Love Beyond Life

Posted by Amit Schandillia at 10:23 AM

What you see, say, hear, or feel,
Will mean nothing to you;
Till I kiss you, nothing’s real,
My love for you is true.

Feel me breathing down your neck,
I’m closer than you think;
Now you’re just a sinking wreck,
I’m the pleasure after you sink.

I’m your shadow, yours for true,
So close yet it won’t show;
Though you know I’ll follow you,
No matter where you go.

Just look at me in my eyes,
And tell me one last time;
Don’t you see your final prize,
A loyalty sublime?

You’re my baby; I’m your fate,
Don’t run away from me;
Come to me and don’t be late,
And let me set you free.

Chasing rainbows all the while,
You lost it yet not done;
Yet to walk that final mile,
Till you and I become one.

Why crave for an extra breath,
When life must quit your way?
Come, embrace me, I’m your death,
For, I’ll be yours some day.

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Morbid Visions

Posted by Amit Schandillia at 4:59 AM

Days are dark and the moonlight burns,
It’s too late now to run;
Something deep inside me churns,
The end has just begun.

Show no mercy, kill them all,
They’re all already dead;
Souls in leash, they’re about to fall,
Where angels fear to tread.

Morbid visions fill your sleep,
And birds of doom are chirping;
Sinful conscience running deep,
Existence has no meaning.

Skies are falling as we rise,
Those walls are closing in;
Too late when you realize,
That life’s a Holy sin.

What you ever were or are,
Will no more mean a thing;
All you’re now is a defunct star,
So hot and still no zing.

Listen to the dismal rants,
And agonies of gloom;
Hold your breath as the Heaven chants,
The prophecies of doom.

Faith departed, prayers unheard,
All signs are ripe and strong;
No more being a wingless bird,
In a cage I don’t belong.

Twisted fate, eternal pain,
Your cries in wilderness;
Lost yourself for trivial gains,
Your gains are meaningless.

Torn apart and broken down,
A civilization’s end;
Kingdom of Heaven has lost its crown,
No Messiah left to send.

Taste the godforsaken fruit,
For Eden’s no more yours;
Death is loud and Gods are mute,
At Hell’s inviting doors.

Days are dark and the moonlight burns,
The final web is spun;
Feasting on you taking turns,
Your fates won’t let you run.

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