Reversal

Heavily inspired by the song Lazarus by Steven Wilson. The song is about loss and about a mother reaching out to her child from beyond the grave. I attempted to bring forth a version presented from the point of view of the child reaching out to his mother from this realm. It follows a tune similar to the one in the song.
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As a chilling touch,
scrapes my elbow,
I can feel your icy scent
through the morgue,

and then a voice inside my head,
breaks into a monologue,
you say,

Hold me now,
cause I’ll be gone, nevermore,
as my mind is revealing,
all the things I’d never shown,

Your words still lingers,
they help me cope,
for in the darkness of my world,
you were my hope,

So hold me now,
cause I’ll be gone, nevermore,
as my mind is revealing
all the things you’d never know

So hold me now,
cause I’ll be gone, nevermore,
as my mind is revealing
the time lost in woe,

Oh Mother, I’m so sorry,
I could not hold onto you,
my vision seems so blurry,
tears have run through,

(all these years are screaming, as silence now holds onto you)

So hold me now,
cause I’ll be gone, nevermore,
as my soul is revealing,
all the things i let go,

So hold me now,
cause I’ll be gone, nevermore,
as my soul is revealing
the world I let go…

 

Spirit

Inspired by the song Nothing Compares to you  – covered by Chris Cornell.


It’s been 2 years and 15 days,
and I’m glad to see your back,
but you return, in every drunken haze,
the voice that leads every throwback,

You arrive once again,
sweet sullen symphony,
its crazy how a voice can drain,
all forms of sobriety

I feel worn out,
I’m tired of listening,
You go on about,
How I’ve been drinking,

to avoid you, 
and your conversations,
nothing seems true,
just like your expectations,

your voice makes me sweat,
as your monologue is heated with threats,
I light another cigarette
smoke away my regrets,

I just want another drink,
to drown out your voice,
damned if i could think,
that you were giving me a choice,

I look at you, in tears,
as you stare back with limp eyes,
questioning all of these years,
had I spent them living lies?

despair begins to revel
as I try one last time,
to deal with my devil
parley with a pantomime,

I try to seduce you,
serenade you with my squabbles,
but tonight you stay true
to the illusions of the bottles

you walk away,
and I’m rooted like a stone,
good riddance for the day,
as the alcohol numbs me to the bone

i feel lost,
I’m tired of following,
our paths, which crossed,
and the decadence you were offering.

So I let sleep carry me through,
as your voice is receding,
nothing compares to you,
as I feel the world fading.

..

Dead Memories Vol 3.0

In time, promises were made
over sea-view cafes and promenades,
when words were whispered over the societal din
of harrowed glances and uncertain whims

Moments turned to stories
when worlds intertwined,
stories to memories
with your hand in mine

Through all the running and hiding,
and the fallacies we learnt to bury
to watch time, and how it was binding
the intricacies of our story

The inevitability of life,
where all good things descend
into the realm of chaos,
where hearts are blind, and minds begin to bend

The uncertainty of a feigned smile,
prodding for loopholes in our defenses
as the distant drumbeat of denial,
laid waste to our pretenses,

Dreams were laid waste like broken bottles,
scattered across our boulevard
As fate furnished her ferocity,
these dead memories leave me scarred.

 

Homecoming.

 

There were many stories to be told
some, i have only smelt
from the pure fragrance of petrichor
to the wintry crisp cold

 

What was once sand and sea
now lies conquered in concrete
The world you once ravaged 
now lies obsolete

 

I remember the technicolor gardens
and monochrome meadows, 
all those days spent
around dusty windows

 

When waiting didn’t last an eternity
only between scarves and sweaters
when the only melody
was the fluttering of letters

 
For far too long
I missed the crunching of your feet,
the caress of your fingers on webbed walls;
even the ones between two eyes and a heartbeat

Age and time had been alluring,
as I awaited your silhouette
the bucolic sunset faded with regret,
there would be no homecoming.

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Ephemeral.

Would you know
What it feels like
3 am sobriety
After drinking to you

It’s like watching a flame
Fan the fires within
Burning the desire
To feel your heart

Two, we were once
None, we are now
The nuances of time
Our boundaries defied

Cursed was every touch
That painted memories on my skin
Each scar vividly reflecting
A venomous touch

The melody of words
Tuned into promises and vows
These whispers still resound
Your voice, mellifluous.

The addiction to solitude
The intoxication of intimacy
Your world , sempiternal
Our love, ephemeral.

Sweet burning melancholia.

Sweet burning melancholia.

I saw the streets from my window
Cold winter nights passed by
Lights flickered beneath crimson curtains
Of shadows waving goodbye

Snowflakes fell on the carpet
Of patterns, various in size
Footsteps came and departed
The doorbells echoed a familiar cry

A fire crackled in the hearth
As memories were burnt
Of a bittersweet symphony
The day you never returned

So I sat, and stared at the door
Awaiting your suffocating silence
Cobwebs and dust covered the violence
Even home missed your familiar scent

I gazed at these streets from my window
A silhouette of paranoia
And I see all these shadows
Of a sweet burning melancholia.

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Demolition Lovers

He loved , she dared..
Entangled in their history..
However much they cared..
Together was not their story..

He burns his cigarettes ,
She writes her texts ,
All she has are a few alphabets,
Tears write up the rest..

He befriended seclusion..
While she built her facades..
Her memories , his absolution ,
Another shout out to god..

He burnt his bridges , She built her walls..
And hence began their cold war..
“Happy birthdays” were their only calls..
“If onlys” , their only rapport..

They were demolition lovers..
Destroying each other in their eternity..
They were shrapnelproof..
Blown apart by their grenades of infinity..