Into The Abyss 

This is a continuation of my previous post “The second battle of animo“. To visit click on the link.

And down I fell 

In the face of hell

Waiting for the devil to ring my knell


Scared and shocked

Scornful and mocked

In the face of hell

Down I fell

Waiting for the devil to ring my knell


Demons every where 

Thundered and glared

But they seemed familiar

As at there faces I stared

In the bottom of hell

So down I fell

Waiting for the devil to ring my knell


I have faced you before

Your faces are ugly and sore

As you stand in a queue

Oh the demons of hell

So tell me who are you

So down have I fell

Waiting for the devil to ring my knell


And dumb stood I

Wishing all this to be a lie

As the demons said

We are so and so 

And we live under your bed

And alone in hell

My fate with me fell

Waiting for the devil to ring my knell


One said I am anger

And here I linger

I rule your mind

I make you blind

So welcome to hell

For down you have fell

Now wait for the devil to ring your knell


One said I am vengeance 

For the soul a penance

For a fool a dream

For the wise a scream

I am the gateway to hell

Now that down you have fell

Wait for the devil to ring your knell


Call me lust

Said another

And I am a must

I am your brother

And a tout in hell 

And your life will I sell 

Just wait for the devil to ring your knell


So in the chamber of hell 

So down have I fell

I must wait for the devil to ring my knell.


To be continued….



















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The 2nd battle of Animo

This is post is somehow related to a previous blog post. If you haven’t read that then you might give it a try….to visit click on the link given below…the battle of animo

I have a habit of over thinking. In fact I am very nostalgic. I like changes in my life but I am so dumb that I keep dreaming about the past ,thinking about the alternate realities that might have existed.

Sometimes I believe I am just a drama queen. Well I don’t think that’s bad. There are people who think life is meaningless and spend there lives in a silly irony, there are people who slaughter mankind in the name of religion, I mean terrorists and similarly there are people who love to dramatize any situation and can go to any extent to do so. Well I am one such dramatic people.

However that day as I walked into the Bank Colony- a place where I had spent the whole of my childhood- I was put in a trance. I have been to trances before but never have pushed my mental abilities to such an extent.

When I left bank colony I was 14. My life had gone through a major change. The world seemed to have changed. Pressure of studies, more tuitions, moving to a new place, new friends, changes in my body and what startled me the most was a strange desire for the opposite gender. Things went on like this. Then began my days of love. Pondered one whole year in the false belief that when someone says ,” I love u” they really mean to stay faithful and committed. But after an year when THINGS were over I suddenly found myself stuck between my ego , my desires , my sense of irony and of course academic pressure.

But that day the tables turned. As I walked in the place I had left years ago I could see those two worlds clashing.

The world I had left behind and the world in which I live now. I remember how happy I was back in those days that world which nourished me all about my childhood. But this new world…what has it given me apart from sorrows and regrets and blames?

So the worlds clashed. Deafening loud noise was produced. Sparks scattered. Flames everywhere. The ground cracked. Strange demons flew out from the ABYSS . 

The fall has indeed began…

It’s time I fall… down ….even below the hell..

Indeed the fall has come.



To be continued in my next post…”into the abyss”.To visit click on the link.