'll both catch and kill 'em O' great friend of me"

Suggest a title please.......

Trapped in the verses of life,
I search for those with happy rife.

Ripples of gloom surround,
with deafening sad sound,
yet I try and sniff you as a hound.

I search for thee,
'O happy verses of life.
Cleverly you dodge me,
stabbing my back with knife.

Pain and sorrow,
keep me bound.
But I know,
today or tomorrow,
I'll get you, for you are around.

All in vain!!!

Aye Aye, come on.
Swish swoosh, sail on.

On a sea with high tide,
We sit on a mighty ride.
Yet,

Flip flop, we go.
Twist and turn as we row.

Our attempts seem so futile,
Against this mighty sea, we are so fragile.

Despair is me!!!

Hell, follows the path I tread,
Gloom, I spread in each step.
An aura of sadness surrounds me.
Hopelessness is my entire being.

I am a walking misery,
and DESPAIR is me!!!

Desperation, I brood upon,
Grief is my only charm,
Pessimism my only friend,
and Oppression my bodyguard.

Prostration I create,
Forlornness I promote,
Despondency is my last resort,
and Sorrow is my way to go.

For, I am a walking misery,
and DESPAIR is me!!!

Happiness I search for,
a feeling of joy,
but Agony strikes back,
Desolating all the hopes and glee.

Depression now everywhere,
Melancholy, is only thing visible to me,
As, I resign to the fate,
that I am bound to suffer for eternity.

For, I am a walking misery,
and DESPAIR is me!!!

Crap....

Words are empty,
Fables end as nasty.
Cruel is the world,
values only money and gold.

The values of character are forgotten,
no wonder every single soul is rotten.
To shape a character, needs trust,
and "trust no one" is the new thrust.

I wonder what will happen,
humans are slowly turning into demons.
Society is going down the drain,
evolving backwards, is it sane???

We work, we study, we sing and we dance,
but also, we cheat, we drug, and we murder in trance.
I wonder if the time has come?
This planet can't tolerate no more pun.

Where's the arc of Noah? I wonder!!
Let the floods, once again end this world.
Or is it going to be a complete end?
To wipe out all, and thus no arc is present.