Ice of Fire

Fire in me innate
beholding what lies underneath,
underneath the exterior of soft words
love and lust all too heated;

I pray, I breathe the fire in me
hoping to burn you aside,
flaming in my heart the hurt put beside
thy Lord not there forgotten;

Playing the game in the mystic beholding
I surrender, to the blossom maketh you
by thy kneel to Him in dismay,
mark of Him I bear on me;
happy I feel what I know not, to deep pouring insides.

Buying time an excuse to you,
the act of sinful I performed;
choreographed in heaven of heavy emotions
built not petite, no, I shalt say
hard and obedient ;

Bonding to surrender, not a blink,
stars let dazzle in front of my eyes;
I let myself be taken into the abyss of His eyes
feeling the vital touch,
Freezing my innate fire.

What am I ?? some Alien?

Question of morals put up,
a doubt or a statement which I know not of,
pathetic efforts to prove my forte
all through the drains is what I can see,

Not an easy task to answer some,
when they be the kith and kin
someone whom you have looked up to all your life,
a question of confidence I think in despair!!

Flying through the castles of fantasy,
yearning to taste the success of glitz and glamour,
broken down part by part with the dynamite at my heart,
a set of morals is all they can say,
Of what!! screams inside my head.

Explanations offered seem stupid,
when understanding hits the rock bottom,
waves of comparisons with the world around,
"why can't you be like everyone else" they ask,
would that be me I think in disgust.

Individualism not encouraged,
in a perfect household of rules they got
shunning my dreams and my life,
I try living the life of the girl they seek.

The new millennium of old thoughts,
I can't be your perfect baby girl,
my whole life is there,
with that expecting look.

Detest and regret I shall feel
Don't I grab this opportunity,
rule-books can wait behind,
for their day of surprise and astonishment
Far is not the day of Success

Success that you can never know of!! 

The Vortex Called Life

Sucked in the quagmire of dirty talks
hard and direct can some be,
was one's happiness rested with other's failure, I thought!
the thought forced to be evaded, I fought!


Failures that never failed me 
left marks of hard reality at heart,
sparing the black phases of life I swam across,
the life so dark as the night sea or so it seemed,
nonetheless I saw the empty shore!


Pride I take, not letting myself fall apart
even when the best efforts tried,
scars that lie down deep inside, shalt not be swept aside,
not that anyone would know or care
I dread!


Insulted were people with the company I offered,
nevertheless I persisted,
sailing through days of tears streaked sleep,
I dreamt by!


Days now to have flown over
in wonder of how people have a memory loss,
some feigning an alternate face 
while I smile at them all knowing too well,
I egg on!


I still stand, tall and proud,
with the arrogance and determination, that never failed me,
you might never know,
with strength and tolerance you might never know of,
I still arise, above the rest
like a phoenix from its ashes, to prove and rule,
when I can only feel sorry about your Mighty Ignorance,


You would still Talk!!