Breaking Arlette (celtique)

Weren't you compassionate, inspiring, fell in love, loved through your heart?
Funny that every word and thought lingers around that crazy part.

Hallowed in the darkest thoughts, you resist to claim what's always yours.
The wheel of faith will soon disappear and some facts you will endure.

So my dear you took a stand as the chambers of sorrow failed to hold,
These few words should have said when your heart once silently told.

The leaves that fell and the life that died wasn't it a gloomy night? Oh! You missed that or maybe you held too tight.
The river that drowned you once with all your desires once, it has forgotten its  depths to the shallows and gone are your desires to the mud.

That reminds me of the oath thy so scared to break.
So take my hand this last time, for I know you still wish for a better death,
It's time that we together break this arlette.

Until Goodnight

Remorse all around, dejected and ruined.
The clock ticks with time and I petrified.
I believe I could change me,tame me to give a damn.
Somethings are just so good surreal, reality chokes them to death.

I ran down to my heart once, pleading to make me believe,
That night when it turned me down, I knew the colour of blood was bleak.
So I lay still since just too see, who woke you up and made me sick.

All believed the beloved, I was astray
To make you look into my heart, maybe this is what is takes.
Lift the veil and show your face, for even if you lie tonight, nothing's gonna change.

I knew you then and I know you know,
All the time you surrendered before letting me down.
The smile I stare and dream to live, you let me not close to one such thing.
Play me now if you dare to cry, I have opened those pages where your last words were goodbye.

Hell Hath No Fury

Believe me when I say I saw apocalypse in her tears,
Ignorant, and arrogant were my sarcasm,
Every time I close my eyes and I hear those screams of fear.
I ran, I fell and fell down the cataclysm.

Irony of her love I felt, joy of my pain made her day,
Till today I fail to solve the mystery of her powers,
Her agony of joy just drifted me away.
Words I had were just washed by showers.

Save me dear and spare my life,
I yell, I cry and I know the end is near,
Your wrath has come, let follow your verdict to die.
She did not kill me then, but I still live in those fears.

The Curls of Enigma

I guess it's still that déjà vu, "I have met you somewhere" I feel,
With my dreams so ambitious, and the fears that I hide,
I will conceal all the mystery those beautiful curls reveal
Life is not a game of hearts and to that I abide.

I wish you could read faces that would have made my heart so light,
Future is certain but not everlasting as they say,
So I keep wishing for a dream of yours, at least for tonight
But wish and dreams just turn to dust as the night awaits the day.

Now that this is what I can do my best,
Wait for a summer and just put time to test.
I'll hope to see and love those twirls
One day I will reaveal the enigma of those curls.

Love Delusion

Late in the night she whispered into my ears, I dare to open my eyes.
The tricks she had were magical though rested on lies.

The breeze above my head became cold, the whiskey kept my body warm but my heart frozen as ice
There she stood to embrace me in her arms, I reached for her unaware of her disguise.

Her lips touched mine and I dissolved in love, an agony fell upon me that night, a tale I live this far
'Serendipity' I call that night, still left disguised, she taught me love and left me with a scar.

Since then till date I fear those lips and haunt her hymn that made me lure,
The tricks she knew I learned it fast, 

her tricks were real to let you know, 

I open my eyes and find myself faking love as disguised as her. 

Lamentable Man

In the stranded hours of absolute emptiness, like in an eye of a cyclone,
he spent his nights erasing his memories of the day.
The only voice he remembers is of his own, so familiar yet so cold.
He made his days and  demolished them himself.

The resonance of solitude had uprooted the memories of his conclaves,
he was serendipitous, drugs, lust and she.
Addiction left him secluded but she never let him die in peace,
Today he stands audacious, a little balmy but strong.

I have seen the saints pass by but the curse still prevails.
last night on my windowpane, time stopped still for one last time,
I found this tearjerker so divine.
All it meant was love to him, and that took so much time.
He moved on and spared his life, at a place he moved where the sun never shone and the sky was red.
The valley of death was a stroll away, a bright light sparked in a beautiful smile,
 he turned around to look back at her and wanted to stay.
In his naïve ignorance he was, as he wondered of those pretty lips,


"The glance that gave him life again and a lady he can't forgive."


                                                                                                    (.... to be continued)

Enigma

In the parody of darkness she was born, unaware of the necrocracy prevailing

Feared love to enter through the doors, a night when nightmare met reality

And cast its shadow, the de facto, Society.

Tears were the only trace of water left, heart was dried as a desert

Love! She yelled with all her gust and fear started to disappear.

Love was restored and fear was lost, society prevailed and she fell in love.

Blessed she felt for once it was, time passed by and she believed all to be real.

Houri, she was! The phantoms in the slash waited to unveil her. Her agony can be heard when you still pass.

What I see is a mirror of her desires, so onerous one dare to touch. She pulls me close and just strays me apart.

The beast seeked redressal, love vanquished every dark corner,

Love did not stop at one, she fell in love a hundred time so cruel that spared none.

What brought her close is what pulled her apart, pitying her life and helpless 

Death! She yelled with all her gust but this time, her voice disappeared.