Come with me

Tread with me the path 2 hell?

So thy soul may be lost as well

Let thy screams of pain fill the air

Forget about those who stare

Let the witch be free

before thy lives are burned beyond 2nd Degree.

We march an endless path

while the gods unleash their wrath

those who are lost now

to them I bow

But to no coward shall thy knees bend

not atleast till his life ends in torment

Let out the inner hatred!

let it out to the sacred

sharpen thy nails

to grasp onto mourning walls

Let their endless torture become yours

Let the lost bodies wash upon dead shores

pray to thy master

let his heart beat eva faster

Banish those who dont belong

dont let them stand strong

to somewhere in the fair

they should be led by their own morning star

Let thy poison lips

End my world is single eclipse

End me my pains

Let the death run through my veins!

Let the anger be released onto me

Come on, show me what thy can be

Let me show you my demons from with in

I will let thy world spin

Run with me over the Black ice

drink with me the life's price

let our cries rip the empty skies

Then under heaven's death

we watch holdin our breath

Fall to the dirt

let me show you my hurt

Your life will spill

While calls of regret echo shrill

Thy body i will bury

thy murder will be due to my fury

I've turn to be wreck

just let me drink the blood from thy neck

Let me rain you dry

Come and hear my demonic cry!

There's no peace

Not for those with this disease....

Who am I?

Who am i? One of the many questions every human mind has been
intrigued by, quizzled many a grays from that of a pauper to plato.

The very word 'i', the ninth letter of the english alphabet, the one
which carries the most substance in its discreteness. 'i' however
amour-propre it may sound, it is this 'i' which epitomizes the
probity, the wholesomeness of our entire species.

When a question mark succeeds this potent solitary 'i' the
philosophies, subjective, objective or generalized, fail to provide an
answer that would put us at ease.

Am i this physical body, entangled in threads of earthly bound
relations? or m i the the five vital forces, m i a thinking mind or m
i just an unconscious state of nescience?

The answer i have is.. I'm who can invigorate many like me and plague
the world with wreck and havoc or with substantive peace and calm. Its
i who can upturn the social stigma's or strengthen them. Its i who can
give this democracy a chance every four years or can turn into
tyranny.

With such immense quantum of power vested in me The I, why then frown
upon the pseudo vagueness that the aforesaid question  reflects.

I'm every proud parent and i'm every successful youth, i'm every crime
put to justice, i'm every satisfied nationale, i'm the sovereign, i'm
the socialist, i'm the secular, democratic republic.. Its i who
entails the essence of history in my genes to curb the future from the
same wrath.

I'm ...(name).. I'm... Year old.. I'm From...(place). I laugh, i love,
i hope, i hurt, i need, i cry and i know you do the same things too,
so we're not that different, Me and You.

Me and you which amalgamates this I. I'M US.. And..  As buddha said..
"I am the miracle"

By -- S.S.

To the Birthday Girl Sonu!!!

Birthday, it's her happy birthday
Thought to do something different in a way.
Planned to sing on the phone a birthday song.
But into the work at office i more was drawn.
Nice words delayed to come my way.
But I told to her what I wanted say.
In those simple words,  I told her, wish you a very Happy Birthday.

Patience ran out; Poor performers kicked out!!!

Been hearing it from a close friend for a month now, and seeing it in my own firm, where people get sacked, layed off, terminated from job or for that matter just disappear one fine day, un-noticed from the office crowd.Leaving you confused, curious, puzzled and whatever that keeps the earlier expressions alive.

No one knows what happened, and nor do we know what will happen tomorrow.

There were days when you knew who is gonna stay and who will be out. There were performance reviews happening every quarter, may be in half a year and then annually. Where you got to know where you stand and where you can move on to a new line of work and functions with in the company or move out to new venues. But now things have been changing like never before, the reviews may happen may not you just never know. Some person around you if fortunate sends you a good bye email announcing his last day at work. All you end up knowing is something has happened with an outcome of people disappearing as mentioned earlier.
Poor Performance is just a mask for the decline of the Company's Fortune. I have seen it in front of my eyes, where a company declared itself bankrupt over the weekend.
'Remember, remember the 15th September' this is all I could recall since that month last year.
The feeling of uncertainity grabbed all of us for the next 3 months. As I recall, I never ever bothered about the share markets in my years of academic studies, it was something which was for adults and for people who are involved in Business and all that stuff, where a person is alone responsible for his growth and decline. That month, I saw the US Markets opening with a new hope every day to see something good happening, but Wall Street did not gave any good news at all till date. Today there is some outcome to all that but still the Storm persists to blow us away on any given sunday. Many stories related to this storm were heard, read and written by whom we know as the working class of the society.
With Recession waves moving across all the different seas of industry, every ship has to lose some weight to stay floating on the unprecedented conditions in the sea level.
People may get or are getting two choices which both led to the same outcome........either your job dies at our(Company) hands or you kill it yourself proving it as a suicide.
Lets hope that this storm ends some day soon.... in the nearest future if possible. Casualties will be numerous but there could be other outcome........ with the plagued market situation.... things are uncertain and indefinate.I wish you all a best of luck to come and wish some for me..... as we are the sailors of different ships sailing the same sea, just caught in the different parts of the same storm.

Regards--JJ

The Fallen 8

Uncomfortable tie, with Ilachi chai.
This number doesn't exist, grrr..... Why airtel why?
The rides back home, the lonesome room.
Tring! Tring! Ronan and Annie’s fling.
The eyes and the wine, shivers down the spine.
The apples bite, the wholesome night.
The full moon, call up late noon.
The cheeky monkey and the innocent mind.
The microphone breeze, the incessant sneeze.
The regular burps, the licks with slurps.
The butterflies there after, the monstrous laughter.
Rhyme the words, talk like nerds.
Fantasy dive, daddy at five.
The long good nights, when the sun at sight.
Our world awaits the fallen 8.

By – S.S. & J.J.

All for a Day...

Do you forget you own birthday? Yes I do.
With the sad news running on the air,
Thoughts filled with worries, no moment without them to spare.
Just another day for me, do I care? No I don't.
With job at stake, whole night spent awake.
The soul disheartened to cut once own birthday cake.
Wishes coming through from everywhere from the ones I know.
All wish me to enjoy the day, along with the years to come nice and slow.
Every second counts more than you think.
Things could be lost if your eyes would blink.
There were days when I waited for this day.
With plans to celebrate in most brilliant way.
Now the day just comes and goes.
Where I don't know the time flows.
I wish the time could be turned back.
And smile at the gifts beautifully wrapped.
Oh I miss my family who greeted me every year.
I wish to see them again in a same cheer.
Time went by would never return.
It keeps going with very sharp turn.
Gather myself again I must stand once more.
Not fear the ocean, by the waves on the shore.

By -- J.J & S.S.

Accompany Me

Accompany me to the underworld tonight
Fill your urn to the brim with the ashes of the lost.
Awaken by ear splitting screams
Let us breathe the air of the dead
Let us walk to through the inferno
Follow the everlasting march
Let me show you the burning core of my heart
An endless night will rise, and then we will rise
The sun will set on a burning world only once more
The sun will set on us only once more
So would you accompany me tonight?

By -- Monique