Nostradamus – II

The Poetry Of Life

A Film by
Manmeet Singh Bhatia

Music: http://www.purple-planet.com

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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

24 Carat Sleep

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.

– Poetbabu

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