R.I.P

Today is the night it shuts down      

In the midst of rain it is whitewashed

It stops forever

The smoke from its vessels

Emptied, churned and charred

It lies dead in the chest

Lifeless, spiritless, motionless

Un-linguistic in the beats

The rain washes away all the blood tonight

Drains it somewhere in the shallow pits

Unseen, unheard. Held

Smashed a zillion times

And now tired, hence it lies down

In the coffin for eternity

Last time it gives a cry

A squeak may be

But last time             .....For the last time tonight

To never rise again and regain

            Its strength back

Let it rest, never to be tested again

The Pain is almost gone

It is numb

Guns and Roses to thee

A laugh and a cry contained in the last beat

The Last Beat

Out of nowhere

Insurgent

Tried its best, tried hardest

Out of Impetus

Marred

And now puffs out its last smoke

In the End Evanescent

Dead

Finally to Rest in Peace