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The Battle - mind Vs soul

Poetry By: Gagan

An Experimental writing with my own thoughts...

Submitted:Jun 22, 2012    Reads: 18    Comments: 5    Likes: 1   

Thunderous voices singing through strong air; echoing loud in my ears; urging me and compelling me to commit a crime; to slaughter the humanity and infuriate the divine.

These rising, disturbing, unsuppressed, deafening voices are surrounding me from every corner; chasing and pushing me to travel the path unseen, forcing me to be at place I have never been; to shed an image of reality and forget the colors of time; they are commanding me to hold the axe and commit a crime; to slaughter the humanity and infuriate the divine.

I feel helpless and caged in my own mind created maze; tied to a string of an unseen note; I am forced to play the requiem for my own cause. I want to run, hide and escape this insane pain; I want to break these shackles and want to feel human again. Greed, ego, lust, anger and envy are my accomplice but I want run away from their shadows to feel my inner self to feel some peace.

The Demon inside is strengthening its claws; sharpening its nails and approaching me like a jaws, its shadows engulfs me to compose the darkest rhyme and the voice inside urges me to hold an axe and commit a crime, to slaughter the humanity and infuriate the divine.

I am running from one place to the other, with me ears covered and eyes shut; in a small hole inside a quite hut, away from all the shadows and screams, safeguarding my sanity and protecting my dreams, hiding away all my fears but still somehow from somewhere I think, I am able hear that same voice, which is urging me to …….. ……… ……………..!


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