A Ring, a ring o' roses

A ring, a ring o' roses,
A pocket full o’posies-
Atch chew! atch chew!

Look there,

Oh my god, its something new…

Let’s sit in a circle,

And pray to the rocks,

“Let me live with all that I have,

and keep everything else

away from my reach”

A ring, a ring o' roses,
A pocket full o’posies-
Atch chew! atch chew!

Run! son run!!

It might just kill you…

Don’t observe, don’t listen, don’t say.

Make tomorrow just like yesterday.

If you think something of your own,

Then you don’t deserve to see the dawn.

But ma? Why shoul’ I no’ ‘ream of all fun ‘nd no ‘ork,

Or ‘nakes eatin’ with a for’???

Son! That’s the way this world runs,

And things like this are not heavenly,

But come from empires down under the earth,

It’s a dark, dark place, called HELL.

Ma! Cn I go ‘ut ‘nd play?

Ring-a-ring-a-roses,
A pocket full of posies;
Hush! hush! hush! hush!
We’re all tumbled down…

Dead Or Alive

It’s dark out there,

You are scared in here,

Shiver seems to be everywhere.

And your thoughts aren’t clear

 

Your heart needs someone’s presence

to remind you of your essence.

The silence is screaming in you,

It’s so dry, in spite of the due.

 

Everything you ever owned,

Has slipped by your fingers,

The job is done by the diggers,

All the seeds have been plucked once sowed.

 

Someone is howling in the graveyard,

It’s you six feet under.

The last card is laid.

your soul starting to fade.

 

You died of the thirst to feel,

Buried due to the

inability to heal.

lost the last chance to kneel.

 

That’s how I woke up this morn’

My soul was torn.

Was it just a dream?

Or the future’s scream? 

SCREAM

Round and round,

The voices revolve in my head.

Its nothing new,

words that were once said.

I close my eyes

And death begins

Rising from the ashes of life.

Running away is not an option,

Stabbed in the heart, I sit back,

Making a plan,

Joining the ancient clan.

My phone rings at one twenty,

I was about to jump of the cliff,

But I stop to hear the last message.

I see hope,

Or maybe just poison,

in my regular dope.

I wake up, amidst screams,

Loaded with memories,

Were they just dreams?

I drink coffee,

And read the morning paper

Again….

Sailing in the same drain!!!

sometimes...

Sometimes I stop by the sky,
Watching the raindrops flooding the rooftops.
I think… which to the world
Seems like a blink.
Why am I here?
Is it just the fear of death…?

Am I going crazy?
My nerves are frenzy,
Cut me, kill me,
For the world to see.
How does it matter?

Then I look into her eyes
And all of it makes sense,
The smiles and the cries.

Sometimes sitting all alone,
I don’t care to give in or defend.
It feels like the world is coming to an end.

Then I kiss her,
And suddenly the equation seems to be clear,
The one’s far away and the one’s near.

Sometimes I feel captured in time,
I am urged to commit the crime,
And see the world go by from six feet under.

Then I hold her in my arms
And I realize why they made tanks and farms…

captured in time

We all lie between the start and the end,
Born here to defend,
Our lives and dignity.
It ends with our breath
Or does it go on till infinity?

We go to school, work and die,
But what if all this is a lie.
Where do we come from?
And where do we go to?
This question isn’t new.

All we know is that,
We are stuck between
The tick and tock, of a clock.

Who Dies???

I had a dream last night,

White and black were in a fight.

I saw a universe,a life in reverse.

My Grandma’s flabby arm,my brother’s charismatic charm.

They were all alive.Breathing and feeding.

Feeding on my brain,my thoughts were going through a drain.

But does it count?

A starving beggar’s five star meal,

A loosing gambler’s winning deal.

I have seen it all falling apart,my brain and her heart.

Streams of blood,Emotions flood.

But does it count?

In the end who decideswho lives and who dies???