Friday, May 2, 2008

First pieces, misused words

I lay forth my broken shield

Let go of my crushed mask

Once to cringe and then to yield

Voice my passion so to ask

End the quest or cast anew

Yet again you wield the blade

Only let's not grow the queue

Unless you crown me let me fade.

- Aravind

Turning away...

I didn't start the fire

I just spread the flame

It was indeed my desire

And I have no one to blame

I don't rule them all

I just watch them die

If she did break my fall

Then now I ask her why

Dispelled all my fears

The princess of my soul

Wiped away my tears

And then she made me whole

Once again I cry

My tears I fail to hide

And I really don't know why

For the angel by my side.

- Aravind

Song of the selfish soul

Walking alone in the rain
I will the world to make me cry
No more do I know the pain
And my eyes remain forever dry
I've had my share and more sorrow
I've lost myself to a stained past
I looked forth for a new tomorrow
And well I know it's not my last
A fair one does pass me by
One hand I see He does hold
Yet one beckons I don't know why
One bare hand in the freezing cold
Ever slow I walk by her side
Her eyes beg me to hold her arm
The fear in them makes me abide
I hold her close and free from harm
She knew not who the other arm held
She feared His smile if it held deceit
For in her mind her kin were felled
And alone she felt on her tired feet
I read her mind and saw her fear
I knew she's safe but I didn't let go
I craved her more than she needs me near
For then I knew...
- Aravind