Paint my soul black

That's all

Its for my love to the north God

and hatred most to all swords

that i now pronounce you all coward

that soul is maligned and left scarred...

no sympathy for his body bleeding abrupt

when inside some births have got corrupt

so rot or cry or burn in hell

its a goddish attempt to plan a shell

a shell that captures all of us

while no soul need to stay dwell

she died the day 

your flesh developed

mesmerized your eyes

were just momentarily and fake

so no more love to all the Gods

rest is not a rest at all, peace is a dogma

a social bullshit to keep you in a shell

a shell that is built of bodies

and where soul is scarred

let me say the wind is changed

black is the goal 

where bodies are turning

black is where

the shell will be

and black shall be the soul..

let me say it true and clear

i've not said a truth since time

we are just a nobody in here

death is what we will cheer

'cause no one enjoys life

its a piece of s**t and bluff

closed eyes is the moment

soul awakes 

that's why its called RIP

a bliss in a blip

what are you doing or what have you done?

accepting it all 

feeling it none

let mind not go nodding

will it rebel ever, bro?

let mind run its path

while you know

that will it last in the blast

blast of social structures

and plans

in the end, you know

it will blast

it always had...

and let me come to me

when i say truth to you

my eyes blink at me too..

let me say it all again

i was born with it all

now its just some brave withdrawal

days of damn and love and lust

i've gone through the winds of change

looking at stars and wonders at them

is what made me who i am

my eyes are not curious outward

it resides in itself and lost

lost in graveyard of junk

that came since big bang

lost in every bit of dust

and what made it last..

i talk to you sometimes

and life seems buried in some box

then i find the culprit is brain

going from east to west

with no reason at all

some words of wisdom i write on my pyre

"seldom have i said that it was going to waste

but what matters are the words unsaid...

mostly it's like a doll of mud going inside the sea

and i am going there to rest for a while..

when i come will i see it anew 

or will it just

be the rolling further down of 

me in my past?

will i be one of dying stars

or another man with falling  heart?

will i remain broken and lost

or will there be a God to watch?

Yes, it's my dream to watch

Him start 

how it ends doesn't matter

why it starts 

and why it stops?"

Reviews

[Ruth]

Wow...think this is a favourite of yours for me...the purge is palpable, the depths of darkness tangible. The roller coaster of emotion is shattering in this piece Guarav...a brilliant poem of despair and yet somehow conviction also, both are possible in those times where shadow reigns :)

[Gaurav]

Thank you Ruth for your consistent like :)

[DAH]

The misery here is as real as it gets, as if "buried in some box" (nice!)
And this line holds such significance for this reader: "how it ends doesn't matter"

Bravo Poet!

DAH

[Gaurav]

Thank you for your review :)

[barleygirl]

What I love about this outpouring of frustration and misery . . . every so often you devolve into some crass line of exasperated swearing . . . these are like punctuation marks here & there to show how utterly crude this narrator feels, unable to polish the words in a poetic way. Most of your lines sound poetic, mind you. I'm just saying these occasional bursts of profanity are well-placed & effective. Some write a long piece of misery & put too much profanity thru-out, which waters down the intensity of using profanity. You use profanity judiciously & it's more powerful that way. This is actually a very artistic rendition of misery. I really feel how bad this guy feels in many different ways, but the suffering is so creatively crafted, it feels like a soliloquy of woe, in artful ways (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

[Robert Robbie Lord Dudl..]

Painted black the soul.. outgoing in word,

A good poem about chrome gone.

[Gaurav]

thank you brother