Looking through the windows,
I dived deep in the embrace of hollows.
The demons loved my fragrance,
they catched me, taught me abhorrence.
The past seems to knock me off,
reminding of my knee scratches, so I fall off.
Those worms still crawl on my skin,
I don't tell you but, to me they are still akin.
It whisper spells in my ear,
and I act as per it's command ; it's my puppeteer.
I crawl, I bawl, I follow, I find myself void,
I try, I try, I try and I strive hard to avoid.
Can you hear me? oh no! you can't,
I just gulped my screams with a spice of daunt.
Can you feel my fear? Neh!
I gifted myself to the haunting demons ; "dis"
The fire around my neck had burnt my breaths,
when he uncovered my fragile virgin sheaths.
while all I did was chanting a word "No"
but he didn't stop, 'cause he wasn't my brother but a foe.
I try hard to swing in those fantasy dips,
but I am unable to because I am here sailing in broken ships.
without any clue of my life, I kept sailing for a perfect shore,
but shores were fond of waves and not corpse.
I got rejections and dejections when I yearned for love,
I got my hair chopped off and dreams shove.
I got acquainted to reality while fantasy seems a dream,
I want to die to let this reality end and to be a dream.
"A dream which is eternal and pious,
who doesn't need to look for escapes through some windows,
who doesn't need to embrace hollows,
who doesn't need to hear cacophony of demons around,
who doesn't need to wilt due to the stink of hatred around"
Written by Heeranshi / Death over life - 7:20 pm