A DEMON IN PURSUIT OF AN ANGEL...

I have left my cloister
and have come here,the fairyland,
which the stories only contain.
I am a demon,my mind,
but my soul free and pure.
I don't know if it's at rest
or wandering for what the demon inside me is restless.

I want to wait till I find an angel,
get answers to my tangled cobwebs.
No survival question looming overhead,
life like life,life without question mark...
Can the invisible forces manifest in my visible world?

As for now,the pain is subdued,
I can feel the calming nerves,they don't make sound...
I am breathing in,not just inahale and exhale,
atleast this body is at peace,though solitary.
I start dreaming and when I wake up
a beautiful fairy by my side.
Long tresses,lovely smile
two intercepting eyes,the magic in them
I am relaxed,her presence makes me overwhelmed.

Oh angel!please hold my hand and keep me glued here
I have covered a long distance and have waited so long.
This may be a child ecstasy,will not last long
but for once look into my eyes,
you may see the trails of the aftermath
which led all emotions to drain...

"I trust I shall not live in vain,
 I know that we shall meet again
 In some divine eternity"
 Be my anodyne that time...

too heavy a debt...

Born to reign
but each step he has compromised.
A child born with several debts;
making space for a new character every now and then,
giving away his own position
constantaly being rearranged,pushed and pulled,
a load on a pulley.

Paradise lost.
Hell lost
The place where his soul rested in peace lost.
His belongings lost
near and dear ones,if he ever had,lost.
He is trying to remain somewhere in between,floating,
but in vain,the time has curbed his wings,
can't take a free flight,can't hang in there.
Land is not his,he never possessed anything higher.

"some scars don't show,
 some wounds don't heal.
 most of the times nobody can feel what one is going through"
 I see him trying,trying to hold on.
 He is going to stay here,
 he has got his debts to clear.
 His life may has only color grey,
 nothing to lose now.
 He is ready to let everything he will get in this journey,go.
 The only thing he will retain is his pride
 because it has pulled him up everytime,kept his head high
 to pay all,all of his debts.

He has empty pockets,hands empty
"like dirt he has learnt to rise"
debtless he will die...:)

your thought...

Last night when your thought blossomed in my mind,
I could still feel the same freshness of your presence.
My heart once again glorified in its own agony;
with the same flame,mesmerizing essence.

Somehow my mind disobeyed this insane,me,
asked to come out of this illusionary arcane lane
walk the old and travelled murky land.
Once I got reminded of my heart's belonging,this pain,
beautiful and truly my own...