My Journey

I wrote what now is History

I solved what once was mystery
In hand of greats 
I have written from poem to Veds
Today as I lay here in your sight 
All you need to do is pick me up and write

- Pic & Quote courtesy by a friend (RA)

Flawed

Easily angered

Flawed character
Easily offended
So meekly have surrendered

Biased actions

Cold and numb

Seldom smart always dumb

Less of a hero more of a scum

In here I am called a man  

Born in Blood

Born in blood a shadow within

That day a dark passenger crept in

Bathed in a crimson pool

A sight that is shown in no school

A little boy lost his innocence

Eyes froze, heart that has no Conscience

A fellow traveler devoid of emotion

Killing the killers evens his commotion

Follows a code when he hits the road

He has no baggage, he carries no load

He stalks his prey and waits for the hunt

Under the wrap of darkness a needle goes in

The sinner wakes on a table, will now pay for his sin

A monster awakens and the mask slips

Steely knifes, plastic sheets are his keeps

Front Seat

She sits on the front seat

Linger long on front seat

Her hair is long

She moves like a song

Her smile is like a knife that is recently sharpened

I know there is nothing that can happen

She sits on the front seat

Linger long on front seat

Her name is music

Her steps fall in rhythm  

She has wisdom and she knows what to do

She has me and she has you

• - My version of Jim's Love street

Me & My Backpack

Towering mountain on my back

Woods all around

Gentle stream flows by

Thunder roars and rain pours on my tent

And it’s me and my back pack

I sit mesmerized at natures might

The lightning turns the sky bright

Scarred I turn my music from loud to louder

I am suddenly at peace

All doubts and fear cease to exists

I surrender to the only might

In the night and starlight

Just me and my Backpack

F.R.I.E.N.D.S

Together we studied

Together we grew

United we stood

Together we flew

Synchronized were our actions

Laughs were never in fraction

So picturesque was a dream

Always had a shoulder to lean

A morning so bright

The guilt so light

Step were always right

Oh! We were such a sight

Our paths we walk

How seldom we talk

Yet together we flock

We are such a famous mob

I am sure we will all reach the TOP!!

Sicilian

So dark the con of man

Deep induced is the pain

Life no more flows through the veins

Blood no more dries of this stain

Treachery and pain is what remain

Where do we go from here, how much more do we bear?

Standing up for the rights we have no choice but to fight

There is no way out of here

Put on your armors we need to strike

Calling on all the knights

Come and let’s shine so bright

What we are seeking is the blue light

So dark the con of man

We need to dream of freedom

Open the eyes that are closed

Charm the faces that are lost

Its getting darker, seems light is round the corner