Flashback

(again the continuation to my previous post. here’s the link https://xtormentorx.wordpress.com/2013/07/07/salvation/)

here’s to love

reflecting upon my past
through a broken mirror
slave to the recurring dream
pinned to the past
paralysed to your memroy
of holding hands
walkin around the city
late night phones
and a new movie
laughters and desserts
tounges and kisses
hugs and wishes
im left with couple of photographs and memory in bits and pieces
im a traveler of time
-imagination-
my own time machine
no, i cannot skip.
like a fish, you slip away!

Salvation

(once again continuation to my previous post Strangulation as part III, here;s the link if you’d like to read https://xtormentorx.wordpress.com/2013/07/07/strangulation/)

here’s to love…..
my last kiss,
sealed upon your lips.

Strangulation

(this post is actually a continuation as a part II to my earlier post Suffocation. here’s the link if you’d like to read it https://xtormentorx.wordpress.com/2013/07/01/suffocation/)

here’s to love
barbed wire round my neck
perfect knot
upon the leash
penetrating steel
puncture skin
anchored upon the throat
rupturing wounds
bulging eyes
contracting chest
heart rate on the furious rise
blood speeds through my eyes as i let you chock my breath away
asphyxiation
your soft hands smother my neck
and this time i slip away!!

Time

time
neither a friend
neither a for
time is a ruler
monarch to its own tick
kingdom of eternity
what time is?
is a great healer
majestic revealer
time
justified without a rhyme.

Suffocation

here’s to love
crawling under my skin
inch by inch
from head to toe
mind to body
brain to heart
from patience to madness
devotion to disgust
here i slit my arms in your sweet memory
cause its creeping me out
i let the blood flow
and this time i walk away!!

Face Battle

“wrapped among the sweetness of your soft redness
bitten by your shiny white sharpness
wrestling through inside and out, from me to you
the tongue battles the tug of war
with polite naughtiness
chaos and havoc explodes within us
messy and juicy creates a panic rush
the eyes as shut for the shared emotion
mischievous glance inbetween acknowledge the passion
noses rub the sweet taste of love and deep compassion
over powering the lust of damnation”

Incomprehensible

either my heart’s been replaced or the blood,
with acid.
i can feel my brain melting
and flowing out through my eyes,
as tears.
in my imagination you are walking and laughing and smiling;
reality-
you do not exist………….
each of these songs are torture to my ears,
your voice on that phone is lost within the wires,
im no more than dead-
cause you i cannot feel;
your scent i cannot smell.
i’ve been trapped in this cage-
purgatory
where existence is nothingness.

this pain it feels
like i’ve been forced on the ground
and lacerate the layer of my skin off my chest
as im conscious-
i cant bear this pain.
somedays i wish you’d come to my room
out from the dead,
adorn in white dress like the angels
and lay beside me on my bed and talk to me;
and tell me how heaven is
and wipe a tear off my face
and drop a smile to my face.

my heart is an iceberg
melt it down with your warmth
let it be a flowing water
shapeless
resilient
adaptable
incomprehensible.

Electric

Electricity!!
What is it to me?? the electricity
i question myself
and wonder as i stare
to the turned on computer
and the thrashing high voltage speaker!
is it a mere essence of life
or more to me????

i’ve felt electricity many times before..
i’d tell you a story
about how i got electrocuted back when i was a kid
i remember it was on those mischievous school days
when i was locked up in hostel
wrestling with my friends.
but you’d get bored…im sure.

may be its something i feel
when i close my eyes
and kiss your sweet lips.
like an alternating voltage
my heart skips a beat.

or the excruciating sensation
that crawls back of my neck
the electromotive force
when i wake up in the middle of the night at 2 pm
to find a grim reaper grinding his teeth
harvesting on me
atop of me over my bed
pinning me down to reap my soul.

like the alternating current
the hard handed slap right to the face
to those tiny and innocent cheeks
or the strike with the bamboo stick
when i was 10
by those retard teacher
who couldnt fuckin get any better jobs
and their frustrations
over-powering the helpless students
like the over flowing currents.

or the rush of blood exploding through the body
that i feel
when i almost died
the bus zoomed pass me at 80
and skipped by an inch
as my music blast onto my ears
like a high volt, shook all the peers!!!

NIddles and pins in every ounce of my body!
Does it justify electricity???

The Trip I Did Not Make

and im glad that
all i missed was
a few drinks and a shared laughter with you guys
that we do every now and then
on the fridays and on the saturdays
sometimes on the weekdays as well
over the whisky
with the delicacy
the expensive coffee
or the cheap tea.

and im glad that
all i missed was
the fast motorbike ride with you guys
while i sit back and relax to the scenic view
the hills and the flowing rivers
and the curvy roads while you drove for me
cause you know i dont like driving
and guess what???
im glad that it was just this
cause you know the speeding ride
we’ve been through all of it a lot
at 11 pm and at 6 am
not just once or twice
certainly more than thrice.

and im glad that
all i miised was
the rafts of the river
that managed to flip the boat you guys were onto
id say the punishment for goin without me?????
and guess what???
rafting its not going anywhere else
its everwhere
and i bet the waters were cold
and we can go for that paid adventure anytime
and also the summer is coming.

and im glad that
all i missed was
the place that you visited (wrong season BASTARDS)
it had no snow and looked average
not Switzerland nor Thailand.

We Are Living In This Time Of Sacrifice

we are living in this time of sacrifice
cause no, we arent living on a paradise
its not like our rooms are filled with mice
or we are surrounded by the city vice
we are living in this time of sacrifice
cause our lives are entangled and we are victimized
may be a corporate mediocrity of finding a cure
or a corporate ideocracy
or a fuckin conspiracy
or a chemical composition that went wrong
however it is, we are to suffer
not only you not only me
we are living in this time of sacrifice
in this modern time of fast trains and airplanes
we are stuck in our ground
only 5 miles apart we breathe
but there is this entire universe between us
we are living in this time of sacrifice
as the chronic disease entangle our lives
unresting the pulsating nerves
there is nothing else to do besides acknowledge the sacrifice of the zeitgeist.

xtormentorx

Hey everyone!! Im from Nepal and these are some stuffs I wrote. Hope you guys like it.

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