An illusion

Black

The calm sunsets at the beach

with handover the shoulder of

the one who would walk shoulder

to shoulder in all storms and pleasant day.

The breeze makes her hair fly high and she smiles

for a moment could not understand what was

more beautiful her smile or the sunset.

Time the culprit signals that it is time to reach home.

We depart with a sadness that the moment is gone

yet happiness hides behind subtly cause tomorrow

is a new day and we meet once again.

As her home closes by, the heart beats go berserk

not wanting to letting her go.

But the darkness of the skies pushes her inside .

As the moon shines n the chilly wind blazes all out

The heart starts to sobs to hear her sweet voice.

There comes technology to rescue in form of phone.

Talks of the unseen future builds the foundation

for the discussion.

As she says shares how scared she is off

the society, family and the world.

A strange sense of fearlessness

awakens inside him saying will fight it

She gives a laughs and says

he can’t  his family cause she will hit him

if he tries to fight them.

He says he would do anything to make her happy.

She asks the perfect wish, says its way too late

go home eat n sleep.

But she does not know he is hungry for her presence.

Somehow the night ends….

they both slept off saying those three magical words.

They had this all along some good days, some bad days.

Some days they would fight the world for each other. N few days they would fight each other for the world.

Both had d best of times. Her innocence put hiM into a state of self questioning saying was it all true or a dream was he worthy of her.

She would laugh seeing his bedazzled mind.

Then when a drop of tear would roll down his cheek.

She would stop n say it’s all real n how she would leave the entire world for him…

She was like the angel in his demonic life.

She was the moonlight his darklife wanted.

She was the wizard who tamed the dragon.

She was true to him n so was he…

They had everything sorted out.

She was the dam which could hold

back all that the world would hold against him.

She was like this watchful teacher.

She knew it all, she knew how attached he was

she was all that mattered to him,  he would

Lose track of time when she was around.

If she asked he would bring anyone to their knees.

So powerful was his queen, that he would run into

any battle without a second thought…

As age passed when it was all bout have it’s happy little ending,.

There came a hunter,  called reality smashing

those little dreams crushing those promises.

And squandered barely breathing trying to see her ,there was reality laughing , laughing the laughter of death.

She had the sword that cut him…

And she said..it was all an illusion!!!!.

His cry was unheard his anger went out of control.

He wanted to destroy everything that breathed.

Cause it was not promises that where broken along with heart.

It was trust on humanity they went off.

The hands which ones wiped the tears cause tears of pain.

The smile which once soothed his raging heart, today created waves of depression.

Her voice could he heard in his dreams.

She was there yet he could not do anything.

Falling to his knee,  begging for mercy,

Pleading not to betray all were a vain.

Cause as she said, it was all an illusion…

Love died,  heart survived an attack,

Life struggled through, all that was left

were the happy moments of the illusion

Which walks n leaps in the corners of his heart n soul, taunting how he had been fooled into believing he can he happy…

After all it was the best illusion he ever envisioned….yet it was an illusion a black day of life…

Cheers to life

Airboy89

PS – WANTED TO WRITE MORE BUT JUST COULDNT EXPRESS MORE CAUSE OF LOSS OF WORDS… BUT REALITY IS THAT “AN ILLUSION” IS A REALITY !

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In the dark nights…

It’s in the darkness of the night,

My demons come out to play.

They sing a song of death

Yet not kill ,

It’s sings the story of the by gone days.

It’s makes me shed the tears

Which I promised never to shed.

It reminds me of the times we spent together

And pushes me to go in search of you.

It’s show the images of our vivid moments

And taunts that you were never mine to begin with.

It tells me dance to its song 

Till I shut them up they sing the 

Lines of the empty promises you made,

They chant the I Love You in your voice.

They haunt me, taunt me and say

That you brought them inside me.

I fight to prove them wrong 

Till I slither away to sleep.

And the demons says another day we shall fight it in the dark nights……

Let the heart, ache and the mind ,break.

Let the heart, ache into an unbearable pain.

let the mind, break into a million pieces.

For all the memories , for all the laughs

let it haunt you to a sleepless day and night.

For once you have felt all the pain

shed all the tears that flowed like a river.

let the walls be raised around your heart

let the brain be protected by logic forget the magic.

let all the past experience

be a teacher rather than a  master of future.

Let pain be the motivation

let the million pieces become

bricks to rebuild, rewire, re engineer

yourself into the beast mode.

Unbreakable, unshakable.

Let the beast inside roar

with honor and pride

for the battle it has fought….

so let the heart, ache and the mind ,break……

Cheers to Life

Airboy89

 

 

Gloomy storm

Storm

“Can you handle the storm ?”, he asked himself

as he set afoot into a new territory

within him, all was dark and gloomy.

The darkness was becoming his friend

he had seen it coming, yet he did not

stop it from happening, for the storm

seemed  pleasant at that point.

The storm destroyed the words, it drained all

the strength within.

All the feelings burned and formed clouds

all the pain and sorrow gathered and formed a thunder rain

emotions messed and formed a storm of destruction.

And yet in the depth of silence and storm.

There was a calmness waiting to

out power the storm.

But he calmed the calmness and

embraced the storm, since it was

the only companion…!!!!!

 

 

 

A transformation

Transformation

She transformed herself

into a mighty warrior

for she had seen battles

and she had seen the blood shed,

she could not take it no longer

she did not wait for

the knight in shiny armour

She became the knight in

armour.

She took the oath of honour with pride

for she transformed herself from a

victim to a warrior.

 

cheers to life

Airboy89

 

 

We are at war

There were times of peace

there was a time

when we stood together

i was on my knees

trusting you

without questioning you.

When the world around trembled

i stood with the belief

that you shall and will

be there for me,

Even when you took away the

world away from me

i stood there patiently, angrily

and started thinking of your

existence, only then did i realize

you were a figment of my imagination

supported by the mass

and ridiculed by the few.

only then did i realize

i was in a dream

and i woke up

and now we are at war

even though

your existence is at question.

Am not sad, am not angry am not a fool

to follow you or believe you

for we are at war, not with you but with beliefs

of your existance

for you are a figment of imagination…..

 

as quoted by Bertrand Russel – “No one can sit at the bedside of a dying child and still believe in God.”

 

Cheers to life

Airboy89

 

Purpose

Purpose –

The search began for the purpose of life,

the journey was started under the dark moonless night

the stars served as dots,

and the mind started connecting the dots.

Suddenly the aimless life seemed to be filled

with curiosity and appreciation for oneself.

The urge to prove to oneself was more important

than proving to others.

The mind saw the things which the eyes

could not see ..

may be that was the purpose of life to find oneself

while being lost in the darkness

and realize that we are the light that we are in search of.

The stupidity of others did not bother

cause the mind understood that they are

lost and yet they do not realize it.

Judgmental person turned into a silent observer.

For he had found the purpose of his life

which was to find himself through

himself for that was the purpose of life

to be found by oneself in a jungle of many.

 

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Cheers to life

Airboy89