The veteran returns...

I remember now a man cloaked in black

Among the shadows I knew not who he was

As night approached he came along the path

But it was not as if it was because..

His eyes talked of tomorrow

Though he came from yesterday

Finding shade in the shadows

He kept movin on his way..

He didn't talk much and his words were few

Of emotions lost in the dust for directions new

And then he talked and talked

Of a Holy War he had won

In days gone by, gone past

In a time where all was one

He wore a hat with a tilt

And a smile with a guilt

The loss of his time

Seemed to take it's toll..

And then he spoke away

With an air of grey

And talked about the war

That consumed the earth whole..

He told his story, and this is how it went..

I was but a simple man

And I had gardens so green

Under the skies, back then so blue

The bluest I'd ever seen

The rivers and lakes ran pure

Without a fear they flowed with glee

And the winds watched them

As they flew into the sea..

My world was my Eden

And my home was all I had

It was my small share of heaven

The best heaven I'd ever had

And when the sun crept away

To make way for the stars and the moon

I'd never have expected this course

To end and break so soon..

Beyond the horizon, beyond the emerald trees

Was a plague of chaos and greed, drawing near

The skies grew darker and the joy paled away

Demons sent their regards, laced with fear

The Holy War had begun.

The women and children, we sent them away

And set out to war, that very day

We fought with our blood, and our tears of fear

For we knew, we just might lose everything dear

Swords met swords, and metal embraced metal

Many fell, while many returned, to Hell

I see them in my dreams now

My brothers in arms, and their cries of pain

My dreams taunt me and haunt me now,

They try to drive me insane

And in those dreams, I see my humble home

And the garden where the children play

I see their mother watch over them

I see it, like I see yesterday..

We won the war, but we lost the world we had

We lost the times of joy, and the peace in the land

For a thousand weeks, every day and every night

We fought the darkness, in search of the light

And now it is over, the darkness has passed

The skies are blue and grasses green, at last

It has ended now, the war is no more

There is no more blood, there is no more gore

I'm going home to see my children now

And my wife who waits for me

But even now I think about the coincidence

The irony that all those demons, looked just like me...

We didn't create war.

We perfected it.

The Doubt of Reason

A universe embedded in a grain of sand

Two dots in a world free from 'or' and 'and'

Like drops of water in crystalline dew

Fools like these are but a few

Of 1 and 1, that made a 2

A nut and a cherry, dipped in blue.

For there was one, and there was one

And 'part from this, there were none

A trip of two, in a million words

Through good and bad and even worse

Through smirks and smiles and smiles galore

This tale is a little less than more

A tale without purpose, but with a name

One with sense, all the same

T'is like this, think light and shade

T'is like neon on two cards of spade

One a joker, and one a queen

And a covalent bond, in between.

One followed a voice, the other, life

Connect dots these with the edge of a knife

For when you do you see crystal clear

One's thoughts in the other in a mirror near

Augmented, suspended, like major and minor

Made at peace by a dream designer.

Like rum and gin, shaken not stirred

And a dash of lemon most preferred

A little fizz, and a stream of lime

But that's a tale for some other time

Like midnight scotch, drunken pure

I think it is but I'm quite unsure.

So on we go, with our tale of tales

One so intriguing it never fails

So sit back and listen, O reader true

Don't you wish that it was you

A joker sly or a crazy queen

Connecting the dots in between.

Who they are I cannot reveal

But I will so read on without a squeal

The joker was sly but not as such

The queen was pretty and sweet as much

Two cool cats, cool as can be

A tale of groovesome 2, Fizzy the joker and T the queen.

In the Land of Dreams was a Tree of Gold

The kind in legends truth be told

And sat upon the branch touching the sky

Was the joker head held high

Sat he up there and gazed all day

At summer sun, radiating away.

The joker lived an architectured dream

With notes and strings in between

And heard he not the sounds of this space

For the mad hatter was in another place

Contented he was as he played away

And soon passed by the queen of spade.

And there she was, on the endless greens

Walking towards the Holy Tree

From far away far she saw a figure black

That looked like bones and a hat

Strange t'was that the Holy Tree

Would behold such a sight to see.

Lost he was, in his world of rhyme

Obsessed he was at that blessed time

He played and played without a gap

And then decided to take a nap

But then, the queen he saw sitting under the tree

So down jumped he floating with the breeze.

Wrapped in a coat velvet black

Smiling glee with a tilted hat

And a frame built so tall and thin

It hid world of thought within

Looked he at her with a curious stare

A slender thing with pretty hair.

Then came along, the Wind of Time

And with it carried a merry rhyme

And the birds and bees sang they along

Adding melody to the Holy Song

And the joker and queen, listened they

To what the winds and creatures, had to say.

And as sang they, the joker played along

Until the wind went by and then had gone

And then the breeze took its place

But it was calm, with nothing to say

With no distraction, he turned around

And asked the queen why she came about.

And so she spoke with a smile

Of questions unanswered all the while

She spoke of reason, and the purpose of all

Why some would rise and some would fall

And all the while the joker thought

Of his contribution own to the plot.

So sat the joker and scratched his chin

And listened to the little thing

And liked he did the ? thoughts

Another reason to connect the dots

Then laughed the joker when she was done

Another conversation, had begun...

And so sat they and pondered upon

The Doubt of Reason from dusk til dawn

And as they did, cracked the joker a riddle

That made the queen jump up from her twiddle

If must you know I tell to you

A twiddle is what a twiddle does true.

The queen sat puzzled and drew a ? look

And up jumped the joker with The Holy Book

And tried the queen to clear her doubt

But knew she not what the script was about

With dots and dots, and many a line

The Book it seemed was from another time.

She sat and thought, of what it was

She wanted to know, the 'why' and 'because'

Then laughed the joker, as he tilted his hat

With a rakish tilt, sense made he of this and that

He told the queen, with a contented look

What he saw and read in the book.

He spoke of the Doubt of Reason, and spoke he fair

He told her how The Book knew it was there

And how The Holy Book of Notes explained

Of why The Doubt of Reason still remained

And soon she saw, clear as the sky

The Book was the answer to all our lies.

Then smile did she at the Joker's eyes

For there she saw her answer wise

The Doubt of Reason, was a doubt no more

T'was merely a groove in 4/4

And so sat they and pondered on

And disappeared, into sunset dawn...

A brobdingnagian enigma..

I see summer sun,
In ginger skies,
Reflected, I see it,
In her auburn eyes.
It smiled at her,
And she smiled back,
The girl I call,
The Curious Cat.

High above the castle's clouds,
Sitting oh so free,
Sat a pretty girl ,
Made of tangerine.
Elevated, levitated,
With wings of cotton and more,
Escalating away on a mirror to the moon,
With a heart of golden core.

And so I met a girl,
A pretty one,
Eating strawberry ice-cream,
Under the sun.
And as she smiled,
The sun smiled back,
Bringing down a thousand rays,
And that was that..

And so I met, a pretty girl..
Who thinks more than I do,
And calls me smart instead ,
And confuses me ,
Every time I use my head.
Who questions my questions,
And answers them too,
A pretty girl,
Within the blue...

She LOL's a lot,
And Hehe's too,
Pretty little thing,
Fallen outta the blue.
Catches me off guard,
And runs me over,
With her NAYs and her AYs,
I remember the girl,
Whose auburn eyes,
Made my day.



I met a girl,
And shared my dream,
Of harmony and bass,
And as I talked,
She sat and heard,
All my words in place.
And as I talked,
About dreams and fears,
She heard it all,
So crystal clear.

She hates the fact,
That I eat chicken,
And wishes instead that I ate cheese in it's place,
'But then again', I'd tell her,
'All that's for folks,
From outer space'.
But I don't,
Because I do not want,
A broken face.

She says that I'm funny,
And I wonder why,
And she knows more than me,
About the stuff that I write.
She remembers things,
And I can't help but forget,
But I still remember
The nice girl who bought me coffee instead.

Walk along with me,
Because I cannot fly with you,
Without a spell,
I can only read the cosmic code of groove,
Of which I cannot tell.

Complicated you are,
But still as simple,
And truth can be told,
And yet so surprising,
So mesmerizing,
Like a Xmas present yet to unfold.
And if you sit,
And try to fit the pieces together,
You'll end up like the stupid rooster,
Who crash-landed without feathers.

I am but a forgetful monk,
Without a beard and words so wise,
But that I need not have to be,
To see purity in your eyes.
You shaken and stirred,
With rum and gin, and scotch from the bay
And company is company,
So I think I'll share mine today.



I talked to an angel,
And she sat and heard,
Words of wisDumb,
From the musical nerd.
I cannot describe her,
And what she means to me,
Limitations of a limited poetic,
That are meant to be.

And yet I try,
Her smile is worth the type,
Like front-page news,
That is worth the hype,
A brobdingnagian enigma,
Or a tritone paradiddle,
A euphoric sigma,
Or a crossword-ed riddle.

Objectivism she knows,
But Pavlovian is my way,
And yet somewhere across the horizon,
Her idea comes into play.
The curious cat,
Without a bell,
With questions to ask,
And stories to tell.

Interesting,
Yet full of surprise,
Like the moon in the middle,
Within neon-like skies.
Like a polychromatic collage,
With every color for the eye,
Well placed on the canvas,
Like stars in the sky.

One who shares,
Thoughts and dreams,
And fear and sorrow,
With joy in between.
One who I like listening to,
Without falling asleep,
Like a walk on sunset strip,
Through peppermint street.

A melody without silence,
The trident of peace,
With no room for sorrow,
Or explanations underneath.
And I'm afraid, I can't buy you bling and bling
But I can lend a shoulder, a tear and a smile,
But I can crack a funny jest, a quip if you will,
And along, the infinite while.

And so listen pretty one,
To the bassist worth a dime,
And read these lines,
Just one last rhyme..
A prayer,
A wish,
And a promise I stole,
From the sands of time...

Let the sun break through the clouds,
Just as you break through your doubt,
And may you shine, O crystalline diamond,
And may you blind all those about.
And may your joy arrive this very day,
And may your sorrows burn away into tomorrow,
May you find solace and peace in every moment,
And may all your pain turn hollow.
May misfortune forget, to knock on your door,
May fortune take its place,
May you be filthy rich, and some more,
May you remember to buy me, that bad-ass bass.!!

This goes out to the pretty girl next door,
You know who you are,
A pretty dream I come across when I'm awake,
So close, and yet so far...

..:psyko_babel:..

..:psyko_babel:..
Funky psychobabble,
Listen up to your song
Basses slap and pop,
And you can hum along
Like smoke on a river,
A feather on a cloud
The incline in a shiver
Floating all around...
Like smoke on a river,
The sun split in two
Like the sound of silence,
Misunderstood,
Are you??
Eyes mesmerizing,
So beautiful, so brown
Like a dying sunset
Burning to the ground
Or barbequed chicken maybe
Heck, your eyes
They're perfect to me.
And a smile as sweet,
As the southern springs i see
Your presence overclouds,
Everything around the scene
All around me
All around me
You're misunderstood at times,
Like...
Infinity.


Red hot, like the
Chili peppers in your head
Grin on your face,
That seems to stop everyone dead
Inside out
Or outside in
No doubt about it
That you're
Crystal clear
Within...
Faded jeans
Converse light blue
The sky's at your feet
Heck...
So is everone else too.
A heart of gold
And some grey cells too
So MINDFULL are you,
So BRAINFUL
Lol..
Yup.
Its true.

"Comparatively tall"
She sez, I agree
But you don't to be
Shorter
To look up to this girl
Six strings by her finger
And a scent of perseverance
All around, it lingers
Six strings, and
An ipod, that glares
Head on her shoulders
And sarcasm?
Loads to spare...
No air castles
No colourful rainbows
And no butterflies
No smokey visions
And no backlash
And no...
Lies.
You've got your life
Handed to you
In a golden plate,
But with
A battered spoon
And yet you
Never complain
Never do you sigh
Headstrong you are
From within
But keep forgetting
No worries though
Thats where
I come in....

Funky psychobabble
Spread out your wings
With feathers of gold
And wings of silver
Spread out your wings
And fly with me
Into the halcyon blue...
On clouds of silver
And winds of smoke
And peppermint mountains too
Leave the sun behind
Leave the mountains behind
Leave the smoke and the gardens too
They love you as well
They know you enough
To know get back through.

Like a little dragonfly
With kalaedoscopic wings
Of Oblivion and babble
And funky little things
Of chocolate doughnuts
And 6 inch subs
Of Ipods and music
And little bear cubs
Of metal and funk
And the joy it brings
A silly little girls
Wrapped around 6 strings...
Disguised as a friend
She entered our lives
Shared her share
Of PJs,
And smiles.
I don't know you very well
Maybe I do
I don't care
But i know
I'll never regret meetin ya
And i'll always
Be...
There.

Hey psychobabble
I hope you're gettin all of this
You're never alone
The bassie offers his bliss.
I'll be honest here
I respect you to death
But tick me off
And I'll bonk your head
Lol, o yes,
I have a song to write
A lil poetic
A testimonial
Of a girl and her flight
No sugarcoated crap
No sappy dialogues I'm sure
I'm writing straight from the soul
So yes,
I'm sure...
I'm no James Blunt
No Shakespeare either
But to look into you
I needn't be
A bigshot writer...
You're cool, and amazing
I needn't be
An Einstein
To see...
Snappy and volatile
Yes you are
But then...
So's Chemistry.
People misunderstand you
They're too blinded to see
And they get you all wrong
They don't realize
That with the light
The shadows come along

Hey funky dragonfly
With peppermint wings
Fly thru the horizon
Thru heaven and its sin
In the middle of the night
Or in the middle of nowhere
Im sorrows, in tomorrow
I'll always be there
When a tear appears
Or a smile disappears
When times turn hollow
Think of a prayer
Think of the idiot who wrote you this
I'll be there
Lookin over your shoulder
To lend a smile
And borrow a frown.


Amen.

Note: Dedicated to a great friend!! Rock on Babble!!

a beautiful dream...

As i sit here
In my piazza
Surrounded by shadows of the gloom
I awaken, and chance upon
A vision of the moon
And in it, I see your face
As I sit here lost in doubt
You give me hope and reason
To free myself again.

I feel the hollow disappear
And as you shine, I feel your warmth
Everywhere
And in it I comfort myself
In your afterglow
There is no more sorrow
There is no tomorrow
Just this moment
Wrapped around my fingers
And your sweet intoxication
Your sweet heavenly scent
Of apricots and desert flowers
All around it lingers
And I keep it all
For myself
Forever...

I keep it for myself
Forever
In my little box filled
With dreams of silver
I see butterflies when you're around
I feel warmth with your gentle touch
And once again
I see myself
Drift away...
With wings of silver
Feathers laced with love
I feel a shiver
Eternity ain't long enough.

I feel dew drops
Drip across your face
I see rainbows
All over the place
My little piazza
Shines with love now
I'm not alone anymore
I have you by my side...

I had a dream last night
I spent some time with an angel
With a ticklish smile
And a walk of grace
Filled with love
She held my hand
And walked with me

She chose a few seconds
Of human touch
To an eternity
Of heavenly flight
She gave up wings of silver
She gave up angelic flight
And the Gardens of Eden
Just for a moment of love
A moment by my side...

I could not fly with her
And so she walked with me
She gave up heaven
And for her, I'd give up eternity
I see her all the time
I love her, I am hers
And she is mine...

She is my dream
My prayer, my blessing
She is my joy
My smile, my tear
She is my strength
My weakness, and my bliss
She is mine.
I love her.

She is my favorite girl
In the whole wide world
She's nice
She gives me reason
To smile.
Actually...
She is the reason I smile
When sorrow surrounds me
And when it makes me blind
She's always there
To hold my hand
And show me the light

Her love is reason enough
For me to carry on without a tear
To get up every time I fall down
Even if she's not with me
Her love tries to fill her absence
Her love is enough for the two of us
And so is mine
So is mine
So is mine...

She's sweeter than the Apricots in Heaven
And Peppermint candy too...
And cherry pie, with berries blue...
Her tender cheeks seem softer to me
Than the clouds that underline heaven
I love her
I am hers
And she is mine...

She has hair so beautiful
And a smile that'd make angels blush
If I could
I'd give her wings of GOLD
So that she could fly in God's own garden
With other angels
Who have wings of SILVER
In paradise
Where she came from...

She makes me forget the music
The funk and the jazz
Such affection she has
She makes me forget the bass
She defines me
And holds me in place
She makes me forget all the sorrow
All the pain
All the struggles
And all the strain

To her:
I love you
You mean the world to me
You give meaning to my purpose
You're my sugarcoated fantasy
A fantasy that's real
A fantasy that's mine...
I love every moment that I spendwith you
Every minute, every second
I love you so much
That it hurts to say goodbye
I love you like the wind loves the moon
Like flowers love the rain
Like bees love their honey
And fools love their pain.
I love you
As much as life itself
Which seems so so beautiful
Just because you're around
I don't know how much...
I just know that I do.

Note: Jus another poetic project i was workin on... I'm no romantic lol...

my dream

my dream


As i sat there, in my piazza
Feeling the wind, pass me by
I saw a beautiful angel, smile upon, me
An angel, sent from the sky

As i saw her face, I saw her smile,
And right then and right there, I forgot about the wind
A thought entered my mind, and it set me free
Was I in love, or did i drift into eternity?

She smile again, and i forgot about time
I forgot about the breeze, and clouds with silver lines
She was everywhere, in my eyes, in my mind
How beautiful was she, i cannot define...

A beautiful nymph, with heaven's grace
Rays of moonshine, adorn her face
I lost myself, in those eyes
As she's gazed upon me, with love
An angel for sure, sent down from up above

And as i gathered courage, to ask her name
She smiled, and readied herself, to fly fly away
This I couldn't see, and so I grabbed her hand
To hold her, embrace her forever, held her upon the land


She was mine now, and I, hers
We were in heaven, with the stars in reverse
The moon looked upon us, and the sun smiled
We were blessed, and together, with love in our eyes

Is this love? Or is this a dream?
Is this absolute? Or just bent reality?
Is this feeling of acceptance, this feeling of affection
A part of the dream, or a new part of me?
And as I played with her hair, I saw her fade away
And as i struggled, to get her back
I felt sunshine, creep up upon my face...


Wake up son
Rise and shine
My mother's voice
Echoed in my mind...

Curses!!!
I lost her again!!!
But i still dream
I still search for her face
The one sent down from heaven
The one one with love and grace...

And so it was, the tale now ends
Of a mortal and a spirit, of Terra Firma, and Paradise....

..:A smoker and his cigarette:..

Pic Courtesy: Deepa Mistry

Me and my cigarette
We've spent many a good time together
Through winds of motionless smoke
That seem to drift away forever
Ah yes..
Motionless smoke
And faded memories

I inhale from it
It's life
Given to me with a smile
And while seem
To exhale the pain
I see a light
Shimmering through the breeze

As i lay on the altar
With my so-called "friend"
This fairy tale fades
And i see it end...
A crushed up dream
Thrown away
With a smirk and a grin
That's gone today
Flashbacks
And flashes in the sky
Taunt haunted memories
To pass me by...

Visualize
Conceptualize
And then
Realize
That as you see the cigarette burn
You see pain in the sky
And with a fire in the clouds
The collapsed consciousness...
It returns...
Welcoming me
With open arms
And accepted grief...
And with a warm embrace
I am ushered in
Into walls of slumber
Never to return
Cursed to remain
Within it
Trapped within
The curse of irony...

And then the smoke
It returns
The pain drifts away
And the consciousness that resides within me
It awakens
And I see
The light
Again
I see a prayer
Laced with blessing
And zealous hope

I wake up
And I'm alone
There is no smoke
There is no pain
There is no grief
I feel free now
Free from the clutches
Of the very dream
That i had created
With my very own hands...
I feel free now
I feel relieved...
So much so that...
I go back to sleep.

the bohemian augury

...the bohemian augury

The omens bodes ill
The augury says otherwise
Of distant dreams in shadows
Painted
Across the skies...

The bohemian walks
Across a different path
One that hangs on a thin thread
Of groovy funk,and navy blues
Gone tomorrow, but now claimed dead

Of smokes and mirrors
And canned heat
Of palliative, and moonshine
And liquid joy,laced with deceit
In a bistro
He loses himself
To avoid the sorrow
That he fears so much...

I have seen him
Many a time
Getting drunk by the bar
Many a time
Ah merry bohemian
Wake up
Its time to close the shop
So lose the cup...

Tomorrow shall be better
You shall see
The sun shine in your little garden
And the children will play with ye...

persian sunset

...persian sunset

The Arabian winds screeched
It was time for the sun to leave
Make way for the moon to rise
While the Sun sleeps beneath.


Me: This Sunset...
Him: What about it?
Me: This moonrise...
Him:What about it?
Me: Well, stop asking so many questions. Sit down, and I'll tell you...


Long ago in a time gone past
Beyond Arabian seas
There was a land of mystic palms
Surrounded by Persian breeze
There was no water
Or so they thought
The land was ill
And diseased with the Cursed Drought
Dehydrated, the land was parched
And the mystic palms would die
But they did not know, that fate would smile
And send the clouds pouring by
The land was glad
The men were too
And so they celebrate
In a distant land in paradise
Of mystic palms, And exquisite dates.


The sun saw celebration
He was tickled pink
And so he shined with blessing
Until it was time, to sink
When it was time to sleep
He talked to the Moon
And told him the whole story
The Moon felt glad, and rose to the occasion
With a glint and a gleam, of illuminated glory.

bread|butter|bullets

...bread|butter|bullets

I wake up in the morning
Have some bread and butter
"The same old same, day after day after day..."
He mutters...

Guns fire all around
No chirping birds , no children's play
Metallic
That's the sound...
"The fools!!!
Have they nothing better to do!!!
Don't teach me war!!!
I'm part soldier too!!"
"Let there be peace
Let the sun shine!!!"

The children are gone now
They play no more
Jus metal tanks and machine guns
Trying to settle the score
The pain means battle
And the battle means pain
The blood means victory
Yet it's all the same

Pointless
Flawed
We prove to be human
Power breeds greed
Greed breeds power
Power breeds hatred
And then kills another

Heaven is a mirage
Flawless is a dream
A misconception gone bad
Or so it may seem...

give me silence

...give me silence

Hello there

How do you do?
Here's my little story
About life so blue
Its not too flashy
Not that I care
But I'll say it
Anyway
What have i got to lose?

Today
It happened today

I hope up today morn
And put on a smile
A fake little thing
Full of guilt
Full
Of guile
The rain appears
The clouds appear
It starts to pour
And the thoughts
Ah yes, the thoughts
They disappear
I see a little paper boat
Fight for its life
Floating by
Into the shadows
Not knowing
Why
It knows
It has to sink
But it'll still try
To live
To fight
Because it likes
To feel the High
That you get
In fighting
For your life

A word of life
A word of shine
A word of peace
Inside my mind
What do i want you ask?
What do I need?
A shimmery shine?
A ray of hope?
A streak of serenity?

Nope.

Give me silence.

desert flower|arctic wind

...desert flower|arctic wind

He was a free spirit
A demon

A genie
In a lamp
She was a Holy Angel
A Seraph
One harp in her hand
He had an affinity
To the Holy Strings
Of Melody
He played
And she sang

He loved her
And she loved him
Blessed spirits set free
From unholy walls of sin
She had wings
Made of silver
He was all smoke and fire
Like birds of a feather, they were
Something
To admire

He was the Arctic Wind
Who carried the icy blue
Yet he carried
The Desert Sand
To remind himself
Of you
Little grains
Of Desert Sand
Ah
So boundless they were
They hold infinity
In the palm
Of your hand
He was free
Boundless he was
Yet
He knew not where to go
Except to his Angel
Whom he loved dearly so

She was like

A desert flower
With petals, white as snow
And drops of dew
That taunted the sun
But there was nothing
That he could do
She would bloom
In the desert
In the middle
Of nowhere
Yet
In the middle
Of everything
In the middle
Of it all
O desert flower
How wonderful you are
May you ever bloom
And wither never
May you conquer all
Came Summer
Come Spring
Come Autumn
Come Fall...

She sailed through the Heavens
And rested on the clouds
She waited for her significant other
With unquestionable doubt
He was set free
By the blessed music
Her sweet melody
Symphony
Harmony
Blessed Symphony
Blessed Harmony
O bless you Angel
Blessed Angel
Blessed...
Blessing.

She was the light
Yet she had a shadow
That fell upon the Land
A disguised reflection
Of a Genie
in a lamp
O blessed Angel
O blessed Jinn
Feel Heaven's grace
Embrace within
Feel love for another
And blessing too
Feel sorrow
Share sorrow
Embrace Heaven so blue
Feel the light of the Sun
And the comfort of the breeze
The colours
Of the Holy Spectrum
And Green Grass
Beneath
Feel the drops of the dew
Feel the scent of the spring
Ah, if only she knew
If only she would sing
She embraced the lamp
And he embraced the clouds
He loved her even more
Inside
Out
And everytime she sang
He learnt to love her more
Days come
And days go
Days pass by
And everytime she'd smile
He would fall in love
Once again
He still does
Even now...
O mighty Genie, O Arctic Wind
Come out from your lamp
O free spirit, O blessed Angel
O Desert Flower
Come down upon the Land
Embrace Mother Earth
Feel her spirit
I know you can
Walk together
Walk forever
Walk to eternity
Walk to infinity
Walk to nothingness
Hand, in hand.

Hand. In. Hand.

silver weeper

The winds flow faster
They talk to each other
They know
The storm is coming
The winds get stronger
The Silver Weeper
Is coming.


For you see
He was never like this
I'd say he was a little child once
In a little town in Andalusia
He was happy then
He had nothing to worry about
Fate had other plans
A quick crack from a fool's whip
And an arrow tainted with venom
And down fell his old man
His paradise was on fire
He could see it
He could do nothing
But pray
But prayers take time to work
And he had none
All was lost


He wept for days
He wept and wept
Until the Devil awoke
He showed Mercy
He embraced him
And took him home
The child woke up in Abaddon
He was in the Devil's company
He saw a shine
He saw light
He saw hope
He saw a reason to smile
But smiles don't come easy
And they don't come cheap
They come
For a price...


The Devil ask for his soul
He agreed
The Devil asked for his loyalty
He agreed
The Devil asked for his pride
This, was different
He did not smile this time
He did not agree
He rejected the Devil's request...


The Devil smiled
He wanted this
He wanted young blood
But most of all
He wanted
A proud soul
One that was like Him
One that respected itself


Thunder struck
Noctilucae and lampyrids filled the sky
It was time
A cloak was made
From the Shadows of Abaddon
And a sword was drawn
From the very depths of the Great Fire
The Devil smiled
The boy smiled too
He saw power
Right there
Right before his very eyes
And so the boy turned into a man


He now walks across the realms
With a grin across his shallow face
A grin that chills your spine
They say he speaks in an argot
That only the winds and the sun can comprehend
He lives in a castle made of dust
And the ruins of lost souls
But he does not kill
At least not without a reason
He merely showed the way
But legends are seldom true
After all
He was a slave
A slave
To the devil

You can not see him
Even the light fears his presence
But the shadows
Ah,
They are different
They embrace lone souls
They like good company
And he seemed like one of their kind
The winds obeyed him
The sands of time showed him the way
Yes,
The Weeper commanded all
The spirits feared him
He was stronger
He showed no mercy
He disliked company
He walked alone...


They say he had eyes that shone like burning coals
And a voice that spoke to the wind
He could see fear
He could sense it
He wore a robe that was made by the Demons of Light
When he walked
He shook the earth
When he spoke
The winds would stop to listen
When he screamed
The would disappear
Change their course


He had the essence of a mortal
But his soul belonged to another
The Devil himself
He had a build that would put Goliath to shame
A pity though
For he had no name...

abaddon

...abaddon

The messiah shall heal
He knows all unreal
He listens
Through the shadows
He talks
With the wind
So close
So distant
Like a tear from the wounds
Of an angel
A broken spirit
A wounded seraph
A feather from its wing
Is all that I want
A drop of the Holy River
Tainted with a drop of sin
A drop of the Holy Water
That the rains shall bring
The rains give me peace
They give me hope
They give me
Prayer
Ah...
The warm scent of silence
Overclouds the sweet scent
Of Abaddon's sin
Like the kiss
From an angel's lips
That the wind shall bring.


Separate yourself
It is time
Break me
From what I am
Break me make me
Understand
Break me
From what I was
Break me
Just because....


Everything you say
Is true
Everything else
Is a lie
A deviation
And everytime
I look at you
You reply
A revelation
Within you
But nothing implies
That I still do love you
Like I did before
It's still love
But just a little more


You now have reason
To walk along
And walk alone
Embrace the shadows
Abaddon is near


Go home.