Nothing

No direction

No ambition

No more paths to take.

No courage

No determination

Here finishes the quest.

No strength

No gumption

This is how the story ends.

No feelings

No emotions

Except for an overwhelming sense of despair

No friends

No foes

Fated to walk alone.

No laughter

No more tears

Just a sarcastic grimace.

No dreams

No ideals

They died alone in the cold.

No communication

No exchange

I locked myself in this cell and threw the keys away.

No reasons to get up

No more strife

I choose to waste this life away.

No humanity

Nothing

I lost myself

Somewhere in the abyss

Just a shell of what is

And could have been.

Shine

It's raining

And then it shines

It's raining

And then it shines

Stop complaining

Everything is fine

It's raining

And then it shines

No more explosions

Such a peaceful life

No more explosions

Just a gradual decline

This sameness

Encompasses all that I see

Such lameness

Is so becoming on me

Searching and seeking

For all of your life

Happier now that

There's nothing to find

Nothing to hide

Nothing to lose

Nothing to choose

It's raining

But then it shines

Stop complaining

Everything is fine

I don't need the plains

And I don't need the peaks

This endless plateau

Is just fine with me

Some can fly high

And most fall down

Just leave me alone

To trudge on my piece of ground

It's my piece of ground

All around

My piece of ground

Leave me alone

It's raining

But then it shines

Stop complaining

Everything is fine.

The Place I'd love to Die (Part 1)

On my way

On my way

To college

And back

I found a place

I found a place

Where I'd like to die

Standing atop the embankment

In the blazing sun

Looking down at the

Lush green foliage beneath

And railway tracks

Four in all

With cobbled stones

Communing with Mother Nature

But the best things in life are manmade

Thick power cables

Stretching for miles above

And a sign that said

Danger ! 25000 Volts

So inviting

So inviting.

Little Room

Claustrophobic
Little room
Little room
Filled to the brim
Artifacts
Lost tracks
Television screens
Neon dreams
Painted plastic
Aerosol cans
Dreams of sailing
To foreign lands
Entities spawned
From different wombs
Sometimes singing
To the same tune
Some a harmony
Or a discordant note
Half empty bottles
And some coke
Claustrophobic
Little room
Little room
Endless gloom
Forever doomed
Welcome to my generation.

Reminiscing: 12 Years

12 years of a lie
Flush it down the line
Reeking of pain and remorse
Now you live with this pain all your life.

12 years of a lieAnd the 13th was the truth
So scared of ripped illusions and dreams
Happier in your own cocoon.

Tear away all the shades tonight
Let the sun stream in and fill you with light
Scorch your flesh till your soul gets burnt
Ever closer to the point of no return.

Wake up to the light
Step out of the cool, dark night,
Welcome to reality
Things aren't always what you'd like them to be.

12 years of a lieEcstatic as it ate up my insides
And now I'm too weak to face the truth,
To take a stand,
Do what I ought to do.

12 years of a lie
Totally enmeshed in a web of deceit,
Freefalling, now that I'm free
Why did you take my web away from me ?

Tear away all the shades tonight
Let the sun stream in and fill you with light
Scorch your flesh till your soul gets burnt
Ever closer to the point of no return.

Wake up to the light
Step out of the caress of the night,
Welcome to insanity
Feel free to take a dip in that sea.

12 years of a half-life
Almost radioactive inside,
In the 13th, I'm disintegrating fast
Ash to ash and dust to dust.

The Night Watchman

Now I'm fresh, dressed

Bathed and sprayed

Ready to hit the bed

And arise in the night

(While half the world sleeps

And the rest is awake)

A lonely watch I keep

Upon these empty seas

Eyes, limbs and senses

Attuned to the things I must do

While my thoughts fly

Far away

To meet you.

My Aquarius

Dark blue under silver light
With purple pulsing in his veins
With love and loathing I approach
To ease the lust that engulfs me.

A touch, a caress, but not a kiss
Under pretexts, another name
Guilt and shame fuse with pleasure
As bodies mingle like a flame.

Old friendships dimmed and new ones forged
To be broken anew in the wheel of time
Yet a faint memory remains
Of a master and his slaves behind.

Delight! To initiate, teach and destroy
Old barriers that are left behind
Broaden our horizons
To encompass the possibilities of body and mind.

Perhaps he remembers in some distant corner
A vague and shadowy memory
Now the teachers are taught and stand alone
My Aquarius, come to me.