it's always a midnight..
Everyone be in a deep sleep,
mine in a deep thoughts..
In a depressed pen!
The dead love returns in every midnight
and hurt my heart..
Just like PROMETHEUS !-
Cost of Being Real
The real is difficult
Raw and tender
Hurting to the core
Almost a wound
Open to salt
Hurting with each movement
Each thought, each feeling
Like some Prometheus
Caught in the act
But that's the price of real
Of the holy fire
Of moving ahead
With the angst of a titan
Trapped in torture.-
Promethean Souls
I seek you through hollow days
In melancholy nights
And fragile streetlights
Breathing old moth dust.
In cities of yore
By ancient rivers
Coughing up silt
Islands of delusion before an ocean.
In dreams
Of forgotten mornings
Ones that never sit well
Rearing their head on forbidden lands.— % &In blind lanes
Where lives play out
In shadows and shapes
Always a caricature of could have beens.
A maze so deep
That water loses way
Looking at the North
Only to accumulate in waves of Tartarus.
But I am sure
Assured of your peace
Of our place in time and space
I will find you safe
Its only a test of our Promethean souls.— % &-
Who have been blind their whole life, would not know the difference between a monster and a god.
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Love, like fire wasn't meant for mortals.
Stolen from heaven,corrupted on earth.
We were lucky in the case of fire;
It was just Prometheus who suffered,
Sadly in the case of love,
the price was much greater.-
Here I stand Titan amongst Gods,
My mind a blade, my mind a shield,
I betrayed my kin and I chose the win,
My pride too strong to control,
My heart though was not made of stone,
Stole fire from the mountain in clouds,
Gave it to those who only knew cold,
Lighting struck, oh! Thunderbolt,
Here now I lay chained onto this stone,
Each day I see a feathered foe, who tears my flesh and takes no more,
Here I lay Titan amongst Gods,
My mind, my pride is no more.-
"धरती पर जानवरों और पक्षियों का सारा हक मारने के बाद भी अगर इन्सान ऊच-नीच, जात-पात, अमीर-गरीब, रंग-भेद और देश-धर्म इत्यादि के कारण दुखी हैं तो निसंदेह PROMETHEUS देव को सही सजा मिली जिन्होंने एक गलत प्रजाति को आग का तोहफा देकर पृथ्वी की सत्ता सौंप दी।"
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Cost of Being Real
The real is difficult
Raw and tender
Hurting to the core
Almost a wound
Open to salt
Hurting with each movement
Each thought, each feeling
Like some Prometheus
Caught in the act
But that's the price of real
Of the holy fire
Of moving ahead
With the angst of a titan
Trapped in torture.-
He that one was obsessed with
diligence ;
A trickster who robbed fire for
the mortals;
Wreaked with eternal torment ;
Yet he is the victor of mankind...
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