Tuesday, March 17, 2015

Thick & Dark : Plead for Freedom

Bargain with me, and I shall gift you pain. I am no longer what you think.
 I am the dead walking in bane.
I am the soul to be freed, I am the rotten seed.
I am disgraced with my own race, I am a human
I am grudge, I am greed
I am a token, having tenure of misdeed
I am the craver of misfortune, be sad or bad
I lay the path to my doom,
My end that approaches me, at every corner, at every turn
Probably somewhere when I get torn
When I spill blood, when my flesh churns
When Ruth looses sense
When Lord remains stone
Oh haha! What? He is there? Where?
Inside us? Inside the beasts?
Does it grow like fungus and weeds?
Does it suck the darkness out?
Does it make us Human?
No! Then we won’t want that, we can’t be
We be beasts, make us free.
We are spotted, we are spoiled.
Make us animal, make us better
Make us wild, let us lose ourselves
To get tamed, to get named
And follow command,
But power shall destroy even you my Lord
Love ain’t the aid
Love will fade
Love will cascade
Love will invade
Free us of will
Free us, make us still
Let us rise in smoke or rubble to earth
Let us be eaten, let us be buried
For human shall not remain
So let the body strive
Only the soul shall revive






Sunday, March 1, 2015

Little Light

Little light sweet and warm
Tell me the way back to source
Array of ray yellow in hue
Find me the path through this pinhole
From where you come, traveling spaces
Millions of miles away
Yellow light, playful but calm
Tell me you come which way
Little Light, you nascent self
Where you buy that warmth
Doors to doors, plenty keyholes
You travel across just everywhere
Little Light, behold my sight
It looks for you in dismay
It wants what not knowing
But the best it seeks is
For freedom, breaching
All that comes in your way