Posts tagged ‘dark’

Entwined

Come feel my love, the sweet desire,

Lay your snow on my funeral pyre. 

Ashes blown in the night owls eye,

And sang my heart this lustrous fire. 

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How many moons have shimmered past,

Too many wars have come to last.  

Only Tragedy befalls arrogance of man,

Let’s flee my love, to the god’s great land. 

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Float in the silver sun, carry me too, 

Our lore shall be passed like a kissing fuel. 

And when we shall become a saddest past,

Come be my love, my darkest cast. 

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Your body is my shrine, a grotesque blend. 

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We shall elope with summer winds, 

Our path we’ll have winter entwined. 

And when the morning current sores,

Hold my hands in your darkest shores. 

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Embrace my heart, this stranded creep,

Your broken part is mine to keep. 

Beyond all lies, your pieces I hold,

To fix it with my crimson gold. 

 

-Poetbabu

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And I entitled it: A Dirge…

Hey, generation of morrow,

Do you bathe in bricks,

Do you feast on shattered glass?

Is your mistress proud of you?

Do you feast on weaker mass

Do you sulk on higher doze?

Hey, hey, are you they talk about?

The one they worship

Are you the one in hiding?

Trying to boost your importance

Are you even qualified

Do you care for the rotten?

Hey, genocide, did you ever dine with it?

Have you Paralyzed your bone and mind

Are you the one who pities the crying?

Is it your pet who’s dying?

It is your damaged car

Or is it the one you ran over?

Hey, children of the lesser men

Which way is your god?

Is he hiding in your filth

Or did he die with incest?

Do you bite the bait of faith and hope

Bathed in pleasured forsaken songs?

  • – Poetbabu

Nostradamus – II

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A Gothic Romance

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A Gothic Romance

Naked I stand
Above the crown of corrupted souls
Reunited by night’s kiss
I drown myself in deepest sorrow
Ready to surrender my soul
Truly, my blood will
Deep in your dark thoughts

Diane

I follow your embrace
To your sweet embers
I fall from filth that is mankind
I fly

Diane

I shall never forget you
Unknown to corrupted minds
Born of velvet darkness
Awaken from pious shrines

And Diane,

Tonight I will drink your blood wine

-Poetbabu

24 Carat Sleep

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Eulogy

Lived in a distorted life, a soul i am

Traumatized and tormented, thrown into the damn

Being all aberrant does not help

On the path that i am led

As simple as it was, now i am dead

Lying on my last comfy bed

As intrepid i thought i was, but fear of death is worth after all

Now i can hear my last call

Who knows it angels or reaper

I see the shadows all blurred above

Feeling my soul torn apart, its reaper after all

Entering the realms of hell, the gates open wide

Worshipping the inverted pentagram, bore a fruit of pride

Standing in front of the one

Satan the bilial the lucifer himself

Standing there in front of him i learn

There goes away my life of waif

Seeing his flaming eyes, i gave a happy sigh

He asked me to sit beside him

And i knew that is where my fate lies

Younus Yousuf

euloy

Damnation

Life as we speak is a source of corruption

Mind as we speak is a source of destruction

Do as we speak is a source of pollution

All together is a source of annihilation

The government is meant to be the protector

Of mankind and all its belongings

But who is there to take care of government

Its just a lie and all that’s wrong with our society

Our life and trust is hanging on the thread

A pull of the string gives shivers though our head

All of It is just a fucking lie

One who could not lie would not survive

(It’s just the basis of evolution, survival of the fittest)

Jealousy is all that we have left today

Greed is just a means to pay

Degradation of our souls is just a say

Giving our pride and honor away

Betrayal is our means of life

Locking the dark forces in our mind

Friends are all that we have tonight

But who gives a damn let them burn in fight

Who could see what it has brought us to

Our life’s is gray and so is our soul

A wish could not stop it, a thought could not break it

What’s wrong with our society?

Younus Yousuf

Phantasm II (Mist And The Astral Sleep)

Phantasm I.21

The forest calls her name

and the midnight breeze sends her fragrance up my spine.

A blur of long white gown shattered my way,

as i figured her image in the fog.

In woods she hid her distant self.

she was divinities handcraft.

A queen of pearl,

though crystallized.

As i endured to see her again,

I sensed her pale white hand on my face.

With a gander she saw my frail heart,

and tragedy in my eyes.

Bright moonlight shining against my face,

i was touched by her tender fingertips.

A brush of wind revealed a mark on her neck,

as i tried to kiss her ruby lips.

Like moon she looked a jewel portrait.

Seductive eyes trapping me.

I follow her to the dark,

deep in a world of mournful solitude.

I lose myself in the wondrous sounds i hear,

sweet music as she waits for me.

With a glance she put me on my knees,

as like dawn she rose above me.

When her smooth fingers caressed my skin.

She said as i fell asleep

“long after our earthly days,

in heaven we can start anew.”

– Manmeet Singh Bhatia

(Poetbabu)

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