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Friday, March 25, 2011

Point Blank


Getting up from the couch, I looked outside. It was dead dark. It was time, I realized.

I rubbed my hands together, for it was a cold night. I then picked up the .45 from the table and thrust it over onto my head, ready to shoot myself. I had nothing left to live for. Point blank.


Sunday, March 20, 2011

Chanakya - The Kingmaker


In the dead of the night, a brahmin, bare chested and eyes closed stood amongst an army of thousands thinking of the joys he would bring,
Chanakya the Kingmaker stood outside the gates of Kishaganj smiling, tonight he would throw down another king.

Friday, March 18, 2011

The Cruel Monarch


In shining armor and wrapped from head to toe sparing the neck, The Brave Knight walked the long corridor, all he heard were his own footsteps, all he saw was an empty hall; tonight he would set things right,
He looked out of the window : It was dark while small stars twinkled in the sky, the clouds swayed calmly; The Knight was going to make sure it was The Cruel Monarch's last night.

Wednesday, March 9, 2011

The Ghost Rider


Standing at the gates of Hell, I shouted out to Devil to give me my life back, to give me my damned soul back, to remove this pain; My life wasn't one filled with glory,
A burning skull, fire rushing through every vein in my body - ruthless, senseless and heartless; My name is Ghost Rider - Welcome to my side of the story.

Monday, March 7, 2011

Burn for a Burn


Hyderabad,
May 2nd.

I stood still, with my eyes staring into those in the mirror. To hide all the scars, , I slowly wrapped the cloth band-aid all around the face. They used to hurt. A lot. But now I am used to it. I live, to get rid of that pain I have scarred. On my heart. Life is never meant to be a joyride. It's full of pain. Pain that you can only get rid of by revenge. I believed in that and it has served me well so far. I don't know if I will be sorry for what I am going to do, but I sure as hell know I will be happy. Happy to get rid of the pain. The pain that had tortured me for 10 years now. Tonight, I was going to let it go. It all ends. Tonight.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

The puzzle of Life


Silence. Everywhere. I just walked around, clearly not knowing what I would do when suddenly I saw a large wooden table. Oak-brown, the table was bigger than anything I had ever seen. I walked over to it and to my surprise, there was pieces of a jigsaw puzzle.

Apocalypse


Mother always told me that Hell was a horrible place to be in, made up of fire and brimstone; Fire and ashes everywhere; nothing but heat and blood flowing through the ground,
Today is The Day of the Apocalypse, I am still alive and dead bodies, crying people, burning houses and chaos, that is what I see all around.

Living by the Gun


The revolver stared into my eyes as I sat, bent on my knees with tears in my eyes, looking for forgiveness in his eyes but in vain, for all I had done, Fate had seen fit,
He calmly said, "Die" and with that it had all come down : The money, the power, the danger; Living by the Gun - this was the Grand Finale, this was it.

I can Fly


Standing on the edge of a cliff, I steadied the wings on my hand and took a deep breath; This is what I wanted, I realised all along :this was what my life was all about.
Fresh wind flowing in the air, the chill was settling down as the Sun was rising into the majestic skies, I wiped my eyes and shouted "I CAN FLY !", as I decided : no matter what, I would jump out.

Getting away with Murder


The clock ticked in silence as I looked in awe at what lay before me, it was all dark except for a candle in the distance, I decided it was time to run,
I was scared, I was horrified, I was excited, I was feeling Evil again, I stood in horror as I realised I had to get away with Murder tonight; this was going to be fun.

I tried to forget what happened, but no, soon it hit me - I tried to place it in my head, I realised he was begging, he wanted me to make it go away, he was on his knees,
He told me he was seeing things again and they were scary, he told me in the light of the Moon he saw them, humming silently amidst the calm trees.

He broke into tears as he told me he lost everything in life, he told me how horrible the voices were, how cruel their treatment was, how sick their burning faces,
He told me that he tried to flee, he tried to sleep through but he still couldn't escape, he tried to forget but he still remembered the times, the pleasures, the places.

Death : that was what he had brought about, killing : that was what he had done, he said he was very sorry but they wouldn't forgive, the voices killed him inside everyday,
Amidst the childish cries, he told me to make them go away, he wanted me to talk to them, he requested I try and find out a way.

Suddenly he broke into endless laughter and pushed me away, suddenly he began to rise slowly and said the voices said they needed me, he ordered me to lay down my life,
I stood confused as he told me he was going to kill me, he said he had seen enough and heard it all, he silently walked toward the table and picked up a shiny Butcher knife.

He threw it toward me and asked me to cut through my neck, I began to panic and said this was madness, I said this was insanity, I told him how stupid was bliss,
He said Death was beautiful, Death was silent and peaceful, he asked me to just lay down and wait for It's song, that moment of Bliss.

I stood up and tried to run when he smiled and asked me to see the door; it was locked, I told him to stop all this as he began saying my life he would live, my mistakes he would mend,
He brandished the knife against the wall as he came walking neatly counting the seconds, he said he would tell me a wonderful story about a tiger and a goat and said wonderful would be the End.

I tried controlling him as I said this was not the right thing to do but he wasn't listening, he said the tiger killed the goat and Death today was the Tiger, and I was the goat,
He laughed again as he rose the knife and aimed for my heart, I pulled the knife and swayed it through this neck, he fell dead as I realized; I had cut his throat.

I looked around; the lone candle had burnt out, the key was lying on the table but as I walked toward the door, I began to listen to his voice, it grew harder and harder,
Running out of the house, I sat in the car and punched the accelerator, I didn't know about the rest of my life but tonight I was getting away with Murder.

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The Hunter


I stood amidst the woods, the Sun hitting my face, the heat burning me down bit by bit, I was only trying to blend in and submerge, I had to become one with the jungle, I had to stay still,
I was born for the woods, brought up for this game, tamed for the art of getting what I want, trained to be The Hunter and taught to live only to Kill.

Blood Lust (Not for the weak-hearted)


I looked intently at my knife shining in the evening light, it's glare piercing my eyes, I waved it around, cutting it through the silent dust,
I couldn't wait for it's cleanse, I couldn't wait for the deep red to flow, couldn't wait for the majestic glow, the wonderful feeling : They call it Blood Lust.

She slept across the room like a baby, her soft lips laying still and beautiful strands of hair falling on her face - Oh ! How I loved the sight,
I gently walked towards her and shook her awake, she opened her eyes to realize she was tied up - she started screaming in fright.

Her sweet screams were music to my ears as I said, "Honey, don't stop the shouts - keep shouting, because these are the sounds I will remember you by",
I felt elated when I heard her groan, I felt powerful and blessed, as I sat next to her I touched her with my gloved hand as she began to cry.

I ran the knife over her mouth and cut the cloth open as she began to scream "You freak!", oh how soothing her touch was and how comforting her tears, she was cold with fear,
I sang her a lullaby, told her she was sleeping once again, that the night had already come, it was time to say goodbye and her sleep-time was near.

I untied her hands and legs, she kicked me in the chest and tried to stand up, competition - she knew I loved it, she knew how much I craved for a chase,
She began throwing things and started running toward the door - I caught up with her and told this horror was only for sometime, only a small phase.

I explained to her as I caught her in my arms that this was just a nightmare and she would soon feel better, all that this world was was just an illusion, just a dream,
I dragged her across the room and put her on bed careful to tie her before she started playing again, I warned her not to talk to strangers - no matter how nice they seem.

I pulled the knife out and I showed it to her, it was time to end her nightmare, free her from her worries, relieving her of the pain was for me a must,
I lifted the knife and slit her throat open as her screams stopped and the tears ended, a lava sput out of her body and hit my face : Blood Lust.

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(Happy Halloween)

I walk free - Bhagat Singh


I woke up this morning and saw the Sun rise, saw it until it hit the Earth with it's ferocious rays, saw it until my eyes burnt, saw it until it looked back and smiled at me,
I smelt the crisp morning air from the small window, this was my last morning and my last day, this was the last time I would walk free.

I remembered all those people who told me my life is a disgrace, who told me I was dying too young and who told me to give up this struggle , lose this fight,
How could I see someone rule me in my heart and on my land, how could I see a child being beaten up with his mother watching, how could I sleep every night.

They came for our spices, to taste our food and beg for our riches, they crawled into our country like little rats to eat the leftovers, they now took over my land,
I couldn't bear to see this happen and so I shouted out, I decided I would fight - even if it meant alone, even if it meant rotting in the sand.

This freedom we crave for, these cries we cry and the torture we bear, the pain we take in, I believe in living them, I believe that there will come a bright new day,
Within every bruise on my body there is liberty, within every death there is revolution, I am now certain that the future is certain and clear is the way.

Our women being treated like slaves, our men like dogs, our houses destroyed and our farms burnt, my soul burns up with sheer fury,my blood boils at the very thought,
I have seen enough white men smile in glee, I have heard enough of the Queen's Anthem, we will be free even if it means war, enough appeals I have heard and enough non-violence I have sought.

I know that my time has come now, but there will be others, this Inquilab won't end here - it will only get bigger, this train of thought has begun and soon it will get loud,
Every brave mother will send her son to war, every child will play on a free land, every farmer will cut his own crop and today, Comrades, this feeling is just making me proud.

The Sun is about to set and the evening air is still as crisp, I can smell the tasty food at home, "Bhagat" I can hear mother calling out - from afar her smiling face I can see,
I walk down as I see everything now - this was what my life was about, this was my destiny and even as I walk to my death, I walk on my land, I walk free.

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Too young to Die


The tall fortresses, the clear blue waters, the majestic animals, the huge mountains, the sweet smell of rain and the big wide sky,
They all called out to me as I put on my hat and decided to travel the world - I was too young to die.

I saw the beautiful Himalayas where the sages spent lives in prayer, I saw the snow-capped hills and the deer, I saw the wondrous Ganga river - the river of life,
I met the great king of my country Bharat, I roamed in his Royal Gardens and heard his jester's jokes, I had the pleasure of talking to his wife.

I travelled with the Great Chinese Monks as they told me all about peace and the outer world, I fought with them as they taught me Kung Fu - a form of fighting and a wonderful art,
I survived the dragons I had heard so much about, I jumped the walls along with the other kids of Mongolia, I ran into a stranger who offered me a sweet tart.

I walked through the cold lonely roads of Russia and escaped the Russian Mafia, I felt the furry clothes they claimed to have discovered and sat with the rebels, chatting in the shade,
I swam through the icy rivers to see Russian markets in sale, I sneaked in to houses and learnt how Vodka was made.

I sat and prayed in the cathedrals of Vatican City, I met the beautiful women of Italy and learned their language, I feasted on the lovely Italian food,
I learnt how to row a boat and how to paint, I couldn't believe how they built lovely chairs out of simple wood.

I drank and rejoiced with the Scottish Bagpipes, I wore their skirts and tried to dance to their music, I rested in the fresh forests and watched the Sun rise,
I laughed as they spoke funny words I never understood, I argued with people about the Earth being round and found out how some acted to be wise.

I travelled all along the England and saw people in hats and coats, I saw the big walls with strong men's pictures pasted asking me to join the lumberjacks, I decided to try,
I travelled in carriages run by horses and talked to Sherlock Holmes, I learned that they had small sticks that would burn up in an instant, I realised they could now make metal birds that could fly.

I worked on a boat that sailed into America, I came onto the coast to find people wearing feather hats and how men rode on horses in the deserts, trying to remember their own names,
I met the Yankee Doodle who asked me to join the army, I wore a cowboy's hat and learnt to tie a Lasso, I tried to use a gun and joined the Sheriff in stopping the locals' war games.

I sweated my way to Mexico to see Spanish men calling me lovingly, I ran through Mexican streets trying to escape the hot sun, I ate their Nachos, met some Mariachis and sang with them a song,
I kept my heart in my mouth as I saw people dying trying to kill and run, I begged people to leave me as I saw them smoke leaves they called cigars - fat and long.

I rowed to Africa and saw nothing but jungles until I met people who were stark naked, I stood without any clothes in the blazing heat and hunted for food, swam to catch fish,
I ran for my life from the Man-eating men in the deep forests, I shared my sorrows with a ghost who asked me my wish.

I then rode on a camel to Arabia where I saw black water come out from sand, I met Sheiks who told me about the Quran, I stared in wonder as I saw the Magicians remove from the small bottle a big black snake,
I was called into meet rich merchants who offered me food to work, I saw women wearing black, I drank their tasty wine without even taking a break.

I had seen everything, the mountains, the rivers, the women, the tall trees of Russia and the great warriors of Rome,
I now came back to the land of cultures, the land of spices, the land of unity - the land they call Bharat, I now came back home.

IRON MAN


Staring into the sky, he saw the star studded sky and smiled, he loved being up there, he loved flying like an eagle, now was just another night,
IRON MAN - he lived for the name, the respect he got, he lived for the moment, he lived in the darkness of captivity for Freedom's bright light.

He believed that Domination was never the right way, killing was never human,he knew that War was never correct - until fought for peace, he knew the worst thing was fighting for your life,
Deep down, every man was afraid, deep down everyone had fear, he lived in that fear - fear that a good man would die in vain, fear that a kind word would be slaughtered by Evil's knife.

Everyone told him he wouldn't live to fight another day, everyone told him he would just be another nobody in life, everyone were wrong - he proved them wrong,
His heart had been taken out, his courage grabbed from him and yet he fought every minute inside to rise, to be better, he walked down the road to peace, sometimes alone and remained strong.

He knew that one day he would die - he knew he would burn, he didn't care much, he would be a dead soul one day and all his life would just be thrown into a sack,
But he never believed in living for himself, he knew that all that mattered was things we leave behind, it never mattered what we took - The world will only remember what we give back.

Looking down from the sky, he saw the lovely city - at rest under the stars when he suddenly saw a fire, he immediately made up a plan,
He lifted up slowly in the armour and as he got ready to fly, he put on his mask he smiled, this was his journey, his legacy - he was IRON MAN.

(To Srikar Kandalam - my brother, the best man I have ever known.)

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James Bond - Try Dying Again


Walking silently, I crawled up behind, lifted my gun to aim on the head - point Blank, that was where you get no sound when shot but maximum pain,
My name is Bond. . .James Bond, this is what I do - kill to live, kill to safeguard, James is already dead, Bond tries dying, again and again.

Slaughtering, catching, escaping, burning, destroying, re-building is nothing new, breaking codes and murder is no different, this night is just another task,
I am used to this now, my mind doesn't feel anymore - it calculates, my mind doesn't move anywhere - it travels, I don't cry anymore - I just work under a mask.

I walked across the dimly lit corridor and made sure I never made any sound for people committing crime heard the slightest of sounds, sensed the lightest of movements, bad men were like wolves - keen,
But tonight I was the one with a plan, I was the one doing what I do best, never did I fail, never did I break out, neither was I heard nor was I seen.

I stood by the door and listened to the voices inside - 10, maybe 15 people, all with guns probably, two of them women, women so beautiful I could smell their sweet sense standing here,
Bad things were about to happen later in the night, this was just the beginning, I now heard clicks from inside - clicks of guns loading, I knew failure was no option - I loved seeing them fall, I feasted on their fear.

I slowly turned the door knob and pushed the door inside careful to stand out and I saw bullets fly through the door, I watched them as they flew past me, I waited and saw them run,
Until the sound stopped, until the bullets took a hike, until I heard empty triggers, now they were empty and I was the one with a gun.

I entered the room and ran amidst confused and angry faces - killing them in cold blood, shooting them in the crisp night, ending them like infected cattle and trying to live, trying to make it out,
There were two women indeed and they were beautiful before they got a hole in the head, it was for them I came out tonight, their death was what this all about.

Bright lights, neat chairs, broken glass, piles of money and drugs, all their bullets spent - what a waste, all their lives now useless, all their efforts to cheat Death now in vain,
Bodies down - 10 to 15 people (2 women) shot in the head at POINT BLANK, I put my gun down, adjusted my suit and realised, this night was just like the rest - Bond tried dying. Again.


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(James Bond - The name says it all.)

The Gambler


Sweat dripping from my forehead, I didn't care, I was scared to death, I didn't care, all I wanted to do was walk out tonight with a victory and spit in his face,
I wanted to beat The Gambler, beat him at his own game, and tonight, as I sat down I knew I was I would beat The Devil, in his game, at his pace.

He was the best at this game they called Teen Patti (3 Cards), and tonight I knew I was lucky, I felt lucky, all I wanted was a win,
Winning is everything, everytime, and for some of us, winning is what Life is all about and I never cared how I did it, hard work, betrayal, or even pure sin.

I didn't even look at him as he entered, I wanted his money, that's all, but as he came I couldn't help, I had heard so much, heard much about him and his legend,
I saw it in his eyes as he walked through the room, he had a snake's eyes, tonight, I said to myself, tonight his reign would end.

He came and sat down, I looked at him with pure vengeance, all his money was mine, he looked at me and smiled, I gave him a cold stare,
He continued smiling, he thought he owned me with his wins, this game would change his life, after this he would be out with hands bare.

They dealt the cards, I was going to play even without looking at my cards, this was my speciality - I would play blind,
He glanced at me - he looked afraid, that was what I wanted, I wanted to make him die in fear inside, I wanted to ruin his mind.

I put all my money in, I couldn't wait to get a whiff of sheer pleasure, I couldn't wait for that smell of success, I had put everything I had on the line,
He counted his money - dejected while doing it and he coughed slightly, he put all his money in and silently ordered some wine.

I looked at my cards and flung them confidently on the table - three Kings, but as I looked at him, I knew he cheated and I knew it was a bluff, in horror I realised his sadness was his Poker face,
Sweat dripping from my forehead, I saw him - I looked him in the eyes, he gently smiled and put his cards on the table, all of them ace.

(A poem written to express my love to the wonderful game of Teen Patti, played in the Indian Underground)

S A W


Waking up, I looked around and saw nothing but abyss, I heard nothing but silence, I tried to shout but no voice came out, I tried to cry but I couldn't feel the tear in my eye,
I tried to look around but to my horror, I saw bloodthirsty fire screaming below, I realised I wasn't standing, I was hung above, high.

I didn't even know if I would survive this nightmare, I didn't even know if I would be alive again, tonight I had to get out or the Devils would eat me raw,
And all because of the mazes he created, all because of the "challenges" he made, all because of one man and his legend - Jigsaw.

As I struggled to draw breath and pull myself up, I heard the voice - the cold, sickening voice, he told me he wanted to play a GAME,
I wasn't worthy of the life I got, he said, I was going to be enlightened, he said, tonight I had to prove my worth and clear my name.

I was soon going to be put down in the freakshow I was told, I had to find out how to stay alive or I would be burnt like dead grain,
I was supposed to be human again after this game, he promised, I was supposed to brave this bloodbath and learn from the pain.

I was in his field tonight, playing by his rules, living his moments, all my life I had seen the others be in his tests - tonight I had become one,
Hell was upon me and there was nothing I could do, I was going to be slaughtered part by part alive, I couldn't even run.

The room shone with brightness as the chains from my hands began to let go, I saw the flames smiling below and realised I had to walk out in one piece, I had to survive,
I fell down to the cold floor, I tried to feel myself again, tried to touch my feet and deep down my pounding heart, I tried to stay alive.

I saw that there was a door at the end but it wouldn't be easy, I had to burn myself to resurrect again and even though I wouldn't live, I realised I had to try,
Standing up, I saw nothing but fire around, heard nothing but it's cruel laugh and I knew - Tonight I would win this game, tonight I wasn't going to die.

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The Exorcist


Sitting down, enjoying the calm silence in the dark, listening to the Devil's voice is what I long,
I am The Exorcist and devils, foul spirits, all of you horrible ghosts, hell is where you belong.

The cool wind blows through my body, what blows through you, you sick prick ? Torture, pain, useless desire,
You pathetic pest - leave the girl alone, I know the humans you fear, our water you run from, leave her alone or you will burn in holy fire.

Scream all you want, laugh all you want, you don't scare me and your tactics won't work, I have played this game before,
I know your weaknesses, I know your fears, I know how to make you feel pain, I have perfected myself, I even know how to quieten your disgusting roar.

What do you know about us ? The happiness we have, the pain we go through, the victory we share, the love we share,
We feel guilt, we regret our mistakes, yet everyday we try to be somebody, every moment in Death's face we bravely stare.

Leave the girl alone Spirit, I am warning you, leave her and this world alone, leave us and go back to your fate,
Get out now - run if you have to, before people learn your ways, before we squeeze you with our hands, use you as bait.

For me there is no night, for me there is no day, I don't feel things anymore, your cries are my life, you are the reason I stay awake,
I fought greater evils, I have made them cry, I have faced stronger ghosts, every time I have put my life at stake.

Now, sitting in this dark amongst the silence, I order you "friend" to walk away, to go in fright, to flee,
I, the Exorcist, have been to Hell and back, have tasted your blood and if you don't go now, your pain I will make sure of, your ashes I will see.

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My Train to Hell


I sat at the stop amidst other people like me, sinners, looking at the blood on the tracks, waiting for my Train to Hell,

It finally came, 666 written on the top, spitting out black smoke, it finally came with The Devil hanging beside - smiling, and we thought, "Oh well".

I got in, found myself a seat next to a hot girl, put on some AC/DC, and prepared myself for the best ride,

This place really smelled like shit, I didn't care, we were all going to burn and I still didn't care, for I was finally meeting Hitler and would finally be sitting by his side.

I had slaughtered all my life to survive, me and my Machete, I had killed people just to watch them dying,

And today I was here on this Express, listening to people talking about their regrets and seeing some of them crying.

I looked outside and I was amazed - we were on a bridge, Hell's residents watching us from their cages on one side, mountains of bones on the other,

Once you are here, there is no turning back, once you are here, there is no happiness, there is no friend, there is no brother.

This journey was one I felt nice about, this journey gave me a front row seat to torture - skulls being crushed, strange smells in the air, throats being slit,

The sky was fire itself, burning above and below us, there were people being thrown into Lava, there were bodies being lit.

The Demons looked just like we had read about them - sick, huge, bones in the neck, filled with hate,

They were laughing at us, shouting, cursing and spitting at us, they were laughing, they just couldn't wait.

The train stopped and we all got down, just when we stepped on the floor it opened wide and we fell,

We looked around us and we were there, we realised, we stood up to find The Devil smiling and saying, "Hope you enjoyed the train. Welcome to Hell."

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The Psycho Circus


Looking up to the sky, I saw horrible faces laughing back with all their heart, laughing back at me,
This was my destiny, my curse, I was to destroy The Psycho Circus, I was supposed to set the world free.

Sword ready in my hand, mask steady on the face, I kicked open the gates and I entered this Crazy Town,
Headless Clowns, five legged lions, talking horses - tonight they were going to end, tonight this hellhole was going down.

No matter how brave I tried to be, no matter how heartless I tried to look, I was realising, it was only sure death to which I was getting near.
Even if I got through everything, I was supposed to die, and this brought back horror, and one thing clouded my once human mind - fear.

I got in the carnival, expecting blood and death around, I got in expecting fire and psychotic violence,
But I died inside when I saw what I saw and heard what I heard, it was the worst of all - everywhere, silence.

I just stood and stared at the empty abyss, I didn't know whom to kill, I didn't know what was to be done,
I thought this was it, I thought I was worried for nothing when out of the nothingness I heard - "For your life, run."

And then the lights came on, and then the music started, and then the Circus came to Life,
This Madhouse was showing it's true colours, and if the world was the Devil, tonight I get to admire his wife.

And as this hellhole tore down upon me, as I began cutting heads off, as their death dawned on them, as their blood began to flow,
I decided I was walking out this freakshow alive and I would kill to survive, I couldn't help but smile when they announced, "Starbearer, Welcome to the Show."

One-legged rope walkers, jokers juggling human heads and lions whipping them marched toward me - all for one purpose,
I looked at my sword, shining in my eyes and I realised this was what I had to do to live - destroy The Psycho Circus.


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The Bounty Hunter


Clothed in black, walking alone in the dead of the night, I feel powerful, wicked, I feel anything but fear,
I am The Bounty Hunter and "Vampire", cry, tremble, beg for salvation for and end to your massacre is here.

They tell me you are invincible, well that's about to go away, they tell me you are twisted inside, well that's about to go away,
For me you are nothing but another horrible menace, nothing but another freak, and when this is over you will just be another disgust i slay.

Hear me, Vampire, many have tried and many have failed, but this is different, tonight this blood bath ends, tonight you die,
Hear me, you Blood sucking creature, fear my voice, come down and face me "Dracula", you can't run away, no matter how much you try.

You think you can judge humans, I dare you to try, you think you can reign over, I ask you to think again,
Humanity has lost everything and we aren't perfect but we still are human, we still love, we still wake up to the sun, we still enjoy rain.

Look at yourself, my blood is your antidote, look at yourself, "Count", look at yourself and look at what you have done,
For all this you have only yourself to blame O Vampire, for all this you will pay, tonight for your life you will run.

I have done mistakes I regret, I have errors I can't mend, I have done things for which there is no redemption and yet here I stand,


Wiith my bow in my hand, clothed in black, I feel the power of a human inside me, and I, The Bounty Hunter, promise you - This showdown will be Grand.


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The False Prophet


Today, as the sky cried out and the earth bathed in blood, everyone cried out for him to come : The One,

He ascended and people smiled, for he had come - their Prophet, he had come into their nightmares like the Sun.

People began to shout, people began to cry and people rejoiced, they felt like breathing again and living again,

He would take them to their victory, he would make them human again, he would make them forget Pain.

He picked up his gun and began running like a bull on rampage, he began running and everyone embraced Hope,

People realised he was their Haven this time, people realised the enemy were their fall to death and he was their last rope.

So people began running behind him as he cut his way through the enemy, they began running and inside their hearts flied,

Until suddenly The Prophet got shot and never moved again, until suddenly all chances of their win, along with him had died.

His body lay in dust, while they realised their best had failed, his body lay in dust, while for their lives, they began to run,

And as the people became the Resistance, in horror they realised : All along, there was no saviour, there never was The One.



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The One Eyed Man


As I entered the town of the Blind, I realised it was true : I, The One Eyed man would be king.

They would do my bidding, they would play to my tunes, I would be the ringmaster, and the town, my Ring.

The air, the people, the women, the power, the rule, all made for me : everything here just felt right.

They were all dead soldiers, buried in sand, rotten, scarred and I was the one Eyed Eagle, this was my Flight.

Soon I would rule the army, soon I would kill the weak, soon I would rule, I would take over the nation,

Soon I would be the one fulfilling their destiny, Soon I would be the one with total domination.

They would shower me with praise, they would celebrate my birth, they would treat me like their son,

And all just because I am blessed and face it people, I am, without a shadow of a doubt, The One.

I finally was going to play this game my way, I finally was going to be the Angel about whom they would sing,

I was going to be God in this godforsaken place, Man, I had to smile; I, the One Eyed Man was going to be King.

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The Night had passed


We thought we would die, we thought we wouldn't survive; until someone told us The Night had Passed.

We could breathe again and we could live again; it was the greatest danger we had ever surpassed.

The storm had killed many, the storm had destroyed many, the storm had taken our courage away,

But now it felt like we had won, now it felt like we had earned our right to see the beautiful Day.

We looked at each other and smiled, we looked at each other and hell, some of us* even cried.

We knew deep down inside that we had beat Death today and that it couldn't take us, even though it tried.

Some of us lost everything, some of us lost ourselves and some of us even lost hope in fate,

But we will help them for we had beat all odds, for we had grown from all our feelings of hate.

We slowly came out and saw destruction, we slowly came out and saw the damage amassed,

But we could build it all again for we had Lived when the others died, and finally : The Night had Passed.

(A dedication to all the earthquake and natural disaster victims around the world)

The Magician's Trick


I love watching you wonder, I love watching you awe, I love playing my card : The Magician's Trick.

You think you can figure it out, don't you ? You think you are good at this, you think you are quick.

Be it my coin vanish, be it my cards' jump, be it my fire turning into water, I can see you want to know,

You just see me control you inside, you just see me smile my smile, you, son, just see what I Show.

You just keep seeing because you don't know that I have thought this through, all you can do is nod,

You now know that there is nothing you can do, you now know that I have beat your mind, you know I am God.

Still you want another chance, still you want to see why you didn't get it, still you want to make sure if you aren't sick.

Little do you know that I expected your wonder, little do you know I have played the greatest card : The Magician's Trick.

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The Gladiator


As the Gladiator waited for the door to open, his whole life flashed in front of his eyes,

All the glory he ever felt, all the lies he ever told, all the people he had lost and all their cries.

Amidst all the cheer, he had lived his dream, amidst all the darkness, he had lived as The Sun,

And today he was going in to fight, and today he was going all alone, with nowhere left to run.

All his life he had wanted this but today he felt scared, all his life he had wanted this but today he was afraid,

This would be his toughest battle yet because he could die, this would be his toughest because he would end up, slayed.

He wiped his forehead and put his helmet on, he took out and brandished the Sword, his only friend,

As he heard men shout his name, he braved a smile and decided it wouldn't matter if this was his End.

He was going against certain death today and he felt proud, he was sure to kill the Beasts like mice,

The Door opened and The Gladiator went in, fearless, his whole life flashing in front of his Eyes.

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The Wounded Eagle


Blood dripping from our bodies, we all looked up and saw a god-send : The Wounded Eagle flying.

He reminded us of strength and honour, he reminded us of the fire inside, he reminded us why we weren't dying.

The mighty bird moved across the Sun, fearless and not afraid, as blood from it's wing began to pour,

And just when we lost hope, and just when we lost power, and just when we thought he was dying, he flew some more.

The look in his eye struck bravery in all our hearts, as we stood up and picked up our sword to fight the battle,

We decided to do away with the enemy ourselves, we decided to win this war even though our men lay like dead cattle.

Our wound dried up, still we didn't fall, our bodies were crying out, still we didnt fall, we couldn't move, still we didn't fall,

We had to win, failure was no option, we had to win, death was not winning today, no matter how loud and fearful it's call.

We had seen enough losses, now it was our win, we were going to win and call it a day, we had seen enough trying,

And with all hope inside, we looked up with a smile, and with all pride we saw : The Wounded Eagle still flying.

(A poem dedicated to the Eagle, my brother : Srikar Anna)

The Lone Soldier


All had perished on the battlefield, the enemy seemed to have won, yet the Lone Soldier didn't back down.

With a thousand men marching toward him - all with swords and blades, his face didn't show the slightest frown.

He held up his shield and brandished his sword, he stood up from the ground and cried the loudest cry,

If he was going to die today, he wouldn't feel bad, if he was going to die today, he would give it one last try.

He didn't care about the arrows which would pierce, he didn't care about the burning sun or the dry sand,

All he saw then was glory in the sky, all he saw then was his country, his place of birth, his MotherLand.

As the footsteps came ramming like bulls, he didn't even tremble and his guts didn't seem to drown.

He was losing, yet he picked his sword out and even when the enemy had won, the Lone soldier died but didn't back down.

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Got to do this

As I washed the raindrops off my bane, I realised one was surviving today : My life or his.

As I looked into Death's eyes, his calm, horrible face, I realised : I got to do this.

So I rose, never minding the pain, so I rose, like a warrior from the Dead,

So I rose, trying not to fall, so I rose and brought my eyes back, oh so bloodshot Red.

I stood up, realising I had no plan up my sleeve, I stood up in the cold, hard rain,

I stood up and realised that to live, I realised that to survive, I had to go totally insane.

Then I went, went slashing, cutting and killing through them like sheep,

I didn't dare look at them, I didn't dare to hear their horrible weep.

When it was over; I had ended up cheating Death, avoiding again, it's warm kiss.

But as I saw Death fail, as I saw the bodies around me, I asked : How long have I got to do this ?

The Ugly Frog


There was a beautiful frog I met in my pond one day,

Thought this was it, thought I had finally met someone on my way.

She was the most radiant frog ever, I couldn't stop looking at her talk,

She had the most amazing smile, the perfect persona and the cutest walk.

I didn't count the number of days we spent, the number of flies we ate.

I didn't mind the scolding she gave, I didn't mind the hours long I had to wait,

I couldn't wait for eternity and so I went and asked her to stay with me forever.

I asked if we could grow old together, I begged her to leave me never.

She broke my green heart, she said this was too fast, she said she had to see the sea,

She said this pond was too small for her and she left for the world, she went leaving me.

I haven't heard from her yet sir, but I am sure you can help, I am sure you will try,

Can you tell her I miss her, can you tell her I am dying inside, can you tell her I still cry ?

Tell her it's me, I am on my knees asking her to come back, tell her that she is my Way,

Please tell her I miss her sir, tell her that The Ugly Frog is waiting. . .even to this day.

The Evil Smile


I know why I am smiling now, I know this is my win.

I know why I feel wicked, I know what power feels like - it's an evil jin.

Each tear you drop makes me feel alive, each fear makes me soar.

Each time you fall down I get hope, each of your cries is my roar.

At the end, I still hope you realise, it's not the way I won that counts,

It's the thrill, it's the feel, it's the pleasure, my friend , pleasure and it's amounts.

I am covered in blood, my body is shouting out yet I know I can bear.

Because it is this feeling I get of your defeat, it is my victory, that's what I care.

Come here while you are still alive, come here while you can still breathe, try to ask why.

Your downfall gave me this smile and I have won, my friend, I get this smile while you stay down, to DIE.