Haiku#2: Beautiful in death

The blank expression on her face
The numb coldness of her skin
She stares at me silently
Static and so beautiful in death

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Love

What is love?

Quiescent in the body

Yet zealous in the heart

Calm and beautiful as the sea

Yet raging and resounding as the storm

The spark as ephemeral as a butterfly

And the feeling as perpetual as the sky

Heaven in the sunshine

And hell in the dark times

A mountain of happiness in the soul

A stabbing pain the heart

Eyes staring at each other silently

Yet a world flowing through them

Our world

That is love

If we weren’t alone

(I tried to relate the visiting of aliens with unity in humanity. I hope it’s worked out in a decent way. This poem would be considered very loosely inspired from the show ancient aliens)

One bright day a ship would land
Near the Whitehouse with an audacity oh so grand
From it would emerge our ancestors
One that were called gods,fathers brothers and sisters

And they humanity shall know
Where and when they were grown
The would realise that now we are surely not alone
We could call them gods or demons
But if it were them they would  prefer the term “human”

Then mankind’s understanding shall widen
Our minds shall brighten
Men shall traverse the universe
And meet beings so diverse

We would finally understand nature
One that’s so confusing yet so mature
We wouldn’t just learn the  language of a nation
But the speakings and mystery of a constellation

But most of all we won’t say “I am from India and I am Hindu”
Or “I am from from Isreal and I am Jew”
We would say “I am from earth
And I am human”
We would finally be one

For borders shall be forgotten
And colours shall be dissolved
Whether a threat or a help
The visitors would probably would unite us all

The Winter

Image taken from google

Image taken from google

The air feels so cold
And flows so bold
It places on your lips a chilly kiss
And when the kiss isn’t too cold it feels such a bliss

The mornings become so foggy
The sky gets completely cloudy
No matter how late you get up it’s always drowsy
N the body is stiff and feels so lousy

It seems like the best time to be lazy
Jogging in the morning seems totally crazy
Everything seems so hazy
And underneath the soft blankets it feels so cozy

The days are shorter
And the nights longer
Tea and soups are favored
Ice-creams and cold drinks are left undevoured

People wear too much clothing
And walk around the cold streets some loathing
And the leaves get ready to splinter
For it is the cold and beautiful winter!!

Surrendering to Satan

My heart is so fickle
My blood just wants to tickle
I have myself to give
I have lost all my desire to live

I dont want no alliegance to lord
I dont believe in surrendering to any god
I speak,hear n do no evil
But the only entity I love is the devil

The lord has no mercy for the likes of me
He wants the purity of his heaven to never flee
Hell seems so full of promises
No rules, no flattery and no compromises

The devil comes in my dreams every night
And he says this with increasing might
Come to me my soldier
In hell you shall only get bolder

Kill or be killed is the rule
Fighting in hell is raw and crude
The hell opens its doors to everyone
But comes out always only one

I need to go to hell
Without it my heart will never be well
What is chaos to man who has lived through so much war
Silence seems undesirable and far

And so I shall accept the devil‘s invitation
Hell only shall be my salvation
But for that I need to make a sacrifice
The devil takes no lies

My life I need to throw
My blood must not trickle but flow
I cut my wrists in a rush
And my bloods begins to gush

My life starts to finish
My strength starts to diminish
I feel as light as a feather
Even in my heavy armor made of leather

The worlds going dark
I can no longer hear the bark
My blood seeps in to the ground
Poisoning the nature around

And I see the devil with his hound
Finally I am the one he has found
And as my vision seems to flatten
I scream “take me O Satan Oh Satan Oh Satan