the real zombie

in his head, stayed a demon
in his heart, stayed a sage
torn apart by those two forces
his soul buried itself in a grave
and the body stayed...
a real zombie.

Remnant Foolishness

He sat on a chair in a coffee shop
drawing pictures of future over a cup
playing the same tunes all over again
in dry summers,elegant winters and wallowing rains

living a daydream different from all;
a girl, a life and classic four walls...
...for him were such a distant thought.
in his radical notions, reality never caught.

not all names would rise to fame.
others will just breath out in vain.
All those things that made you fall,
were right beneath you keeping You tall

He left every stone unturned
still the fool thought he could win
waiting for some better days
Exhausted, but still Ready to play.

Options

Fear the lord, the almighty being,
Creates, destroys and sees everything in between

"i own you, my sweet creation
and i need every bit of your devotion
be careful son, of your thoughts &; for your actions
there's hell, there's heaven and sweet salvation"

between the prayers, he has one last question
"would you choose this belief again?! if you get options "

Do you have the answer, my so ordinary man .... ?


Fear the lord, he got tanks
nukes and subs and gallant heads

"you are wrong, i am right
little scumbag, whats your might!
ill burn the town, i got bombs
kill the masses, i love tombs"

through the gunsight, he raised one last question
"now choose your God !! you got options..."

Do you have the answer, my so free friend .... ?!

Black

when u are lost in gloom,
numb with agony and pain.
in iniquity of this world
no promise, no hope u see.
don't fear the Dark,
its just my embrace,
this Black, is me...

reality and its clone

[Question: ]
wake up from your long dream ...
and answer me my old friend !
you said Faith is all powerful
and Its only us who refrain.

but it was just half the truth
the other half waits in a dreadful surprise
and the moment you cross the line
between reality and its clone
you start falling in your own greed.
and your own hope,
in this metaphorical lie;
eats you alive....


[ Answer: ]

  the herd moves on
  and dead fall behind
  if you fall, its your fault
  rules of life dont lie

lift the vail

the walls they have made around ur dreams.
holding down your spirit and playing a requiem.
i know about... all ur hopes ...and all ur fears
reasons of happiness and ur secret tears

i wont be the origin of your pain
was a promise i kept while everything seemed in vain.
now i just want to be a momentary reason...
for a tiny smile and for changing the seasons.

i know you will soar high when u want to
u can turn a breeze in raging storm too...
i cannot be only a ghost from ur past !
lift your vail, whatever you see; was never lost.

Demigod

the dancing sparkle in those eyes
is a reminder of some distant storm
a passion plays wild in them
enticing me with requisite warmth...

like a firefly, she flutters and glows
soul so real that only a new born holds
with an angels smile she wins over pain
braving the elements while facing the rain

the resonance faints, remembrance cast shadows...
still like a crazy sunshine, dancing in meadows
she sings in rejoice without a clue...
i met a demigod.
wearing white...its you ;)