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The Poetry Of Life
A Film by
Manmeet Singh Bhatia
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A Gothic Romance
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
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
Forgiveness
Born in the parlor with all that I have,
No one above me to show me the path,
History is hollow and so is my life,
The hell below me will show me its wrath.
God forgive me for being that I am not,
God forgive me for behaving like a rot,
God forgive me for throwing what I’ve got,
God forgive me for being that I am not. G
ardens around me that I had devoured,
People around me that I had empowered,
And all the evil, the deaths had I showered,
Incorporated, oh I am such a coward.
God forgive me for being that I am not,
God forgive me for behaving like a rot,
God forgive me for throwing what I’ve got,
God forgive me for being that I am not.
For being he who announced “Norvus Ordo seclorum”,
I am the one who should be punished,
For bringing in the order of Destruction,
For being the one who did not think to refurnish.
God forgive me for being that I am not,
God forgive me for behaving like a rot,
God forgive me for throwing what I’ve got,
God forgive me for being that I am not.
I am as guilty if guilty is charged,
For thinking of self and never the world,
As all of them who ought to choose my path,
As all the humanity who has to be hurled……(with me).
Younus Yousuf
Oblivion River
With the dying sun and moon, starts the process of shadow sea.
He who bears will witness, his body laid in heavy stone grave.
Behind the veil of sound, earth wept, summer’s light disappear.
His body placed in the boat. Winter and darkness wins.
I will come back. I will come again. When winter’s spirits are weak, I will rise again.
Under the earth, the hidden world resides.
Behind the clouds against the west, the winter and autumn, holding a party.
It is cold and dark in the deep, grow where only shadows.
Where there is darkness creeping, the skin reads horror.
Dead rests in white garments behind the heavy cold stone doors,
but listen to death army you occasionally hear the song.
Sadistic Bastard (Chapter 1) – My Dead Ex Girlfriend.
oh. fuck .. she isn’t moving..
ah…. (growl)
my dead ex-girlfriend
i killed her with a wire
she kept asking me why
when i punched her in her eyes
and fucked her all night
oh.. my.. (growl)
i was so.. high..
i dont know why i came here
i dont know when i slept.
her bruises, her blood.
i was so absurd ,
so brutal, i hit her and..
i took her to bed.
and now she is dead.. (growl)
my ex-girlfriend is dead..
ah.. (growl)
on my bed.
oh. fuck .. she isn’t moving..
ah…. (growl)
my dead ex-girlfriend
i killed her with a wire
she kept asking me why
when i punched her in her eyes
and raped her all night
oh.. my.. (growl)
i was so.. high..
but now she is dead.
FATHER, forgive me for i know not what i did.
-Poetbabu