Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Beasts of Destruction

Shadows of phantoms and nightmares for dreams
The cry of your soul in the midst of the screams.
The stairway to heaven now broken and scarred
The end as we feel it as words from the bard.

The crazy old man with just one eye to see
Foretold his time and the future to be.
The madness, the mayhem- a life’s conundrum
Begging the angel that’s blessed you to drown.

Red skies and lightning bolts taking on dawn
The hopes of survival all dead and forlorn.
Beasts of destruction emerge from the sky
Burning the ground as they’re watching you die.

The advent of blackness, a sacrilege tomb
Psychics and lunatics spelling this doom.
The Gods with their powers got nothing to do
To condemn the mortals, a prophecy true.

Living today is to postpone the end
The haggard man laughs and rebukes your defense.
Hallucinations thats chasing you fast
Run from the future and run from your past.

The wake of a man as he walks on four legs
The mortals bow down and for mercy they beg.
Deliverance to seek and Deliver the weak
So reload your guns and kill or be killed.

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6 comments:

Anonymous said...

COOL!! Seriously, put a tune to it! it's very METAL!! Great stuff!!

Vibushan L Narayan said...

@Shadow
I wish I could play the guitar for it too :D keep that band plan in mind da :P

Anasuya Rampalli Chitta said...

I am going to have to ask you to give me online lessons. Your poetry is sane and I can actually understand one or two lines :P

If one day, I become a great poetess, I will owe it to you :D

Now now... You can't actually hit me from Cbe. You are always welcome to come to Blr though!

Vibushan L Narayan said...

@Anu
I'm happy that I can write something that is sane :) and thanks for that appreciation :D and you're gonna write poetry too!? wonderful! please post it! :) also, yes, I'AM coming to blore :) see ya there !

Mithra said...

wow this is my favourite one so far. What is it REALLY about? I came up with an interpretation but I'm not sure if I'm right. hehe but if I had to critically look at this, I'd probably say that for the apparent theme and subject matter, the rhyme scheme provided a certain rhythm to it the poem. Maybe if there was irregular rhyme the subject might have been conveyed more effectively and could support the emotions in the poem better. but I still love it! :D

Vibushan L Narayan said...

@Mithra: Hey Thanks :) Well.. about what I intended it to be, i'll send you a message on FB. Thanks for the comments. The rhyme was with an aim to add tune to it.. well.. you know the lazy brat that i'am.