Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Daemon

This one is bout the dark inside, the dark with a pride, but i dont think i wrote well enough, coz im sick with a flu and cough, doctors actually suspect its swine flu, they even gave me tamiflu..can u say cool?..haha anyway hope its good..

No longer inside,
No reason, to hide,
always out of sight,
No more, he wants,
to fight,
maim, kill, bite,
and show the world his might,
set it on fire, alight,
The power breaks free,
The wings burst out,
his rage burns,
he screams, he shouts,
everything else,
burns away,
its just him and,
his rage today,
his eyes fill blood,
his fire like a flood,
immortality his blade,
feared he be, coz feared were,
those he slayed,
insanity he raised,
it cannot rest,
it cannot be laid,
it fuels his rage,
even as he rips,
apart the cage,
The daemon unleashed,
unmatched, unswayed,
he keeps coming,
no path left, unrazed,
hell for those who,
who cross his way,
would seem tamer,
then death by his blade,
But then he stops,
he waits,
there is another,
he needs to break,
his own heart,
before fully enraged,
so he waits,
even as his heart,
spins another cage,
a cage, he would,
again break

Godlover

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

People

People surprise me, everday
the little things they do,
the little things they say,
it belies how they look,
puts them in a different way,
so much niceness in a person,
if only people stopped to listen,
took time to reason,
and peeled the outer skin away,
coz everybody is good inside,
at least a little pure,
a little white,
thats what i always say,
You know thats true,
even those who have hated you,
they are still human too,
You just need to find,
the way to get through,
what do you have to prove,
by trying to make them rue?,
they have their own troubles,
their own woes too,
so take a walk,
in their shoes,
before you talk,
hurt and bruise,
Dont blow your fuse,
Dont refuse,
when peace comes calling,
that you choose,
dont even think of abuse,
play by the rules,
coz everyone is good inside,
we just need to look deep down,
and choose,
to be nice, to be true,
that goes for both,
Me and You

Godlover

Tuesday, August 4, 2009

Back again

Its time to unwind,
time to write a rhyme,
You start with one line,
words taken from the mind,
heartfelt emotions,
You then bind,
taken from inspirations,
You find,
It could be,
the girl you pined for,
or those who treated you kind,
the life you worked for,
or your youth, your prime,
The things that made you roar,
or times when you whined,
the rain, the downpour,
a personal favourite of mine,
Then theres God the all pure,
a perfection so fine,
and the tales of His lore,
which stretch beyond time,
coz without His might,
I wouldn even write,
not with everything,
squeezing me so tight,
Id go all wrong,
not knowing whats right,
like being blind,
even with perfect sight,
so i thank Him again tonight,
for giving me strength to fight,
enabling me to scale,
greater heights,
even among dimming lights,
with the gifts He gave me,
always at my side,
so hang on alright,
im back,
after a brief respite,
my words again,
like dynamite,
burning through,
the shadows where i hide,
as long as His will in me,
shining, forever Bright

Godlover