Thursday, March 22, 2012

Pot Candy!

Words that rhyme
Man's greatest crime
Cannabinoids now mime!
Rain, shine or thyme
And I sit and rhyme
Till the last noons chime.

Something written more out of joblessness than anything else! Doesn't have a general direction; the blues had struck, with despair rich vengeance. Enough to make sinfully pointless Mondays weep. Cheers!



A madness that awaits you
The truth that life baits two
Time's aphorisms these true
in silence we're doomed to rue

Just a pebble in the pond
Faithless fate enables beyond
For restless winds fearfully recreate
Awaiting death's final berate

Lost voices beyond the veil
                                                    Through endless twilights they wail
Listening to the silence profound
Watching reality slowly unwound


Endless furrows scour my mind
Fettered soul not one of a kind
Lustrous darkness once embraced
Withered will left forever crazed

Wanton rage seeks to win
 Wounded pride, its righteous rant
Fleeting light suffers this sin
The soft whispers, still they chant

Earnest desire and deathly pain
Hazy peals these, in me heart they ring
Listless thoughts then break this train
                                                         Forgotten grit in me soul sings

Praying for a deluge of light
For some days at least to shine truly bright
Beings of light thus battle spirits of ire
Mending endless follies they too tire
Sweet light born of wild hope
Souls of malice flee renewed hope
Redundant despair failing to impress
Waning strength thus taunts duress

Purpose born of a greater will
Born not for the dark to kill
Withered husk remembers lives persist
That endless nights are yet to exist

Cracks of dawn all the way
Gloom rules but for a day
 Deep down chaos may reign
As it was it shall be again
  
I apologize for the Oh-soooo-gloomy theme and the shifty rhyme scheme. The former happens on taking oneself way too seriously, the latter if you are not a poet.