MIDNIGHT BLUE

HE: A mocking bird's say You may have the bird                                                                                          Lured and kept in the golden cage With finest grains to feed ,Surrounded by tender heeds You can give her all the comforts of being Making her sing the the hymn and melody of dreams Still she would never be yours How hard you may try to be Her body'll be there but thoughts can never be Round and Round like the world You can cry for her shout thinking hollering could work maybe Yet everything will fall , like a ship always designed to sink Like an apocalypse a catastrophe Just the moment you're about to smile Just the moment you thought even happiness can be passing by Scream like a nihilistic solemn mice An obje...

The Butterfly Effect Little did he knew everything arrives with a price and price with consequences They say if a Butterfly flaps her wing the vista could be a tornado somewhere else. OK am back here again, I do seldom ask myself that what's special about this place the same air lighter smoke and immaculate subtle pinch of pain and to my astonishment the answer i get is lovely and solemn ,simply because no one recognizes me here . It could be an alibi to ran away from the bigger picture but than let it be because somehow maybe with reluctance but my mind and I we both mutually agree on it and that's something prime and unavoidable to reach an agreement a settlement and it set's a motion , a motion for peace and at last maybe i do found a controversial understanding here . Although i try but whatever i do , I just can't stop my thoughts or even seize the flow, that just never happens it keeps floating like an untamed creature alleviating in whatever path it founds...

An Act Of War Unpredicted grotesque night, Mist covering the lights Inferno so huge , yet vague in sight Strange voices and carcasses lying by Sooner or later , I have to pass the burning shrine God maybe the creator of mankind Hallucination to some like an illuminated sight Several forms of worship , yet nowhere to find Desires creating views , views leading to opinions Hence variations from point to point When diplomacy ends , War needs a spark to ignite Violence the master of all Emotion behind thrones ,The rattle always ready to strike Poison of broke With an uncontrolled urge to satisfy Seizing the conscience, Collateral beauty just standing by the side Victim of evil , abyss of thunder Yet the roar fells so right Alleviating like a drug , Addiction for unconscious mind Fire all around encircling with a fatal smile Faces with anger , wrath laughing by Cries will begin and end with the melody Pain will surrender to enemies , Destruction will rule the sk...