A day's mumble

When the four walls of your fears come crashing on you.
The chunning feeling in your stomach.
That's when you are definetely into something you should be out of.
I know it, I know the fear.
I know the better option;
but the fear is threatening.
Fear of not having lived up to expectations.
Fear of what is envisaged.
Solitude seems to be a good friend to peace.
Solitude presents peace at the fore door.
Solitude takes up the responsibilty of a
perfect hiding place.
I refuse to be responsible for my situation.
Selfishness breeds the necessity for a second chance.
Though i know quite well that chance had run out.
i wait for my redemption from a burden i attached to my head.
I refuse to do the untying.
Hopefully the salvation day is near.
I wait for the options available to a sinner like me.

Cool It Down

Cool it , fight it,

its the flow that intoxicates.

Smell it , smash it.

Its the flavour that leaves bad memories.

Taste it, eat it.

Its the meat that leaves you witless.

On the window-shopping day,

do not forget to forget your cash.

Otherwise you are bound to bite what you don't want to chew.

Silent Night (The chorus of the Wind)

The piano drifting in
a bottle at my side
sitting on the floor
the doors responding to the traveling wind
I think i heard the hello
but i am not sure
out of a million,i pick a question
what does this mean?
this moment,what does it hold?
like a teacher,every now comes with an instruction
I bleed without the sight of blood
I feel like i have been killed
perharps i reap the seeds of my deeds
I know there's a part my patience plays in this
but instead of spoiling, i hope to repair
what can i do against destiny?
what can i say against fate?
not as much as sitting here and wait.

The Fool's Rythm

I got caught in the rythm

That which knows no rythm

The rythm is any rythm

very void of principles

Empty of emotions yet boast of the best of it

Kill me before I accept your rythm

You will be doing me a big favour.