Poetry/ Songs

The Last Note

 

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The paper was blank,
Not even a drop of ink.
Just like this life
He was standing at the brink.

All his thoughts had stopped,
All the sorrows would end;
The decision was to quit
There was nothing left to mend.

The stars were glittering fine,
And the breeze blowing fast,
With the empty paper in his hand,
He dived into his treacherous past.

The days of glory,
The days when the sun shone bright,
He tried to recall all of them,
But alas! he found none to write.

He was chained by his melancholy,
Locked in his mind’s hell.
He had lived a life of solititude
And abandoned his moral cell!

Stunned by the agony,
Desperate to run far away,
He thought of writing one last time;
Wanted to scribble all he had to say.

Standing alone at the brink,
He was ready for the ultimate leap.
He knew the jump was necessary.
The jump would put him to sleep.

Death was not far he knew;
Death would be his final mate!
When life could never be friendly,
It was time to change the fate.

He left behind the blank paper,
With blood and tears he wrote,
Just like his empty life
Empty, was his  LAST NOTE!

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The Shadow of the Sun

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Like the outcasted man,

Drenched deep till the bone.

Guilt, guilt you are

Forever standing alone.

Guilt, guilt you are,

With that ugly face.

Guilt, guilt you are

Ready to embrace.

Guilt, guilt you never,

You never give a choice.

Guilt, guilt you killed

Killed the inner voice.

Moments of peace,

Pieces of joy,

You  crushed all of them

Embracing the boy.

Guilt, guilt you are

Guilt you are the shame.

Guilt, guilt you are

You are the blame!

Guilt, guilt you are

Hidden within a suicidal man.

Guilt, you are within

The one who never can.

Guilt , Guilt, you are

Like the shadow of sun,

You were never there

But still can never run.

Guilt, you killed a soul,

You let it go free.

Guilt you are not guilty

Guilty for killing three.

The Life was ripped off

Ripped as you slowly came.

Let the souls rest in peace

With the guilt in my name!

The Black Jackal

You are the Black Jackal
Shining in the moonlight glow.
You are the shrewd brain
Planning for the fatal blow.

You are the beast
With hideous desires deep in you.
You are the cunning mind
Lost in greed, pretending to be true.

You are the enemy
For all those who are left alone.
You are the devil
Who cannot be seen, cannot be known.

You are the demon
Always hungry for blood.
You are Satan’s own child
You are nothing but a crud!

You are not immortal
But still cannot be killed.
Your conscience deserted you long back
Burdened with your own guilt.

You are nothing but a Black Jackal
Shining in the moonlight glow.
You are my bloody life,
Waiting for the fatal blow!

A Lost Battle

When I look at the mirror,
I see a different me..
A tired warrior stands there
Fighting to be free…!!

His life is just a cycle
With love n loads of pain,
All the loved ones ditched him
And still he tried in vain!

The brave man charged alone,
Keeping his emotions aside,
But fate hit him hard,
With wounds that were wide!

Struggling in the woods
With the deadly fate of life
The poor warrior was captured,
Bleeding with his own knife!!

The only person he trusted
Stamped his trust so hard..
That he shouted aloud
But could never be heard..!!

His love was lost..
In this deadly fight;
He was left in pain
With no hope and light.

Today he stands captive;
Life has defeated him well.
He stands alone in tears
In fate’s dirty cell…!!

Tired and disgusted
He wants to be free…
And in the mirror
His reflection is just like me!!

Howdy Jackie

In the roadway all alone
The sun was his only mate
Riding a horse fr 16 hours
Trying to change his fate.

He rode across the desert
He rode across the sand
With a bottle of whiskey
In his old rusty hand.

Life was not simple
But he still had a smile
His woes were his fear
He had to ride another mile.

He wanted to reach the world
Wanted people to know
That cowboys were still left
Cowboys can steal the show!

He was just another amigo
Who had left his friends and town
He was the last cowboy left
He was the Jackie Brown!

He stopped by the oasis
He wanted to take a break
He rolled up the cigar
Sitting by the lake

His beard had turned grey
His hat got torn in the way..
His gun was old and rusted
He had loaded it yesterday.

He smoked away the cigar
Waiting for the moon to rise
He knew he had to reach the world
Before this last moonlight dies

He wanted to go to the city
Wanted the world to know
That cowboys weren’t just western
Cowboys can steal the show.

He was just another amigo
Who had left his friends and town
He was the last cowboy left
He was the Jackie Brown!

He was just another amigo
Who had left his friends and town
He was the last cowboy left
He was the Jackie Brown!

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He was just another amigo
Who had left his friends and town
He was the last cowboy left
He was the Jackie Brown!

He was just another amigo
Who had left his friends and town
He was the last cowboy left
He was the Jackie Brown!

[Fades]