The Lone Wolf

Home is too far,

Oceans he must cross.

But for the wolf that he is,

No disaster is a loss.

 

Hoes and bitches he didn’t kill,

Wanna join him as equals.

Lured into by the benign intro,

Oblivious of obvious sequels.

 

One look into his mirror,

The bitches feel like demi-gods.

When the final day comes,

They squeal like pigs, fleeing in squads.

 

If you want to write a glorified,

Unwritten story of a happy someone;

Seclusion is what you need kid,

You get nothing out of Daddy’s harem.

I hope you don't fall in the trap,

Of being a man, when you aren't supposed to, 

Rejoice the being you were born as, 

And what Daddy has made of you.  

Yes, He is the only one, 

Doling out forgiveness and lessons, 

But, only for his children, 

Irrespective of their wannabe actions.

Now, all you so-called respected beings,

You may rule your nations,

But if you have not kissed his ass,

You don’t even deserve existence.  

Absolutely

Only when you drink enough,

You realize worth and worthlessness.

The idea is to keep you trapped, 

To hold you back from awesomeness .

But it does not matter now, 

Who stands in front of him. 

He will ignore you such,

You'd feel what you need to feel within. 

And hey bitch! If he takes you in, 

Did you really think you could bite him?

He is a tectonic plate, he is forever, 

Give some, Take some, but finished? Never!

When the summit is right ahead, 

Masses do try to take credit.

But every moment is your own flight, 

Assholes, from the timeline, we must delete. 

And, to stay or not to stay, 

If that is anyone's question,

Yours truly tells you all now, 

Absolutely no fucks were ever given. 

Your choice

So, I beat them all,

Putting them in their places,

They, who thought otherwise,

 May trade my ass for their faces.

 

But it’s getting hot here too,

Heavens raining hell from above.

What does the God do?

Maybe, get some love.

 

Since youth, he has trained girls,

To grow into women,

Sometimes they stray away,

Trying to be like men.

 

The Daddy fucks your brains out,

Only if you come to him as feminine,

Want to be a man? Go to Thailand,

Where your birth would make sense divine.

 

I am happy these chances,  

Came down right here to this day.

Daddy will love you baby,

Till you don’t throw this chance away.

Out of your league

Gallons of alcohol, 

Must flush the intestines,

For letting commitments,

Continue to fuck minds. 

This coordinate in space time,    

Is where God rests tonight. 

He tells you, to let go of the world,

And fall onto his feet divine. 

They who feel it inside, 

Are the ones who know. 

Dictate him, no one ever could,  

No matter the place, he runs the show. 

And how dare you compare yourself with him?  

If he turns, publicly, your credentials to dust. 

Crushing your being under his thumb, 

Leaving your entire existence to rust. 

This is a lesson for life, 

For scums like you and alike, 

This is what he does all day and night, 

Bowing down to him, serves your life right. 

Times and shades

Who could have foreseen,

The times, today, we live in?

But I tell you, you wouldn’t want to see,

The places where I have been.

 

But didn’t I tell you in advance,

I will create the impossible chance?

All you had to do, was hold my hands,

So now, I give you a taste of this trance.

 

Sleep in the peace of my arms,

Enchanted by my unmatched charms,

Give up all your belongings en masse,

And I shall rid you of all your qualms.  

 

I don’t care about what the people say,

When I force the cosmos to act this way.

You had your time to think, catch your breath,

Just a matter of time, before I take it away.  

This is a story of  a king's will, not destiny, 

Fate will be his whore, till eternity,

No dependencies, only supremacy, 

And  a rightful queen,  his stamp of authority.  

 

 

Order

Another year passes,

Partly chaotic, partly humdrum.

Yours truly takes on, with grace,

All that could ever come.

After what feels like ages,

Glasses did runneth over.

Nights lit up, like in dreams,

Days passed sturdy and sober.

But today , the wise one,

Shares another lesson.

Throw everything to the wind,

But preserve some caution.

Doesn’t take much time,

For things to go down really south;

When least expected, often,

Smiles turn into ashes in the mouth.

Is it true that people cast a curse,

On their own happiness, when they focus?

Even as we all secretly know it to be true,

It is convenient  to label such thoughts as bogus.

But remember, shallow depths always pass by first,

Reaching the real stuff takes time.

And you would be held guilty,

If you mistake the froth for the wine.

In the interest of common good,

We must let hell be where it today is.

This is a pious day, let’s vow to not unleash,

The demons, that somewhere inside, exist.

To that noble thought- Cheers\m/

Indeed true!

Some things, the average mind,

Fails to decipher.

Like parabolas on fingernails,

Or how ionic bonds wither.

 

But then average minds,

Should not bother even once,

To put their fragile brains into domains,

Guarded by intellect’s canons.

 

Yes, life is a bitch,

And Karma is a whore.

But remember the historical fruits,

Resilience has always bore.

 

All that the world needs,

Is some old-school magic.

The fact that it no longer believes in it,

Makes this place- sordid, melancholic, tragic.

 

Hope is the one thing,

That even the thoroughly servile,

Must never give up on,

In order to feel truly alive.

 

Because, more often than we think,

Things that seem too good to be true,

Turn out to be ‘the’ real deal,

That we must, at all cost, pursue.