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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Dancing with darkness

As the stage was set with

a million light and one spot light

the heart started its walk towards

the locked doors of the past and knocks;

the mind begs for mercy not to

open the door, the soul laughs at both.

In the end the heart won and the door opens

the walk turns into a ballad between

reality and dreams.

The eyes sprinkles water on the occasion,

the souls gives a shout out so

loud that all go deaf expect oneself..

Darkness looks so pretty amidst all this

chaos.

There is just rage warming the cold heart.

There is guilt, there is pain

there is countless prayers to the unseen.

And then comes out the devil

calling out for a dance.

As the soul lends out the hand,

both dance in the darkness

shouldering one and another.

There was no harm from darkness

as society warned, the perception

towards darkness changed the day

light gave up on him

and darkness was the only ally who stood by.

alcohol is the drink which can

partly drench his thirst and sooth .

Her smile though was more intoxicating than alcohol itself,

so strong that even years after she left

it was still etched in his heart and soul till date.

Every tear that is shed out

is in remembrance of the time spent together

it is the only thing left in life for she was no longer there.

trying to find her amidst every crowd,

created anxiety and thus he secluded himself

from society.

Trying to find her knowing it will

hurt him, all he wanted was to just see her

from distance at least, cause all he wanted

was to know if she is doing well

cause she was the princess he once fought battles along side with.

She was a majestic being

she was humble at one point in life

and all that was etched onto his soul

that what ever was the betrayal he encountered

from her was perceived as  an act of necessity.

There he stood dancing with the darkness

as all these thoughts haunting inside and outside

was that smile and careless outlook

as if nothing really happened to the bruised soul

Cheers to life

Airboy89

 

 

and thats it…

It was meant to be

or was it intended to be

both lead to the same outcome

on a smaller scale.

memories were created

knowing that the

future was unknown.

It didnt hurt a bit

when reality bit in installments

But it hurt when the installments

added up to the larger picture

and created you and I

from us.

What once united us

made you and me today.

There is no tears in

the depth of regret.

There is no pain in

the well of depression.

There is just

a small

hope,

hope not for the new

beginning, but a hope

for a dark subtle

life away from all

and the world.

But everytime

I try to reach that paradise

which I call as such,

Is withheld by the thought of

the massacre it would

leave behind if i reach my destination.

there is no medicine to cure these

sleepless nights

There is no music to sooth

there is just

the thoughts, thoughts

which not all understand.

An all time working brain

to mum the heart.

Words metaphorically

trying to express the depth of thoughts

same time not to be understand by all

for that is meant to be; for that is truly intended to be…..

and that’s it.

 

Cheers to life

 

 

 

 

Maddening the MAD

Maddening

Ages passed by, seasons changed by

but the stale memory never did change

As he stood staring at the stars

remembering that it was the same stars

which he once saw sitting beside her.

Life was cruel for it had

taken her away from him

but not her memories

only to haunt and torture

like an endless source of pain.

The god whom he once deeply prayed and believed in

seemed to have  gone silent

his faith was shattered not only on religion

but on humanity.

For he saw betrayal from the one

who was innocent as a baby.

There was anger there was a silent cry

unhearable by all.

There was a fake smile on the face

to hide away all the

pain,

Even death had forsaken him

for that too ran away when he sought it.

Society laughed, for that was all it could do.

but the pain, the tears never went away from

him, loneliness became his best friend.

That when he realized

bad people are not born they are

just created by the “good people” .

.

.

.

That’s life many said…

 

cheers to life

 

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

 

 

Empire of anger

The kingdom of happiness

was destroyed by betrayal,

the guardian of peace

was left hammered and squandered.

All was felt lost, a river of tears

flowed like a flood.

amidst all the chaos

an empire was slowly being built;

anger was the general, rage were the soldiers

tears were the fuel for energy.

Distances were covered, oceans were crossed

reason took a back seat as the urge to win

was full speed ahead.

Pride was hurt, truth was denied,

loyalty was shattered.

death stood aside and laughed at

the struggle .

God disappeared, the devil appeared and stood by.

Pain became strength, solitude became an attitude.

memories became a lesson.

sorrow became sword of destruction.

finally a villian was born amongst hero’s

and irony was he was the fallen and

an angel was the one who threw him off.

thus an empire of anger was built

with blood sweat tears n words…….

 

cheers to life

Airboy89

 

 

Ye olde Heart…

As the moon rises in the dark sky

so does the tide of emotions which starts

hitting the shores of the heart

corroding the stones that guard

the brain from these emotional

turmoil.

The strong cringe to the pain

of sorrow begins.

The smiling face suddenly puts on a battle gear

for a battle worst than ever.

Morning light seems forever to come,

as the battle rages into the late night.

tears couldn’t bandage the damage

regret could not ease the pain

anger couldn’t bring back the happiness

prayers couldn’t change the reality.

Gallons of spirit,wouldn’t lift

his spirit.

Density of smoke couldn’t warm

the coldness that had frozen the heart

no amount of running could help

reach the destiny that the heart desired.

Then arose the monster, for

the battle continues for ye olde heart to really

become ye olde heart….

cheers to life

Airboy89