Satisfaction

Was it you?

Was it you?

The one I needed?

The one I wanted?

The one I….

The dying moments of our love

Of this escapade

This poetry

That we created

This music

That we shouted

This writing

That we painted

Those dying moments

Showed me and you

Us…

Us…

The discarded petals

Of a fallen flower

The wasted drops

Of a vintage liquor

The trashed floor

Of a forgotten temple

It showed me

Showed us

Why were wrong

Why this was wrong

You were not my need

But a luxury

Not a desire

But a dream

For the moment I loved you

Was the moment my love died

And I stand here satisfied

But hollow on the inside.

The Dream of Love

In this dream that I saw

Me and you together

Singing in the rain

Under the cloud cover

Not marred by the cold

But enjoying our warmth

Feeling the numbness

Shearing the pleasure

Holding our both hands

Looking in to your eyes

Searching for your gaze

Yet blankness I discover

Looking straight through me

Undermining my existence

Like a brute odd force

Separating our relation

Oh then do I realize

That it is not true

For in reality

Through me straight you won’t look

This is just a nightmare

A cold play memories me, fool

For in real, you are dead

Never to be in vision

My Nights...

I’ve spent nights

Dreaming of you

Thinking of you

How I would touch you

How I would feel you

I’ve spent nights

Speaking of you

Hearing of you

How I would see you

How I would like you

I’ve spent nights

Yearning for you

Crying for you

How I would love you

How I would please you

But now that I have you

I have no nights left.

Loving a vampire

With a heavy heart I shut this door

An only opening for you

I wished to set you free

But made you instead a monster

Now you feel me inside you

More than I would like

This flow of mine you sense

No hope left for you now, dear

I wish I could take it back

Only to have you back

But of this creature you have become

I can only be food.

Demon's Love

On the way to heaven she lives

I see her playing with the doves

The essence that soul does give

Makes even demons believe in love

Her gentle sight spots me and flutters

Leaves me spell bound and dreamy

I love ya i want to stutter

Please love and set me free

She perhaps has the look of appraisal

But am not sure am her type

Nash, nfs. Zlot or kezal

Compared to her none is enough ripe

All that i like is stuffed in her

She has so much meaning to me

I see her n my soul shakes and stir

So easily she voows me..

Not sure i can win her heart

We're not in the same love league

Even though of heart she's a part

Chances of her liking me are bleak

The over-lord nfs has fallen

No longer i have any control

The word weaver has been maulen

Perhaps alone i'll again stroll

Learn

Learn to fly away

You get to be free now

Learn to fight your way

You get to win now

Learn to make it your day

You get to breathe now

Learn to make joy and hay

You get to feel now

Learn to have your say

You get to speak now

Learn to see the sun rays

You get to play now

Learn to draw your pay

You get to earn now

Learn to kill and slay

You get to prey now.

The Sinner

One says it is prison

One says it is home

Not sure whom to listen

I shut myself alone

This confinement of mine peculiar

Like a double edged sword

One side to wound my enemy

The other on my throat

Just look at it and tell

You may have a different opinion

For its only human to differ

And see different views

I agree I cannot leave

But my arrival wasn’t forced

I chose here to stay

Without any hesitation

This room of four walls

Without any light breeding window

I lie on the floor and gaze

On the scratches at the ceiling above

These marks that clawed this cement

They send down my spine shivers

The cold floor spikes me

Its pain I have to bear

For Lord I have sinned

And fed on the blood of my dears

I’ve slain people for pleasure

Taken lives just to amuse

I am no mythological creature

Just another ruined power craving human

The Player

What is love

His only desire

What is pain

In his burnin fire

What is his plan

With consequences dire

What is the job

For which doom he hires

What is excitement

When so soon he tires

What is the reason

He hangs on that wire

What is the truth

When his surname's a liar

Eyes of Doom

What is this infinite depth

You conceal beneath these eyes

Of what mystery they lead the way

That someone would like to hide

Your lashes like pointing spears 

Threatening if for long I stare 

But still your eyes so tempting

The risk has its worth to take

Of what do they seem like a gateway

An entrance only few can make 

The treasure that behind them lays

Must be worth any life one can take 

Your vision ever changing 

Glancing all around for your prey

Inviting with your deep dark eyes 

Calling with that endless stare

One says he saw in them heaven 

Another claims they reach to the moon 

Different people claim different sights 

None of them to the truth near

For in your eyes, you’re not hiding

It’s something that you’ve locked

Your eyes of doom

Your eyes are doom.

Cure

Slowly now I see; 
All the hate you bear; 
Shadowed behind these burning flames; 
Of fear and revenge and tears; 
Those eyes of yours don’t lie; 
Not any more, my dear; 
Having seen the worst of all; 
Ain’t anything for you to fear? 
 Your hidden side now visible; 
I sense death in it; of a rotting soul I hear; 
Not believing next to me it sits; 
White as death your skin now seems; 
Like by Satan himself you’re bit; 
Possessed by demons so many; 
All this you yourself admit. 
 But now I must free thee; 
Cure you of this curse; 
For my love is not about protecting; 
It’s about saving you from worse

The Holy Whore

She has seen it all, done it all
In more ways than one
For the one whom God you call
Uses her for sexual fun

Her body dipped in temptation
Her beauty undeniable
The queen of the fairy nation
But not told in any fable

She licks her lips and works her tongue
As she teases the lord for pleasure
Dancing to the song the angels sing
Her appeal has no level of measure

She enjoys her life, her godly lovers
What if she’s considered a tool
She says it aloud, never covers
Am the holy Whore, your God I rule.

ONE MORE MOMENT

As i fall into her hands

I remember all our time

The pretty moments we shared

The cute little fights we had tied

My blood flows like a river

I dont have much more time

Try to see you i once again

But cant even open my eyes

Hear you scream and cry, we weep

Only want another moment to live

Wish we could make out once again

And spend eternity in this life

The white light now i see, it is time

Have to leave my love tonight

Once more to breathe i try

But against death i'll lose this fight

I gasp and shake and try

Try to touch your pretty face

But my hand my control defies

And falls down just like my life....