Submissions by dementedman

The mist and the fog, they are hugging me around, and the venomous fumes,
They drown me, even as I smoke the devils out, & out in the darkness,
Lurks the haunting past, my own Satan.

“What is to be done”, I think, lost in my own solitary wackness,
And just then I hear some noises from the ubiquity.
“ Its been long”, they say. Oh! The angels voice!

I was until then stuck in the persistent hypnosis,
Refusing to be awakened from the mesmeric torments.
But the strange voices, they are pulling me and,
Out of the darkness, I cry to my lord!
...

The silent evening was drowning me, in its doleful orange light &
I sat there, unable to move, reminiscing the days that had passed &
I smoked out the quite grey fumes, hoping that it would burn my heart.

Oh! & then they looked at me, those beautiful, merciless eyes.
“I am sorry”, she says, but, what is there to forgive?
Isn’t this what was supposed to happen?
She never loved me & neither did I!

Again, the emptiness brims in me in me.
Oh! The hollow emptiness of life.
She goes on jabbering and its all so futile.
My mind wanders...

The rain drops fall on the ground
or, is it my heart that bleeds
The dark clouds cover me around
or,is it my soul that bleats

I see nothing around me
some far voices calling my name
Some cruel cries from the vastness
They burn my heart in a flame

I see blood dripping on the scorched land
Scorched with the hatred of love
Scorched without the light of love

Oh this is my blood!
and I let them fall on the ground
slowly falling, dripping on the ground

Every drop reminding me,
reminding of all the mistakes I made...