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When today seems like hell, bear in mind that tomorrow will be heaven. Don’t lose hope and faith - They are the tools needed for our survival. When darkness seems to engulf you, spit back the brightness within you. A poet is an artist who paints a picture in your mind. All an agonized soul needs is some time to regain the lost strength. A Paradox is like a bride – blissful enough to enter the future yet petrified enough to run away from it. Failure is what you didn’t make of and success is what you make of. A battle of one’s soul can be won only with exculpation and not with retribution. Life is a reality lived in fantasy. Poetry is a chimera of one’s nostalgia.

Thursday, October 1, 2009

Fear Hyperbolized





Discovering himself tied up in a cabin
Unable to anamnesis with his head hurting
Untying the braided knots with his teeth, a mission
In obfuscation on seeing plentitude gashes on his body, still bleeding


Dashing outside the cabin through the woods
Spurting through the black night, stumbling over a thornbush
Shrieking while plucking every thorn from his open wounds
Suddenly hearing a howl, up against a giant white wolf, an ambush


Gritting its silver sharp canines, charging up on him
Darting from the wild animal, heart pounding against his ribs
Bumping into a huge tree, he climbs fiercely with the wolf in a grim
Finding his heart rate now at a normal pace, he falls asleep in dribs


Hearing sounds of cheering, he slowly opens his eyes to a bright light
To his astonishment he finds himself a hostage to a horrendous tribe
Sacrificing humans to their gods, decapitated bodies scattered without a fight
Laughing and singing as they push him next with a gibe


Fear grips his body, unable to take a step further
In a blase they kick him from the cliff with jeers
Wheeling down the hill he halts at her feet, his ex lover
Her endearing beauty reminds him of their yesteryears


Tears of regret, the angel he once claimed his
Losing her in nescience, tearing his life to pieces
Looking at her raven eyes glowing in brightness
A mystique she always was, looking into his eyes


Shedding tears of regret, 'Please forgive me' he begs
'Not enough' she says glistening with passion
Ordering her men to drag him to the caves
Blind cannibals with sharp senses waiting in their dark rocky mansion


'I forgive you' she says, with familiar smilers
She watches as he's dragged to the hell hole, him a breakfast
With only his screams heard, paying for his errors
Slaked by his silence, she disappears into the deep forest.

Image - Personal Picture


2 Reactions:

Unknown said...

nice one kp..reminded me of some ones future he he :)

Ashika said...

That's an eerie cave! Well captured pic dear, and a powerful poem.