Me Against The World - Part 2 (Work)

Dangerous Waters I tread, Since my Monster woke,
The path of dishonesty, to show my honesty,
The path of vengeance, to show my innocence,
The roads of ruthlessness, to show my selflessness.

I hide, behind me, My monster hides in me,
Waiting, Staring at my moves, making me raw, wild.
Son of man, Saw wilder things, but said none,
Thats why I aint he, and I fight back, the world, to start the end.

It is coming, I saw it, I pushed myself like a snake,
wandering in the sights of vicious death,
I slept, just to wake up and execute, Execution,
But this time its not me, I will feed ye to the dogs. Soon.

My weeks are passing faster, My plans are working,
My vicious emotions drag me along, the world has made me,
The Victorious bastard, and I don't care anymore,
Like fruits falling only in one basket, and was mine. I rejoice.

Leave me alone, I cry, I am full of the victory claps,
The Gods are proud, the Kings were proud, Oh yes, I was proud,
I proved that i was God, I made myself one,
The invincible, Almighty, the vicious monstrous won.

Sleeping each day, ignorant of those leeches, whom I hated,
I had crushed them under my feet, my luster had overshadowed, their kisses
They had been forgotten, after they were cursed, cursed and sent to shambles,
I, was the only one, the victorious scientist, the beloved one. Curse me and you burn.

And i looked up and stared at the red clouds, and commanded, RAIN,
But the bastards didn't, I was God, and I should be obeyed,
And the skies, turned blood, the sun set laying me in darkness,
Was I not the righteous? Was I not the oppressed? And look what thou had made me,
THE WORLD, It was I and THEM, but I became them, timeline me.

I saw myself crawling on four feet, I had won, But I was left alone,
I was just one, Now I could trust none, I had shown them their true face,
But instead exposed my monster, my filth, was now visible, Murky was I,
They had decomposed, rotting with the Zombies,
And I, I against me, Now I was the world. Was I?

Me Against The World - Part 1 (Work)

This is not an account of how people at work treat me,
This is just my persona, speaking, may be its my perception,
May be, But its the world out there, wanting to chew me down in a thousand pieces,
Its evident, Its right there, waiting each day, like a hungry dog, wanting attention.

Each day I enter, I flash my card, I wait to be obliged,
Making millions each day, pay me cents, pay me less,
Make me want to quit, but like a bonded labour, i work,
Swear if I had a chance, I would thrash them all ye fools.

Entering office, gloomy faces around, only happy face is that of my pc,
Inhuman, but bright, intellectual, but stupid,
Happy faces around, just a couple, for whom i maintain the code,
The only source of creative upsurge, is them, oh beloved.

Mark me, Unmark me, Add me and Negate me,
I am there, right in front of your eyes, oh mighty kings,
But you can't see the faithful, who work under you, you like leeches,
Cling on to you, make you feel good, rotten rats, may you get more kisses.

Its not easy, Working each day, faithfully, undermined, disgraced, teased,
Shame, you redefine my persona, I go beyond, the normal upholding,
Fall down the grave to see a thousand souls, resting, they were smitten,
They were pressed, oppressed, degraded and decomposed, they were lying there,
Zombies.

Opened my eyes, to gaze at the empty office, I was still far from over,
While others were safely in bed, Worried about me were a handful, Can't do much,
Just Moan.
I opened my eyes, opened to sunshine, in that dark hour, in that spliff of smoke on my lips,
And my lungs full of the fire, the monster had risen, from me, the depths. They shall END.

Windows Open

Just as I woke up with a start,
I swallowed some saliva, thinking I saw a ghost,
But may not be one, Just my imagination going wild.
Needless to say there is nothing in this world like that.

Opened my window, saw a shadow,
Hid behind my curtains, watching the show,
Not a ghost, a shadow in the dark, mystery fog,
Needless to say, she was not in white, but in black smog.

4 in the morning, this was just a vision,
A guilty past that I could see, Not think,
Wrong, everything was wrong, my vision, my past,
I was dreaming I thought, coz I could see my darkest fears, immobilizing me.

A Night, or an early morning Vision, All I could see is her,
Crying, the past, was dull, sad, it wasn't a nightmare,
It was the woman and child crying, Sinfully deserted, Lustfully used and thrown,
Crying from the depths of my eternal damnation, the calling of Satan.

I had sinned, Somewhere in the past, Sometime in the past,
I had promised and forgotten, the child, looked like a prey,
Smitten, hungry, upset, dark winds blowing, shadows disappearing,
My mind was playing with me, But it had opened the window......the past

It was at this unearthly hour, 8 years ago, I slept by her,
Dreaming of a wonderful life, a beautiful future,
But like cracked glass, I gave in to the vanity of this world, Money!
I left, seeking the bright future, selfish, alone, and I saw her never.

So I sleep, alone, each day, Just to wake up and leave,
As I left that night, but I sold my soul, To the vanity,
the wealth, the hunger of sick paper, made me leave and close the doors, on her
Leaving the windows, open for the past, the sick thoughts, the past....windows open in despair.
Each night....every night, forever.

New Talk In Town

So there is the new talk in town,
There is some joker, coming up with a new band,
Probability is that I will meet the joker,
Face off must happen, you know why?

Jokes are just inhuman comedy, we laugh at,
Everything is a joke, I feel sometimes,
Then why is it not funny when I make people cry,
Rebuking other people is what joking is, isn't it?

Finally the face appears, he is baldy, and has 2 face,
Fair as milk, he makes me, wana throw up,
He disgusts me, try to make me laugh, There are no laughs,
around me, I tell him that, But he ain't stopping, that disgusting face.

Sorry guys, I owe you an apology,
I haven't posted for long, will make sure I will more often,
There is blatant sense of comedy, I feel, I laugh at him,
I smash his pumpkin head, and do my last laugh in style saying,
"I am the only joker in town, you ain't better than me, Fuck off"

Supra Nights

My nights have suddenly become,
My most ambitions song of my days.
Spending in absolute darkness I see them,
Wealthy and in action,
And I dream on.......

There is not much on TV these days,
But i Still spend my nights for them,
Thinking the next moment to be my next best shot.
But I fail, Critics have no other business, they lie, they fake.
But they say they are real, righteous beasts.

Meanings are no longer meant to say, what meanings suppose,
But they scream out in an obscene way of the night,
The beast stays asleep for the night, but i stay awake thinking, planning.....
What will I do, I am just the last one of my clan,
The remorse that feels in my blood, with hunger in my guts.

My nights are just another statement i shall make to you,
take the right way or the left,
I am here to stay, the rise shall happen, soon......
with me an entire force of righteous, the doomed shall no no longer be cursed.
My time is to begin.......

The nights ......the time i spend with you,
will all go down in history, with that sweet sound of melody flowing down my eyes,
in gold and silver i shall be adorned, the king that i shall be,
the ruler of kingdoms unknown, undisputed, with no count,
Now i speak to all, call out to you my forces, stand for me now or never.....
But i shall still keep calling, spending my nights with you, the keys will lead me to glory.
The two hands that cut me shall be called heroes,
My prophesy is yet to come true.....

No More Bullshit !

This is not a poem or song,
Well telling with a really bad pain,
I am done with this world.
The world of absolute blasphemy.
They just want what they want.

No mindless bullshit anymore.
they don't have time for that,
they are moving fast enough to just 'get to the point' syndrome,
to get their minds and hearts tuned to the fruits of wealth.
Nowhere in this world you can find a friend who can take ,
what you are really saying. they feel its mindless crap.

No heed to anyone, no words said.
Heart to heart and mind in my mouth,
but no one listens, i scream, but they you traveling with the speed of light,
No time to stop and listen to my minds pondering s.
Its like getting lost in the crowd.....again.

I am sick, not with fever, but with this trash,
No one has the mind anymore. they are busy with rock and roll,
their music is my disgust, their wealth is my disgust,
I don't have any , none, i am worthless??
May they live forever......

Started to realize the world is obsessed with milk and honey,
No words of truth, no world of heart, no love,
children are no more learning to grow, they are instead growing to learn,
honey thats the depleting ozone has to say, we are just guests in this world now,
never no when we shall be up, gone and away,
but you will live forever , the disgusted world........

Kill me More

In love and in hate
in war in peace, man forgets,
the main theme,
the natures quest for justice, gets me with surprise,
it lets me analyze the perfect plan, and still the rivalry remains,
the tiff between man and man, and man and nature.

The brilliance in the plan, the technological excellence,
the martyrs of war, the terrorists who die, the nature's wrath,
connections well beyond imagination, beyond human understanding.
Th plan is to kill more, and more and more,
both nature and man and woman.

The grandeur of His plan, the not so much popular games,
the resistance to polictics,
can you gain me a world. the more money i have the more people i can buy,
but can buy nature? well i buy land, buy trees, buy sky, buy space, buy everything but nature itself.
we are its children, but we have overpaid our dues.

Respects have become insults, gestures have become statements,
money has become power, no longer caste , race , sex, holds bar, bar me ,
i am a liberal, but they will kill me. they don't understand.
i am tiny , but i cant be a hero, because hero is just an imagination, fiction.
we all are heroes, we have the power over us, all we need to do is kill.
the more you kill the more you kill,
kill him , kill her kill all, kill me,
kill me more than anything, or nature will...the time has come.....
the killing has begun........come kill me more.