Bathing in the crimson fire of love, Burning in its passion, Yet as cold as the glacier’s core, Static remains my heart A taste of beauty it had once A touch of lust it experienced once, Paralysed, without her tender beauty Static remains my heart Lying dormant in its sea of sickness Fragmenting, piece by… Continue reading Static remains my heart
Author: Sravan Chenji
The road I have chosen
Blurred by the stroke of sunshine Blinded I am to the path ahead, But I still go on , without blinking On the road that I have chosen; Ups and down all along Making it difficult to ride upon, All the edges and all the bumps Waking me up to every thump; Every mile I… Continue reading The road I have chosen
The transition
Bearing sight to the cruelty of humanity, Chills of despair crawling up his spine; Rage flowing through his veins, Engulfing his conscience in darkness; He stood there as the witness to evil… Of what use is goodness? Of what purpose is nobility? Questions, shattering his every belief in mankind, He stood there as the witness… Continue reading The transition
A clouded mind
Clouded is my mind like the misty forest Lost in your thoughts Unable to think; What magic have you cast upon me? I know my existence But I keep questioning it, I know I am alive But I feel like a soulless shell , Waiting for your touch, Waiting for your love, Awaits this persistent… Continue reading A clouded mind
The quest for love
I searched for love, To fix my broken heart, To heal my stricken soul; I searched for love, In the drops of the rain, In the breeze of the dawn, In the songs of the birds, In the dark of the night; Lost like a withered leaf in the wind, With despair over hope, Looking… Continue reading The quest for love