We'll paint
The world with
Red pastels
And sing in the
Meadows of
Numbness
Break the crystals
And challenge
Time immemorial
For every wilted rose
They went against
Your thoughts and mine
Striking the wall
With graffiti
like bayonets
And the hourglass
Breaking the ravages of time
We'll watch the constellations
On nights when
The galaxy will be
Unharmed
By the floating debris
And humanity.

It's corrupting my soul
And emitting words
Like radiations from a forgotten planet
They had been soiled
Earthed to the ground
But the liquor makes my tongue languid
And pertinently corrupt
I've sent a few messages
They're undeniable
They'll not only disappear like smoke in the haze
They will make me choke on my tongue
They'll leave me intoxicated
Crush your expectations
Certainly.

If the power lies within
I will reconcile myself and make it believe
That the truth is indestructible
And those chasing pavements have found their ways

If the truth is indestructible
I will fight for my life
Utopianism will become a model of nothingness
I will cross the boundaries

If I fight for my life
I will beguile some time by living for myself
And be oblivious to all those worldly claims
Live for people encumbered with debts

If I live for people encumbered with debts
I will monopolise the crass ingenues
And help them overshadow the mighty
I will be immune to the white lies and .

Every inch of my enthusiasm
Seemed to bifurcate into the hypnotic chasms
Considering it to be a cynical manipulation
Made the situation even worse
Every soul around exalted their emotions
And I stood in the corner
Behind a pillar of dramatic fluctuations
Mediocre skills
High hopes
Delusional beliefs
Every thought in my mind seemed to jeopardise my future
All the hypocrites and their sanctimonious talks now were unraveled
I wondered why my ingenuity was being tested
I died wondering why the chaos in my mind was stopping me from living.

They're the burning coal
In the satiated winter morning
With snow falling on the ground
And the fire burning with vigour

They're like the veins
On the creepy swollen leaves
Falling down from trees in autumn
Being crushed beneath those dreams

They're like the casks of wine
Left open on the street
Flowing into the sewer
Dissembling people's thoughts

They're like grains of sand
In one hourglass
There for each other
Together Breaking the ravages of time.

It's cold
And my words
Are flowing away
Like dandelion seeds
Into the fields
The vast green meadows
Abruptly
And the questions
In my mind
Are now scattered
Like star dust
Among the audience
But I stand like
A harlequin
With my body numb
And my dying soul
Trying to resurrect itself
And my warbling fate
Longing to take a turn.

I cannot see
The bitter truth
Lying beneath the stones I've broken
Carved on those little pieces
Objectifying shattered hopes
Strenuously believe it's going to be alright
And purport to be satiated
I cannot ignore the buzz of the crowd
And let down the expectation
Of people whose brains collapsed
While serving me
I cannot see what lies beneath the oceans
And walk past those innumerable secrets
With my eyes closed
And my ribs holding on to my lungs
And my cigarette stained hands yearning for demise.