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Walking through this boulevard.. into the autumn hues of saffrons.. faces watch me holding pluckards.. time is the taste of barren... Dying slowly, through this breath.. A man and mission until dead .. Taking step,  snuffing meth.. the paranoid strikes back to the bed.. These remnants of my soul... stays with me These remnants are on the roll.. plays with me.. These remnants answers time.. kill this mime.. these remnants takes a toll.. to fill me back after fall... My Senses watch this world... To built fences breaking shores.. Scenes of life all blurred.. words of wisdom dont break doors.. these remnants of my soul.. I regress... These remnants are on the roll.. As i progress... These remnants do control.. As i undress.. These remnants form my scars.. life is the unrest....

Bleeding to death..      reliving all the pains... to stay awake on meth... the feeling still remains.. A world that wants breakfree... into the carefree... but fate wants to imprison.. without a reason... A tale of passion... fills up the brim... it smells dispasssion.. dream of the glimpse.. The cost of love stays conditioned. A price thats paid with your blood.. The cost of love blames the delusioned.. A fall which continues to dread.  . A hill complains of hieght.. . but valleys hold the skyfall.. zero is the best state.. Rest all r just a rate... . The cost of love' at the horizon.. the price to pay is timeless.. the cost of love pays the fallen... the price to pay is shameless... Pitch black night sky    .. with specks of stars and shine..      Grace like that velvet wine..              . Unseen to the nude eye.. . The cost of love is life, i say. that death will n...

In between the sheets... some breaths and beats.. in that sweating heat an unkissed treat... inhumane kills n human stills until the breaking fills some sleeping pills.. Hatred thrives an insomniac drives.. the pale blue throat as his smoke floats cool is the new way.. to devour the fools.. the hearts doorway.. is where cobweb spools out there in the open.. lies an umblical uncut.. hands closed unripened breakfree from the blanket breakfree from the prison.. this mind of treason.. slow poison in these seasons.. breakfree from all reasons.. breakfree of this hindrance like the spirit of children.. play down upon illusion.. stake low on delusion.. breakfree of urself.. this birth and this realm.. breakfree from urself.. the dead graves overwhelm.. And my love if breaking free is what u seek.. take my life and set for ur peak.. if the fall is what you crave i let you go and wait till my grave.. but breakfree of this noise.. the silence and t...

A bright beaming flash like a shooting star magnified 10k times hit the surface and slowly merged into it. The lake of conciousness slowly embraced that mighty being into itself. From within emerged a being drenched changing the very constitution of the water body. Embodied with no qualms of the household and beyond. A silent revolution rolled down the milkyway into a small speck of dust changing the face of the humanity and its origins. Unwavered in his path he just sat in human form, mute. He seemed too dark and deadly for the civilisation to accept, but an unquenchable thirst to move beyond the bonds grew in every heart in around this speck called mother earth, as she herself bowed down and incepted this more than mighty being into her womb to liberate her children from deception of odds that dimmed in between the night lamps. He had a choice to make before he was born, and he chose death to be his adornment. He conquered all life on the planet with the very choice. He chose the op...

A watsapp msg pop-up arrived in a family group about a sad demise of a relative related in many ways to many people, at night 11.13p.m. All condolences were recieved in the group and some of them might have called up also. Somewhere out there 2 siblings belonging to the 3rd generation were exchanging jokes and laughing well aware of this news, ignorant about the immensity of a life lost which might have meant something to the family. In a time where dividends of a single household live in their superbuilt-up area flat branching out of a single tree and cut in bits n pieces. These are the new age nuclear families sprouted up in India. The old age joint families were all about inclusion, eating from a single kitchen being around uncles, aunties, grandma, grandpa mentored and tailored with ancestral wisdom and prosperity, where a loss of a faraway cousin or an uncle is treated with due respect and there were no qualms about people having the time to do some last rites. Now some cut branc...

When the seas roar in thunder.. and waves march towards the cliffs The lost echos that surrender beneath the blue that sniffs.. towards the shore across oceans in the darkness a light beams.. beyond the hopes and cries of seasons.. a belief still screams.. in search of the new i sail facing the storms and winds..  a breath to win or fail.. with or without a glimps i search for you for you are my lighthouse.. in the bleeding blues.. you are my lighthouse.. in those starsign clues.. you are my lighthouse.. ill look for you.. you are my lighthouse in the darkest hue..

Some moist eyes would stare into nothing.. Some dreams would still be pending.. The sun would be bright and the day would shine.. An emptiness in the crowd for sometime.. I wish I could say to you the things I never said.. I wish I could hold u & tel the tear's that I did shed.. Watching you for time n again.. Would be my smile in all the pain.. Life was an offer made... At a stake that it would fade.. A beautiful stroke to chase, alive I forget.. I took it granted still have no regret.. I wana cry out a loud silence.. In the midst of the illusioned.. Even a msg won't come from dead.. I wish I had time to spend With you with no defend... It seems so unbroken... It seems too unshaken... So fragile but still has fragrance.. This life can make a difference.. When tomorrow starts without me.. Do feel the bright sun and breathe.. Do make a difference... Give life the fragrance... And i'll wait for you at the end... Till you are here grace will deFe...