Screaming Anguish

Forever I waited for a mere glimpse of your shadow But all I saw in the end was the shimmer of your scythe as my silence echoed within the screaming anguish.

Game of the day

Android google play game of the day is one finger death punch. I found this game i think it was yesterday, it is simple and absolutely brilliant. I hope one day i can be part of making such unique games. It is very addictive and cannot stress enough very simple gameplay. Brilliant work, it is…

Thought of the day – in solidarity with Hebdo

To the religious fanatics who murdered the journalists and wish to kill others likewise, You say God loves all humanity, and your prophet was a human as well, so he cannot love one more than other. Otherwise your prophet would have stayed alive for a million years if God loved him more, and if you…

Only death fears defeat

Bereft of sunshine, stumbling in the dark crevices of solemn despair, this creatures grows ever more mystical, thinking upon thoughts, such pondering within reason yet out of human belief, in this ecstatic melancholy, only death fears defeat.

How far will you go?

How far will you go? With this plan of yours, sooner or later, one day, It will crumble down to death’s shore, Would you like to be someone, who just made a wave? Although big and strong, but still one singular wave, Or would you like to be someone, who made the oceans move? on…

Tick,tock

Tick, tock, the clocks’ not stopped, till I saw it last, Tick, tock, I lay still, Tick, tock, when will it stop.

British Humanist Association

British Humanist Association has some really good videos out narrated by Stephen Fry. They are very simplistic promoting humanism in all of us and I think it just works. It narrates what every proper atheist tries to say whenever faced with an argument anyway, but the simplistic way that they are put forward just goes…

Up, where you belong

When you fall down, deep down into the hole, where even darkness is scared, to roam and plunder, What do you do, while you are falling, into such an abyss, do you think of falling down, realizing the sensation, relishing the failure, condemning yourself to a fate, of no return, or do you think, take…

everyone is dead

Its dead, completely dead, there is no one here but me, I write this dribble, everyday it seems, for my eyes only, But still I write, everyday a bit more, wishing, death to vanquish this feel.

Shoot me now and put me to sleep

Shoot me in the head and put me to sleep, I no longer need favours that you must keep, Strike me down below the bloody seas, Kill my sense before I count to three.   Gone you are away from yourself indeed, Lost in the arbour of misleading deceits, Silent are your thoughts and silent…

Predator and its Prey

The silent nature of a dying predator is settling into the composites of its watchful prey. For years on it has longed for such a moment, but such a moment when it comes is not easy to behold. For the phantoms of the forgotten past, feeling through the presence of a mind, surrenders to the…

As the horses take their stride

All the ponies must die for the horses to take their strides, And O’ won’t those horses run wild and high, With wings they would take strides over the seas and shrines, And one day people will sing of them, in fairytales they would ride, Locked once again these people with ponies will come to…

Death

Death brings us all a meaning to life, but all is lost when one has been so blind. At the end, there cannot be a beginning, just a realization, a sigh and a reclusive escape from what could have been so much more than just life.  Clinging on to a hope of divinity all the…

Don’t regret

When once you do it, Don’t regret it, Of course you will, Mull over it for centuries on, But it is done, So forget about it, Learn don’t regret, understand the difference, What is done is done, Don’t think about it, This is the only life we have, No heavens to contest, So do whatever you…

Something is changing

There is a silence in the air today, Something is changing, shifting its way, Clouds are growing darker, The sky is turning a new shade, Dark tragedy is arising, From the depths of misplaced hate, Rip, tear, kill, Murder, abhor, destroy, Blood, gore, death, Something seems to be coming this way

Rest my beautiful soul

The world is breaking into the dusk of lust, Fear is raking in the hearts of trust, No matter how you see it, this way or that, Everybody in us is lost and dead, Dead in the moment of present and past, Lost in the shades with souls detached, The horror is coming it waits…

Dead were her thoughts as she sat there silently

Dead were her thoughts as she sat there silently, Waiting in the dark for grim blow so patiently, Eyes wet with tears of fear, heart weeping not it keeps, Shaking hands searching for a today that would dare not go on.   She saw in her abode of decay a pool of bloody dots, Went…

Crooked Dreams

I found one day a crooked dream, Lying inside in the very heart of me, I looked upon it and I feared it breathed, Horror it revealed, terror it held for everyone who creeps, Dream of light beyond darkest nights, Dreams of cleaning old lake’s might, What must I do, I trembled upon my chair?…

Shadows are dancing on my grave

Shadows are dancing on my grave, I see them from the hole that I have made, What reasons they hold to do so to me? Why do they laugh and be merry in my misery? I sulk in my dark horror with disparity, And they dance wildly without a moment’s clarity, What senses keep, do…