How does a swan help me?

Your eyes say something so different,
To what your words seem to imply,
Confused, baffled and in two minds you leave me,
About my eventual end for this high

The swan floats on,
Unhindered and unperturbed,
About the plots around it being it being plotted,
It tried to ignore, yet unfortunately overheard

Oh, serene creature of the water,
Teach me something worthwhile,
How to fend off these random attacks,
And to get to get back on my feet,
With splendid and admirable style

These ancient secrets you appear to guard,
For no great apparent reason,
But for the self-righteous pride,
Your fore-fathers taught you,
And swore you to be true
I request you,
Oh sacred avian beneficiary,
To bestow upon me,
The art of reading her mind,
When cryptic girly jargon is all I find.

Obtaining the unknown

I wake up from a dream so real,
One I've seen
A million times before
And yet, of it I don't seem to bore,
It's like my mind refuses to believe what I see,
Refusing to believe a truth,
So pure and carefree

I struggle to rip the blindfolds of my eyes,
To save myself from these lies,
But my hands remain calm and content,
As if this is what they were meant,
To do,
To come of use in finding no clue
About what lies beyond the realms,
Of sanity, reason and pale contempt

Pale contempt
For all attempts,
To think beyond the ordinary,
And to stop being cautious and wary

For the things you desire,
Need a fire,
The height of which should reach heaven above
Fueled by the fury of your passion's love...

None for the road

You gulp down your glass
The one you hold in your hand
The rush of alcohol going straight to your head
And behold, on top of the world you stand
You along with the others yell for another
A bottoms up this time around
After all this is an occasion to celebrate
And to feel free and not tied down
I look at you with a wary glance
For I've seen you this way before
It wasn't pretty any of the times
My heart skips a beat as you stagger towards the door
I get to my feet
And follow you out
There you are leaning on the railing
Already in the act of throwing up
I pat your back
To help you out a bit
But you don't seem to need it
As the party animal within you wins again
And back you go to get yourself a drink
Half an hour passes in a jiffy
And in the mood you are to ride
A long cruise in your car
I try to reason with you
Try to make you see some sense
For the feeling in me is something I just can't hide
You do the same,
Try to convince me to join you
Try to talk some of your brand of logic into me
And plead with me
Try to make me see
The thrills
Of the random frills
You foresee for that night
But how can I make you realize
Of what I fear
The anguish of what I'd feel, so sheer
You take the last resort
And ask for one for the road
But I stick to my guns
And stand unmoved
Finally talk you out of it
For I care for us, and value the days I'd have with you,
The ones I fear I'd never have if I let you go
For I care more for you, sweetie
Than the road you want to toast to.


This is an appeal to all of you out there not to drink and drive. And please stop any of your friends and family from doing so..it is simply not worth it.

Beyond the business of murder

I knock at the door,
Loud enough to announce my arrival
To an awake you,
Yet softly, not to awaken you
If you're asleep, as it's half past two
I wait for a tense five seconds
And then I see your shadow
And prepare myself for a major row
You survey me with wide sleepless eyes
Pleading with me all the while
That what you think I've done
What I've repeated for pure fun
Didn't happen again that familiar night
But I can't assure you,
Just like I can't assure myself
Of what I believe to be wrong
And what I view as right
A tear trickles down your pretty cheek
As you already sense a hint of my fixture in the air
I want to hold you tight,
Tell you it sucks and that life's not fair
But I am uncomfortably aware
Of the trust and the love you feel
Despite the thing in me you so strongly hate
I wipe that dewdrop of pain away
And plant a kiss on your lips
Feel a sigh pass through your body
Wait for it to tide
For eternity
I hold you in my arms
And the beast within me 
Momentarily
Ceases to exist
And in my mind, 
I see the family of the man 
I just killed, break down wildly
Seeing his mutilated body
For I left it lying in the street
In front of his very own house
The knife still in his heart
And his eyes cut out for good measure
And unexplained cruel pleasure
I take my mind off that picture
Comfort a sobbing you
Running my murderer's hands through your hair
Saying it'll be alright,
But unsurprisingly. I don't convince myself,
And so, how could I convince you?

The plight of a less fortunate creature

Bird of paradise, in all your splendor
Flying through the twilit skies,
Experience the joys of freedom on a first term basis,
But be warned that these are just convenient lies
You return to your humble abode,
The one that you yourself had made
Only to discover it smashed and burned
For lo! Has descended the angel from Hades
You take refuge on a nearby branch
And scope out the new creature you see,
In size much bigger than you, though doesn't fly,
And shows no regret for it's deed
Soon enough, it is joined by another,
And they, together,
Also tear down the house of your little brother
You watch helpless, for you know not what to do,
Watch your world fall apart, right in front of you
You wonder in anguish if you are being punished,
For some sin you now forget
But fret not
And stress not your little avian mind,
For it's just the result of being in mother nature's debt
You take to flight yet again,
To search for a new home this time,
Flying through the now moonlit skies, you know how free you are,
'Survival of the fittest', unfortunately for you,
Is the name of life's malicious rhyme