At Long Last…A Way Out

​Dated – Feb 18th 2017
When we experience things and grow up,

And have had our fill from Life’s cup
At long last we are offered a way out,

An infinite one-way road without a doubt
Some of us who are tired choose the way out earlier,

Without giving second chances to make things clearer
And what is the importance of second chances?

I believe it’s a peek into Existence’s smaller nuances
Small things become important as we reach our final destination,

All the things that we worked for, a verdict for our final reputation
In the end some might ask – “Do we even matter?”

“Yes” – Say the one’s who’ve never dared to falter
Living in fear of what our way out might be like,

Only makes our present suffer, skewered on a spike
What fears lay within us all on this quest called Life?

What trials must we go through to cease our inner strife?
And what if existence were to be forever?

Would we still drown ourselves in greedy endeavours?
A way out from this perceptive plane,

Is what some amongst us would call a bane
A way out from this mundane plane,

Is what some would call a non-negotiable gain
As true and sure as the chronicle of Time,

We grew accustomed to ignore our World’s Rhyme
We are scared, curbing our will to live fully,

Instead we dwell deliriously in each other’s folly
A second thought about our ephemeral existence,

Should continue to imbue us with Hope and Persistence
Our curiosity for the After-life results in a rift between us,

Causing conflict tearing the world apart for the children amongst us
Do you ever wonder why we find it so hard,

To enjoy the Song of One from a truthful Bard?
Shouldn’t the truth about our short time here,

Teach us to live as one and together persevere?
At long last, for a moment we seem to have found our way out,

In Death, the only destiny all of us share without a doubt

Loop Of Insanity

​As I fall deeper into the depths of my mind,

I find there is a lapse in all things kind

Free spirit is what you think you are,

But you are bound by the clock that keeps the hour

Always forced to pursue vacant happiness,

Forced to conform with this society’s madness

No,this is not the way I want to be,

I would rather die than in your world be free,

For you see,there is nothing but pain and misery,

In my mind,where the demons of the past run free

Lost within and stuck inside this loop of insanity,

I wont be force fed your version of clarity,

I will find my way through this psychotic reality,

And fly away free from the pull of your complacent gravity

I refuse to be a part of your lack of understanding,

I refuse to contribute to the lies that led to my maddening,

I will travel beyond and find the truth though it is saddening,

I would rather die than succumb to your system’s demanding

I’m caught in this loop of insanity,

Searching for a vision with no clarity,

Unsuccumbing to society’s lucid conformity,

I will find my way through your mundane reality

Far above and beyond,but within,

In a pale land without honour or sin,

Insanity to me is as close as blood-kin,

A freind against whom I cannot fathom to win

Far away from your world of fantasy,

I’m caught in this loop of insanity,

Coming to grip with this world’s reality,

Always searching for a vision with no clarity

The Voice Inside

​The voice inside your head,

Let’s you be

The voice inside your head,

Commands you to see

The voice inside your head let’s you be,

More than anything around that you see

The voice inside chokes,coughs and dies,

And your soul becomes naked to all the lies

The voice inside used to perceive,

All the truth there is to receive

Hear the voice inside my friend,

And meet with Death, your end