THIS AIN'T NO REALITY

I wish I had wings,for I need to fly.

Tonight the archangel sings,

seeing the dream floating by.

The gospel air hangs about,

envelopes a sleeping boy.

But I hear the Satan shout

No,no this ain't no reality

...no this isn't...a reality...


I roam around the Tampa city

with cheer in my hand,

but comes the wave mighty

blowing it up in the sand.

Floating in the clear waters,

I hear the gunshots

trembled,I ask for covers

but louder they got.

No,no this ain't no reality...

no this isn't...a reality...


With those torn wings I fly.

I reach a high tower-

genocide,suicide stay

pity goes wet under a shower.

I now see them all murdered

by the gory hands of time,

truth,blood spluttered

they rot,rest left cryin'

no,no this ain't no reality...

no this isn't...a reality...


Oh mama! lift me up

I don't wanna live nomore

coz this ain't no reality

....I think I'm sure...

DELUSIONAL CATHARSIS

the prism of life slowly scatters the light-

light which is illuminating,

light which still has traces of dark.

and then begins the endless quest

to go beyond the Invisible,

to know beyond the Unknown.

you push the limits in your innocent zest,

catapulting the birds of lucidity

until you see the screen behind the Mirror.

you see them knocking on forbidden doors,

the truth obscured by the clouds of sanity.

frightening is the withering mutation of beauty.

they walk with their camouflage jackets of love,

peace is just another dilapidated farmhouse,

and mercy bleeds, incapacitated.

your soul gets drenched in a hot sweat.

you roar. you shriek. you shiver. you moan.

fear envelopes you and you lie attenuated.

shackled by terror, your lips go white.

you cannot speak.

you cannot even cry.

for these tears are too heavy for gravity to pull away.

for reality now lies before you- naked, pure and pristine.

THE DARK NIGHT

As the night descends.....
i feel euphoric & ecstatic;
it's magical,noone can escape it!
darkness blots out,
owls hooting out loud.
it's silent & i fantasy.
at its best is hallucination,
my own world of illusion.
it has love,peace & all those cliche,
& everyone has his say.
as the night closes in....
the glittering moonlight kisses me,
my eyes,my ears,my lips & my soul.
& i feel enlightened.
i suddenly feel this world is crazy.
& has everything to amaze me.
all are cowards & fools,
shackle themselves & their souls
in a set of rules.
the dos & dont's of this society,
the fearing of the Almighty.
ah!this big world of chaos,exasperation,
pain & annoyance.
harsh realities & brutal sufferings-
all seem to be lost,just like me
in this enchanting scene.
as the night settles further......
the dewly vapours make my window murky.
but still i'm happy!!
who said night symbolizes melancholy
when it's so dazzling,sacred & holy?
as the night falls in...
the velvety sky is illuminating
with stars glimmering & glittering.
city lights beaming,
mosquitoes whining,
cats yowling,
sirens wailing.
ah!it's so musical!
oh! i'm intoxicated!
the pretty nightingale is crooning,
crooning a song of joy & hope.
oh!oh! so rhythmic so majestic!
the moon is silvery& the breeze blowing softly.
but the chariot of night crosses the sky
leaving me alone
to conquer the oppressive realities,
taking away all the magic,
taking away all the ecstasy.
but still i wake up
& get ready
to go to my battlefield...