There Shall be Light

(Another short poem from long ago)

The small shall take up the large,

The little belittle many.

Pride comes before the fall,

Humility before honor.

The Stone that was rejected,

Shall become the Capstone.

Matter shall consume anti-matter,

And there shall be light . . .

Sail thro' Life

This is neither me nor is it you,
Its you and me with a proverbial due.
In a journey called life.What a trip!
Sailing on board friendship!

THE LOVE OF A PRINCE

THE LOVE OF A PRINCE

The gates were open by the night,
The royal guards found the room empty.
For he couldn't sleep,he had no peace,
All was given'm but all he had,
He didn't have.
For love is so powerful when its far,
Its blinds the eye,wakes at night.

To be Continued . . .

A STING SO DEEP

A sting so deep

A sound i hear,a sound so sweet,
In the melancholy of a friend,
A friend,i am so glad.

Our walk through the gardens,
We saw the beautiful life lain,
The fleeting glamor,the sustaining demeanor,
The chase was on,before it was all gone.
One thought that struck,one parted direction.

One sip of the poison sour,
One bloody dagger of lour.
A miss so painful,
A sting so deep.

The Chosen One

The sun went home that evening,
History was seeking a new meaning.
The prophecies were to come to pass,
During the hours of secrecy,a baby to be born.

The stars twinkled and blinked,
Is this the one you chose?,
They appealed to their master.

The rulers of the heavens inquired,
A mere mortal balancing the fate of all?
The whole of the universe looked puzzling.

The gods and goddesses rose up,
They couldn't see where it will lead to.
Then He stood and looked down to the earth,
A world low by their standards,
A mere hand grasp of the cosmos,
He looked at the frail babe
And He spoke,
That's my son!

The Hood Of Time

The Hood Of Time


A time to be born,a time to die,
A time to sing,a time to mourn.
A time to fight,a time to embrace,
A time for everything under the sun.

Time hurts and time heals,
Time carries and it makes you walk.
Time hides and time reveals,
Time helps you grow under the sun.

Time is the greatest enemy,
And the closest ally.
The secret of time is perfection,
And the mystery of time is patience.

The dark night

Maybe I was stronger back then,

But I am frail now,

My strength is spent now when,

I had never been low.

I had the wind to my face,

And I was hot on chase.

I had the power and the shower,

The favour and the savour.

But a fool I were not to see,

What a single night did to me.

The eons of labour, skill and excellence,

Crushed by one moment of Defiance.

THE REAL LIE (part 2)

THE REAL LIE

A plotter more ancient than man himself,
Jealous of the glory he was clothed with,
Aroused with rage by what was once his.
The former glory,the new adversary.
Now the plan is ready,a crafty deception.
Seduction would be easy,
Luring with the secret knowledge.
It is inevitable.
Man would fall

THE REAL LIE

THE REAL LIE

Its form looks so real,its words so true,
The face magnificent,the structure flawless.
The voice reassuring,the hand so firm,
Bright eyes and the lovely smile.
The expressions clear and attire calm.
Sinister heart that people miss,its wrong.
A cryptic plan,a master scheme.

---To be Continued

THE INK OF BLOOD

THE INK OF BLOOD ( BEYOND THE MUNDANE SERIES)

My pen did not know,i was writing,
My heart aloud,
Other wise it would have sucked my blood
And spat it out.
On the white paper like a saint's robe
Would have been like a martyr's cloak.(blood soak)

For its the ink of blood,the pen of blades,
Piercing the soul,tearing the heart.
Be afraid.For we are at war,
Against the invisible.
Realms beyond the mundane.
But the battle is decided here.
In the facile world of mere mortals.

It's the battle for the ultimate prize,
The human race.
The opponents wants the other to be late,
Deciding man's fate.
For the tiny speck in the vast galaxy,
Plans of eternity.
But in the coming fulfillment of time,
The light will shine

STAND UP AGAIN

STAND UP AGAIN

There is no one as a perfect person,
There is nothing as a perfect life.
There is only those who
Stand up again after a fall,
And a life cared to be stitched,
To hide the scars beneath.

REACHING THE OTHER SIDE

REACHING THE OTHER SIDE


Sometimes i feel like walking alone,
In the deserted streets under moonlight.
With the cool air to my indulgence,
My shadow to smile at.
The sweet tune of nature all around,
Fancying the creatures lurking in the dark,
A beautiful memory to cherish.

I wish i were free,free from the things,
That pull me down,drowning me.
I know i wont escape death,
But reaching the other side is an ordained task.
Reproachful,yet i'll have my last glance.

Living the Dying LIfe

Living the dying life

A distant dream,
a far-off reality,
The surrounding scare,
the plentiful poison.
A sun dark,a day gloomy.
A street of dead,
a city of zombies.
The sorrowful spirit without a soul.
Dying every night,
there's no day.
Its all inside us,
To live a dying life,
Rather die a living death

Dream Reality (Poem)

Dream Reality (Poem)


When a day ends,another is born.
After our strength is spent,a new dawn.
But now we have an open door,
To apparate into another world.

In a twinkle of the eye,we emerge.
Into a dreality(dream reality),
There is no fear,no burden.
All we know is we rule here.
Over rule reality,stretching time.

Zion is calling

Zion is calling


The light is going out,
And darkness is creeping in.
The pleasant morning with the beautiful sky,
Its fading away.
The hours of the night with the dread,
Is on its way.
A generation is eating and drinking,
For tomorrow they die.


But a meager fill their lamps,
For a twilight journey.
Of the multitudes,a handful escape,
Among the chosen few, undeceived rare.


In the coming dark hours,none can stand,
Nor work out anything worthwhile.
For people die without knowledge,
And a generation, lost without understanding.
Zion is calling,we cannot delay.
Reach the mounts of God,
Before the oil runs out.

To see beyond-Worlds Beyond the Mundane Series

To see Beyond

We see the light,the dark night.
We see the sun rise and race back to its hiding.
But we are all in an insomnia,
Never asleep and never really awake.
And not all of us see the magic beyond the mundane.
The insight into the dark,its not sold in the streets.
Only a meager reach the end of the infinite tunnel,
To see what lies beyond.

The Song of Life

The Song Of Life

Sing a song,no matter how long,
With tears and cheers.
Pitch it high and low.Let the hearts
Of those who hear
Flow,as ice melted to water.
Pure and gentle.
Let that song be your Life.

A lonely Soul

Once when i was walkin on the road
I suddenly felt like the whole world has deserted me,
I felt a pang of loneliness in my heart,
Though i consoled myself sayin there's nothing to worry,
Deep inside my heart i found that emptiness...


Lying and thinking that night,
How to find my soul a home, where water is not thirsty
And bread is not stone,I came up with one thing
And i don'd think i'm wrong That nobody but nobody,
Can make it out here alone...


And unreasonably long hours passed,
And i'm still all alone,not one word heard,
I found myself desperate and abandoned and all exhausted,
Never before i've felt such loneliness,
Waiting a long more patiently to burst out...

Feeling that there is no one for me,
I suddenly heard a voice sayin
"Know that you are not alone
In all your adversity
For by your side through and through
Is where i'll always be
To Love you and to Strengthen you...

By,
Prets

The Strength of My Beat

The Strength of My Beat

Life is fair;
Luck is rare.
Life is the mare
You dare to care

Its all the same
Till you see a dame,
Find the new fame
With her sweet name.

Then,i turn green
Turning down the screen
To hide my lost reign
Another hopeless feign

When filth predominates my greet
When envy rules me neat
When sense saves no seat
I seek the strength of my beat.

Amidst all my pain
And a futile gain
Mishap beats the main
This time and again..
From all that my chances despoil
When all my plans embroil
I will surely recoil
Once again to toil..



--
regards ,
Azure.

Beauty and the Beast

Beauty and the Beast


It shows you the love of a mother,
The care of a father.
Then it squeezes you,hurting your heart.
It tears your flesh.

It takes you to a slender sister,
A hug of a friend.
Then it pours down for you,a cup of sorrow.
Makes you taste betrayal.

It takes you to a lofty hill-a mighty mountain,
Shows you all the richess.
Then it breaks you down bit by bit.
It sucks you soul.

Its full of love and pain,trust-betrayal,
Choices that makes or breaks.
The senses dumb,the mundane illusion,
Life-its the beauty and the beast.