Friday, November 14, 2008

5 chapters of Darkness

I once created 5 poems which evolved around the darkness of humanity and personality.It was a reflection of myself. The whole 5 chapters took me 4 years to finish.from 1st year HS to 4th yr HS. I came across the poems again lately.so I decided to post them here.one by one.

The first chapter is Doubt.An evil that destroys everything before it even starts...

Chapter 1
"Doubt"

I doubted my abilities
by not doing what I can do best
I chained myself to a wall
and will never be free like the rest

I doubted myself
by wearing a coward's mask
I hid myself with lies
and will never be able to do any task

I doubted my Heart
Believing I am worth no one
I pierced my heart with thorns
and will never be able to love anyone

I doubted my Life
by denying my existense now and then
I isolated myself from reality
and will never be able to live again

I doubted my whole world
I doubted Everything
I was fooled that doubting was searching
Such doubt made me fear everything

The 2nd Chapter is Fear the rotting carcass of your existense.


Chapter 2
"Fear"

I fear the Darkness
The Darkness of my heart
I did not risk to love
Such a complicated Art

I fear the images
Chimera in my mind
I did not risk to see
for I thought there is none to find

I fear the silence
Silence of my tears
I did not risk to listen
I decided to close my ears

I fear the Animosity
The bitterness of life
I did not risk to taste it
Everything is full of strife

I feared my own existence
Shivering with the coldness of demise
These fears made me bleed
bleed failures i dont need

The 3rd Chapter is failure the reeking scent of darkness.


Chapter 3
"Failure"

I failed to subsist
and live life to the fullest
I regret denying my existence
My life's pains so endless

I failed my Persona
Someone drenched with lies
I regret wearing a mask
such a deadly game of dice

I failed my limits
Evading my own abilities
I regret Chaining myself in a mirage
I created my own frailties

I failed my heart
a heart turned to stone
I regret not loving
Glorification with a False Crown

I failed yet succeeded...
Succeeded to be Mediocre
Everything is now Crimson Red
as I get overpowered with Hatred

The 4th chapter is Hatred. The Burning sensation that slowly eats up all sanity.


Chapter 4
"Hate"

I hated my Doubts
a foolish act for nothing
a sign of my great fall
I neglected what life could bring

I hated my fears
An excuse fit for cowards
The start of my great fall
I was hindered to go forward

I hated my failures
This punishment I am worth
The peak of my Great fall
I was judged harshly by Destiny

I hated myself
A man who lost all Heaven
The End of my Great fall
I only deserve to be forgotten

I hated so much
Such a Painful Ending
As the Devil in the pale moonligt dances
I lost all sense, I am slowly Dying

The last Chapter is Sense...because all darkness would soon slowly fade away...towards the light...


Chapter 5
"Sense"

I was blinded by darkness
blinded by lies...
but you showed me the light
and ended my cries

I was silenced by anger
anger from pain...
but you taught me how to speak
like the fierce thunder within a gentle rain

I was deafened by cries
cries of suffering...
but you showed me how to listen
with no more fear nor doubting

I was suffocated by Enigmas
Confusion and Guilt...
but you showed me how to breathe
A paradigm of hope we have built

I was numbed by loneliness
My heart was lonely...
but you have comforted me
By promising you will never leave me

I Doubted, Feared, Failed, and Hated
Death was certain
Hope was a Caustic Friend
My suffering no more, My journey ended.

Poetic Assertions

"Will you still Love me in the Morning?"

A beautiful story
starts with Once upon a time
But certain tragedies
never seem to find its own rhyme

My sweaty hands
are running out of coins to roll
I need to ask now
But I cant stop shaking, I cant make the call

A simple question
that you might even laught at
I'll write it down!
But,No..It would be just a silly blot.

If you say yes
then our story is a fairytale
If you answer otherwise
then its a book worth selling at a garage sale

its 2:45am
you must be asleep and dreaming
Is it too late?
I must have spent too much time thinking

My mind is blocked
But I cant be moved,I wont be moved
I will keep writing
This may be the only way this love can be proved

I close my eyes
and smiled,you are such a wonderful thing
you taught me music
but now I faintly remember how to sing

I have to let this go
before my heart sank and drowns at sea
and this question...
Let this be buried in my grave with me...

fairytales...

tragedies...

whats the difference?..

Sunday, April 6, 2008

Poetic Assertions

Dead Poet

A torn paper tucked within a book
shall witness this dying man's last wish
unused and unrecognized
this shall be my very last masterpiece


A worn out pen in my pocket
Shall give this words its life
Dried up ink within it
ill use my blood aided with a knife


A broken table inside my room
shall stand as my last company
covered with dust and grime
Tonight I shall face this tragic destiny


A pale moon staring from my window
shall lend me the light I need tonight
Fading and hiding behind clouds
My memories are dancing around me, nothing in sight


A lovely lady waiting outside my door
shall take me heaven's nectar to sip
A beautiful and fulfilling life its been
This dead poet shall finally sleep...