Thoughts, suffocating me.

Today, I do not send these words out to alter the revolting mentality and beliefs of other human beings. Instead, I speak to the universe itself and implore it to see within itself, to interpret the palpability of anguish and misery that resides here.
We are living in the twenty first century, but we must admit that our perception and temperament belongs to that of the ancient civilisation. Religion, in this epoch, is somewhat of an ambiguity. Despite the fact that each religion preaches in co-relevance with another. However, it is our very own pride and ego that shields us from sanity. We are at a war with our own people, with our own religion, I dare say. If we refrain ourselves from respecting and honouring other religions, pray and tell, how is it that we can establish peace amidst our society?
Each doctrine of faith is divided unto two categories, the ones who balance out their life by living in accordance with the religion they follow and the ones who corrupt the name of their own religion, degrading and committing such sacrilegious deeds, contradicting the very core of the religion they believe they so diligently follow.
Earlier this week, it came to my attention that Germans were carrying our protests against Islam, not Muslims, not extremists but Islam. As many as twenty five thousand people contributed to it. And I was as disgusted as I was saddened by this barbaric act of Europeans. They consider themselves as a species that is somewhat unbiased, with-holding no prejudice. However, I must ask that if carrying out rallies against a religion that, whatsoever, holds no affiliation with such apocalyptic and brutal repercussions.
Hundreds of thousands of Muslims died in Gaza and and thousands of them are victimised every day in various other countries, are they given any thought? No, they are considered as inescapable casualties. A dozen French murdered, and they debase and dehumanise an entire religion based on that and nothing antagonises me more. Europeans and Americans murder their own, hundreds of them each second to gratify their self-esteem, and their cannibalistic actions are concluded as maudlin incidents, and not acts of terror.
ISIS, for instance, they kidnapped citizens of one of the most innocent and innocuous nations, Japan.
IS, in my opinion, is the ugliest fate this world could ever encounter. Even dogs don’t kill their own. And here they are, vultures, victimising their own kind, and all to contend their own unmanly pride.
In their defence, enslaving women and beheading men is but a sinless act. But I ask of you, which part of the Holy Quran permits such barbaric acts? They are generating such hatred for Islam throughout the world that it is turning into an abysmal religion, a religion that everyone stands against. The pigs belonging to the ISIS proudly hold their heads high and inform us that they are honouring Islam, and Allah. That their laurel lies in the cannibalistic murders that they oh-so righteously commit. But when has Islam ever preached that sexually assaulting women is acceptable. Such garbage, such cowardice, exploiting Islam. Nothing disgusts me more that the knowledge that such people have adopted this magnificent religion to stand against.

No religion justifies such merciless mutilations. And certainly not Islam.

A Rain Affair

The wan grey sky showers
Droplets of mystical water

Amidst, the thunder rumbles
The clouds come and hurdle

The garden of dead comes to life
Scent of flowers for miles and miles

The deep crimson, a rose’s knight
Chirping birds, a morning’s right

In this sweet season of verdant paradise
The melody of the raindrops, flinging

A flight of sparrows against the sunrise
The arc of septet colours over all dyes

Fluttering sounds, butterflies surround
Within this unravelling light, love unbound!

Lights Of Sin

Under the deep blue ocean
I clamber for air as I gaze
Labyrinth of corals razed
The liveliness hither, erased

An environ devoid of spirit
I fear the wrath of deities
Their gnawing shadows of ire
I’m unhinged to delight my sire

In the dead of the gloom of sea
I feel the magic perish within me
I flap my fins, struggle to float
I drift along the ruins of the shore

And as I yearn for an illusion of love
I’m strained to revel in a mayhem
The city of lights, a wrecked havoc
A mickle of blood, numbed souls in pain.

My Soul’s Affair

I close my eyes and dream at night
For a miracle or a chance to fight
Love and magic, a candle for a sight
Maybe a trail of stars burning bright

The hem of my hope remains unseen
Traitorous laughter, an abyssal veil
Ramifying me away from my dreams
Inconceivable, therefore, becomes me

I am alive but dead, slain and drained
For I lie in a pit of bottomless snares
You feel my pain, you sense my disdain
With my music of shame, you celebrate

Yet infatuated, I stick with you and bear
The infliction on me which is all you share
For you are my hero and my truth in dares
You are my heart beat, my soul’s affair!

Broken Love

I feel the lure of the morning star
In a time when darkness hounds

The sun sets, but we remain lost.
Along the ashes, we are left to rot.

My heart beats, to say its all wrong
Perhaps this is our fate, a broken rail

My dream was to become your magical one
Not so stuporous to this meaningless love

Invincible, we were, cursed, we stand now
Hate and pain, our comrades, trained

Unfathomably, inconceivably, we live this lie
Like these wane shadows of ravens in disguise

Lonely again, we provocatively play a lost game
For some joyous rays , this is just not the way

Ashamed, we wander hopelessly on this path of nay
We may live to bear witness to another abyssal day!

Fluttering Towards Death

Fluttering Towards Death

Despair is a tyranny
Fashioned to infinity
Infiltrated with pain
Trifling in a bay of wane

Melancholy and insane
Tainted like a mundane
Showered under disdain
I howl, enigmatically inflamed.

Drenched, I am in this rain
Droplets of unbearable bane
Cryptically, I am feigned awake
Traitorous to joy and fay

Suffocated and strangled
My heart has been abandoned
Exorcised spirit, irked and ailed
Shied to nay, my longings await.

Our Little Planet

It is a sight of drowning despair
Where war between love and disdain
Strains to become an unforgivable pain
We fight when we can bring peace
Shadowed by love in this world
Its like humanity never existed
Where love is felt to be a weakness
While heartlessness the greatest strength
Its a deplorable sight to bear
Hate and lie and vain stretch beyond the plain
Too far for my eyes to even follow
A never-ending share of unwanted chain
This show of lacking care
Has only one outcome
However damned this planet be
Its best for us to close our eyes
And dream on and on
Knowing that we destroyed it all
And alas! Its the Creater we blame
For every pain that came ourway
And this lamented night
Tainted with excruciating torment
How I wish I could change it all
Roll a dice and make this evil fall
End the sorrow for once and for all
What a pity its only a dream
A dream I only want to come true!

Hope

My virtue is failing
My heart is sailing
Sadness bailing
And life is trailing

My train of thoughts
Anguish and pain
Drifting away, I feel
Turning me sane!

Moon light streaming
Creating a dream
Your love so poignant
One that shan’t heal

Hope won’t derail
Your love will never fail
Time will always hail
For a heart like you, today!