Living on the Edge

Gentle, capricious, awful, Wild.
Never the same for two months together
Ruthless in its passion and infinity divine
Tames even the grandest Gods of power

Alone, yet never lonely,
Tranquil and serene, beyond somewheres
The world was mine, mine only,
When I trekked to the Himalayas

I wandered along the malignant edges
I could feel the clouds, sky pierced and broken
I saw no bird, for I had grown wings
No song was sung, no word was spoken

With a backpack and the will to survive
Life was much more than money and religion
Living the life of a happy warrior
When footsteps end at the top of a mountain

To listen to the sounds of silence
To feel the sun and earth as my soul
To explore the untamed wilderness
I like to call it my pilgrimage

I stood, my eyes turned upward still
It was the realization of my free will
What is failure
What are mistakes
What am I afraid of
How do I find success
Everything is good enough
When I live on the edge
No more haste, no more scamp
For a moment I was Alexander Supertramp

Conversations

'Why me?', I ask God, 'Why me?'

'You're the chosen one', he says, 'You've got to be.'

'But God, I'm good for nothing, do not test my soul',

'You're wrong son, you are a star trapped in a black hole'.

Gleam in the Dark

The dark night spreads like the sea

Like waves of an endless song

My mind beckons to me

Ushering me to move along

My body feels like a cocoon

I do not feel any stars or the moon

My heart is heavy and grows stiffer

Everything seems a fading whisper.

This isn't who I am.

My head aches so deadly

The needle pushes not so gently

Fighting a feeling makes me shiver

Eyes full of blood it makes me wonder

The room is spinning, the clouds are parting

The clock is cracking, in the emptyness I am drowning

How I wish for the night to freeze

How I pray for a moment in the breeze

How I long for my life's essence

How I want to hear the sounds of silence.

I see a star in the distant sky

Radiant beam lights up my eye

Oh yes, a shooting star in the sky

I watch as the fire tail trails by

They say shooting stars come once in a while

Make sure you make your wish before they die

I make a wish, hope it comes true

I have always done, I have waited, but they never do.

I take it upon myself the task

To resurrect my life, others I cannot ask

I tread through the trail awaiting the end

On this road I can only ascend

What lies at the end is the answer to all

The higher I go, the further I fall

I will do what I do best

For men are always put to the extremes of test

I will stand up and give it my all

For if I do that, my soul shall not fall.

Faceless

Faceless I was

In the burning summer of '09

Woke up before the sunrays could beam

Suffering insomnia,

Sacheted to the kitchen for a cup of cold coffee cream

Yawned and blinked my eyes upto the mirror

I felt a surge

The coffee was tasteless

My mirror image was faceless.

Went to work

Computers and copiers, corners and bookcases

All had become malingent edges

I turned the monitor on

My heart leaped

Faceless figures all around

Who could speak no words, could hear no sound

I felt senseless

Everyone was faceless.

Went out to the greens

To inhale and rejuvenate

My spirit of being a human

Killing the self professional demon

It had taken over my mind

It was eating away at my soul

My throat burned with fear

My stomach growled even more

In my mind I was still looking into the mirror

Yet I did not know who I see

All that I knew

That faceless figure couldn't be me.

I came back home

There he was

I grabbed myself in anger

Or was it more in fright

I was just shocked

To see that sight

A shadow black as night

I laughed and then cried

Crumbled to the floor

Felt like a dream

Unlike I had ever seen before

Abandoned, broken hearted, powerless

Crushed under the powerful lord of darkness

I saw him, I saw my soul

I was him, he was faceless...