Sun's rising
Bird's chirping
World's spinning
I'm bleeding
...
a glimpse over my left there's gloomy clouds
a glance over my right the sun's blooming
the front's waving and calling out for me
the back's hovering and dragging me
...
Close my eyes and spread my wings
Disregarding emotions that life brings
Like a puzzle fitting perfectly
Like breeze in the sky blow gently
...
Once felt bursting within
now feels empty between
All that gushes of emotions
abandoned my living hollow soul
...
Like a murderer slashing his victim
aware of the people grieving their loss
Like a man generating money
through illegal and unappropriate means
...
Stumbling around there's nothing I see
Fumbling with my mind I'd rather flee
Accumulating doubts and queries
Advancing fears and amassing worries
...
When piled with negative happenings
people break down time to time
the power of the unknown
mysterious yet maddening
...
Time decides to take a rest
Cease all the tickings of the face
Suspend in the transition of seconds
Discontinue in the passage of minutes
...
Is This Hell Or Is This Hell?
Sun's rising
Bird's chirping
World's spinning
I'm bleeding
Paltry genesis of the defunct brain
Pathetic soul of me staying sane
Revolving earth of the deadly society
Unravel the ugliness of masked piety
Whining away the deranged spirits
Stuffing the evidences of mortal greeds
Principles and supposition casted aside
Intuitions and clairvoyance committed suicide
Existance is a result of illusion
Pretense is an act of controversion