Embrace the Greater Power

The sky is turning red,
Its not your petty sunset,
There's something big about it.
There's no breeze,
But I sense a gale is on its way.

The ferocity pervades everywhere
Waiting to be released at last;
There's no need to fear,
Embrace the ferocity as your own
And inject its venom into your veins.


All these days you've prayed in vain,
Now see if your prayers are to be answered.
Its a much greater power
But is banished by the teachings of foolish men.
Mankind has worshipped the sun
As the sole source of power,
But, what if ---
The sun altogether wasn't there,
And a much greater power has taken its place!!

The Phanton of Manhattan

Disfigured and chained from birth,
Giry helped me to reincarnate.
I travelled to the New World
Seeking a life to live.

Living a life in desolation
In the darkest cells of the Opera,
I mastered the art----
Everybody thinking me to be the Phantom!

Helped Chagny to reach the zenith,
I could not show my face to the world.
Being masked and draped in black,
Watching the world from the roof of my mansion---- unseen.

Stranded in a shore of darkness
The cold waves bring me sorrows.
With a vision of the past in my mind,
All I crave is to see her back in life!

No one can see me,
Rumours spreading of a Phantom,
I slip into the crowds
To greet my son.

Now that I can buy half of France,
The most powerful man in Manhattan,
My only love is here-----
But I cannot have her!

With a voice sweeter than the nightingale,
She sang next to me without recognisation,
I gave her my ring,
Though she thought it was part of the play!

No longer do I worship Mammon,
Never indulging in Hashish,
All I long for----
To get my love back.

All my life I've known hatred,
All my life I've spent in desolation,
All my life I've struggled to get back my love,
But now, I get her back------with a bullet pierced in her heart!!

My soul screamed in bewildering pain,
Like a wandering albatross it wanted to fly away
Above and across the ocean of despair,
To fly alongside the soul of my MATE!!

From the Pages of Germanic Mythology...

What is that moving in the trees?
Its not something that everyone sees,
Am I possessed or gifted
To see the most beautiful girl ever.

So swiftly she's moving
As if there are no trees.
But what of those
That I see, but cannot pass through.

The hair swaying in the breeze,
So white as the lifeless soul.
The flowing white robe
Was whiter than the late autumn snow.

Now I could see her friends,
Gathering along the lake
Making a circle in the dark
Dancing, without rejoice, without notice.

On the lake shore,
Where the forest met the lake,
I could see 'alvringar',
With the grass flattened as a floor.

How beautifully they danced,
How contrasting they looked in the night,
With a pentangle over their heads
Protecting and securing from the foes.

With what happened I couldn't imagine,
Returning with morbid images,
I see my friends ageing
And me remaining flabbergasted!!

Superstition

Born with a mind
Free from suspicion,
As you grew up
Your senses lost-- induced with superstition.

You never knew
What distinction they made ----
Language, colour, race
Creed, religion and face!

But with your inner strength
You could detect the love
That everyone possess
With people sharing the same place.

Leaders utilising the external distinctions
To channel our inborn aggression
In the wrong direction ---
We merely serving as his blind disciples.

Open your eyes, breaking all barriers,
Crush your superstition, overcome the suspicion,
Learn to trust,
Learn to think on your own.

Our love and compassion
Held at treason,
Waiting for all to utilise their own minds
To rise above the INDUCED SUPERSTITION!!

Destruction

A dark black cloud rises
A searing light blinding all eyes
A catastrophic wave of heat
Turning a sprawling city into a necropolis.

Taking it out in others
Showing what mankind is capable of
Destroy virtually anything
Destroy what man made!!

Feeding armed militia
With the food of the poor,
Feeding the greed
To make himself secure.

There's nothing to gain
In watching the others in pain
The grass grows from beneath
The scorched, ravaged ground.

Life holds nothing
But pain and death
Don't look for love
There is none left!!