Burning Heart..

It feels as if.. 

someone is clenching my heart

shooting it with burning darts..

i cannot douse the fire burning

minute after minute pain is returning..

am helpless and weak

no place to go,where solace i can seek..

though hands are tightly tied

am still hurting their self pride..

heart is ticking like an old clock

any moment it seems,it will stop..

the person i held in this heart

is the one who,pain imparts..

but still i am to be blamed

by me,my heart could not be tamed..

i fell feeble and faint

so my heart is burning with no restraint..

Insecurities..

Gulping my insecurities

life marked by adversities 

crusading mind's impurities

avenging fear of severities..

long its been a process

breaking each neuron 

still trying to suppress

and calmly holding on..

But as a night dies

my insecurities are alive

and with each sunrise

my fears multiply and thrive..

Losing myself to these fears

on them,i seem to choke

still trying to prevent tears

and my situation,i try to cloak..

I want a miracle to take place

annihilation of pain and frights 

someone to lovingly embrace

and cure my afflictive nights..

Living Disgraced..

Living disgraced

entity erased

mirror lies

uncloaked disguise

proclaimed grime

by someone prime

feelings obliterated 

pain infiltrated

no relief

to one's disbelief

sagacities passed

left aghast

whom to oppose

such severe blows

devoid of sanity

allegations of profanity

lost dignity 

causes at infinity..   

Dark Nights..

Few minutes to dawn 
and am all alone..
morning will soon come
but not for me,only for some..
night did descend eventually
but it will be here perpetually..
because at night,dark surrounds 
and it comes with saturnine sounds..
sight is obscured by grim shadows 
and a satan quietly swallows
my existence,my hopes,my dreams
unjust, the whole plot seems;
If i was meant to live at night
why was i shown beautiful daylight
but now i have no more scruples 
i have come to terms with these bigger ripples..
i know am meant for dark nights
of grimly souls and cold sights...

The Moment Of Seizure...

The moment of seizure;when it comes

senses are blocked,body is numb

clue less if I'll make through

chance are bleak and really few..

but that very moment,pain resides

the very body of mine and everything inside..

breathing is a hard possibility;

a state of extremum susceptibility..

colors lose their colorations 

and black space is at formation..

no help can actually assist

on my meagre will,i have to subsist..

sweat breaks on the forehead

words are left unsaid..

this very moment,i fall down

and see like a blind,the world around..

seizure of life,seizure of spirit 

soul is gently cut into splits

ceases the life within

maybe am punished for moments of sin.. 

I Lay On A Thorn Bed..

Now I lay on a thorn bed

each second,these spines thrust in

making me insane;wanting to be dead

these thorns are penetrating my skin..

As more and more time passes

each of my vein is pricked

visible to my eyes;each blood drop surpasses

pain ,with my life is tightly slicked...

I don't fear the end,but its coming very slow

slitting my arteries;choking my core

i cant shout for help,i cant make it go

and so every thorn is destined to make me sore..

A time will reach,when

my body would be livid,hollow

and i would be liberated then

with nothing more to follow.. 

Lose it all..

Losing my vision

hazy images appear

lost is precision

might lose it all,i fear..

Losing to my senses 

no more can i hear

each second,spirit condenses

might lose it all,i fear..

Losing my sensibility

cluttered head is not clear

questioned my capability

might lose it all,i fear..

Losing my sagacity

situation is severe

at love's scarcity

might lose it all,i fear..

Losing myself,the aim

such is the smear

nothing can be reclaimed

might lose it all,i fear..