The Dark Beast

On a silent sleepless night,
When the tower bell rings.
On lonely streets devoid of light,
The dark beast drinks.

Fear creeps into human minds,
In wait of morning the village sleeps,
In hope of peace that no one finds,
Scared for her child the mother weeps.

On Satan's cross the creatures dwell,
The world is bound by the devil's spell,
Making the Earth an image of hell,
Plunging humanity down the deepest well.

Please Understand

I have said what I wanted to say,
I couldn’t have put it in any other way,
I know these words have hurt you,
I had to speak, it had become difficult to live.

I hope you understand, I didn’t mean to,
Accuse , abuse or insult you,
I don’t want you to take me in a wrong way,
Don’t leave me, I really want you to stay.

My love for you is still the same, it’ll never change,
After what I said , I know it sounds strange,
But I’ll still be there whenever you need me,
Whatever the time, whatever the hour be.

You

You are my world, You are the reason I want to live,
I promise you I will give you all the love I can give,
O how beautiful are you, I don’t know how to tell you,
Whenever I am with you, I feel happy, I feel new.

I want to be with you, I want to be near,
I am scared that you’d leave me, that is my greatest fear,
Every breath I take makes me want you more,
The way I feel now, I have never felt this way before.

Whenever I look at you, your beauty mesmerizes me,
The eternal urn of innocence in you I see,
Why do I feel I want to keep looking at you forever,
Just stay there enthralled, without wanting to go ever.

Promise me you will never leave me, you will never go,
Without you in my life, what would I do, I don’t know,
I won’t be able to live, I would be all alone,
Without you I would just exist, but my life would be all gone.

The Last Minute

Why do I sweat, Why do I worry,
Why can’t I be happy, Why can’t I be free
Why can’t I think, Why can’t I see,
Why can’t I understand, What is disturbing me.

Why am I so confused, Why am I so lost,
Why is it so cold, colder than the frost,
Why do I still feel hot, like put to roast,
Why do I feel wronged, tormented by most.

Why are my eyes wet, Why do I want to cry,
Where do I find a store, With happiness I can buy,
Why do my legs ache, Why do I want to lie,
Why does it feel, Like I am about to die.