THE GENESIS OF A NEMESIS

Prologue:

He who never allows himself a moment of weakness
It is he who bleeds and wins
He who coronates as a saint and sins
Embraces every undiscovered shade of darkness

The Genesis of a Nemesis

Look over, the stars complain
You're too cold in the eye
Look over your shoulder

The Zephyr is too scared to touch you
The sunshine attempts at melting you
You smile back at everything
You don't deny their chances

You can never take a chance
With your precious precious heart
Your life it is to keep
You Learn to quantify love

See a person in flesh and spirit
and give him the ounce of your soul
Piece by Piece, Drop by Drop

There are drops of Venus in your hair
The sensuality of the Milky Way in your body

It is their limitation that makes them blink
You fly in the pursuits of something complete, more complete
Catch their breath, kill them with a smile
You are a life giver

Epilogue:

He who denies the Knowledge unto his own Soul
Makes for a Mistake more foul
He who rises above the Glory of the World
Makes for a Spirit that can never be Torn

BROKEN

Nothing Lasts Forever.

It had gone as swiftly as it had come. It had been a tornado, engulfing her mind, her innermost recesses. She was sure it had happened to her.

And now when she could feel her mosit eyes and the lump in her throat. This was for real. 

But she would face this too. Nothing stopped her. There was a storm inside her mind. It was laughing at her. She was a lady of stone, with eyes to match. And now it was laughing at her for being so vulnerable. But she had no concept of shame. She embraced it as coolly as she had embraced everything in her life. She was cursed, it hit her. She smiled. A broken smile. None of the world's best cosmetic surgeon could now ever fix her broken smile. For, the cosmic curse was on her. She'd be broken, and her smile, too. 

It was her fault, after all. May be she should not have been too true, too pure. She was straight like a Ray of Light. Did what she had to, and went where she had to. Stardust was left flying it her wake. In her movements. May be she should not eaver her home. But she never had one. May be she should not exist here or anywhere. There is no place for her. She was too honest, too blunt, felt too much. And too everything. She must stop visiting worlds. She must die. For, what a Ray of Light would be if she could not illuminate different world, and transcend the horizons? 

She had thought that one's mind was the best miracle. She has lived so much for some time, and in one term, one moment everything came crashing down. Left her bruised. As if the Ray was splattered across some blackhole and she'd never return. Blackholes, never return anything back. Sadly, she'd bumped into a Blackhole. 

There was suddenly too musch to say, to write, but there were no words.

They say one should never break a lady's heart. For a woman, feels more. Perhaps too much. And here she was who felt everything. You cannot calculate the magnitude of a damage to the mind- one's purest part. You cannot calculate the hurt that one felt. 

Would you count the diamonds that splattered from her eyes? 

Or would you see that the Ocean was in her hands, flowing through her bosom, originating some where from her eyes?

No you couldnt assess the damage of a lady's broken heart.

Men cried too. People cry. They are broken. She too, was. Then why am I writing this. When in this world, breaking people, and their dreams was just another event? Perhaps, not worthy of even being awarded a coronation of an "event." 

They will ask her what happened to her eyes, and that smile. Broken......

Marianne's Fall

She came to me like a summer night
And we both spotted a rock in space
Nostalgia

Suspended in the nights of you
And days of mine
spent remembering the nights

She said she'll be around
If I don't do something about it
Oh, the loss of the world

The explosion that happened
Orgasm
Death

A Quartret

Voice from the Radio: "There's going to be a major storm, here, Dan.
Quite for some time."
Dan: "I know"
Voice from the Radio: "Get out of the way, get out of the water."
Dan: "It should not be tough..."
Voice from the Radio: "There's nothing like it you've seen before. Just drive home."
Dan: "Where do you think I am going."


"Take it here... and Take it from here"
She looks up
She looks around
"Rise to Fall... fall to rise... right out of here"
She turns in
She turns around

The warnings from apart the Chaos
He steps up for Deliverance
Loses the Map
And she takes him in, further in inside her
Out of the world, out of the orbit
The warnings are now a part of the Chaos

Dissovling further in, he remembered
What he'd waited for, scared in his own mind
A dry patch of land, salty even without his tears
He waited, at moonrise and sunset, every one of them
To flow in her direction, if and when she showed up
Death forming in, he remembered

Waking The Witch

From this Earth
And into the Abyss
May you fall
To rise in Gravity's opponent

Settle, but settle only for a while
In a dream of the horizon, a Ray
With eyes of a sun and a moon
and the promise of a Lighthouse, a Witch

Run, and rest in the Dark
Let them feast on you, a Rogue
Summon a Thunder, in a perfect landscape, an Assassin
Of your own Being

And now face
The World with two faces, stiched
A Choice that knocks the Door every day, every breath
Thus Waking the Witch

Dedicated also to the countless forces of Nature who were waking the witch for a long time. To two such forces, Sameer and Deepak.