"Beauty is truth,
truth beauty,
that is all Ye know on Earth,
that is all Ye need to know..." - John Keats

Saturday, 8 October 2011

A Scene from Beyond...

On God’s Altar I stand-

And passed to me,

I take and drink red wine,

In a silver goblet with golden rivulets engraved,

Written in a tongue not known to me…

In front of me a giant waterfall,

Wine in the colour of blood flowing in front of me

From a source only "heaven" beholds, me supposed…

Behind me a thorned carpet,

Piercing every limb that walks upto the altar,

Like mine, numbed by the incessant red roar

of the Boss Chimera and his league…

I do not sweat, nor fatigue engulfs me,

I just stand, and I just see

vision but no feel…

Here I am in a dream,

On a bed of broken shells,

All glistening like an old Greek sea's

mythical lost pearls…

Here I am,

Where everyone laughs,

Ghastly demented, and soulless zombies…

Here I am,

At a place called God’s own Altar,

And hear only wails and screams

of afterlife's ghouls and hags…

All there is,

Is just empty hollow me

a shell of my body,

a zombie with no zeal…

© Karthik Adithya Singaraju

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