The Tribe of the Wretched Failures
Magic in the Time of Corona
A heavy blanket of fear smothers my city;
while each heart beat awaits the doom
Yet there is magic in each new morning;
bringing hope to all and lifting the gloom
The Fate of a Failed Hero
Receding deep into yourself, being enfolded in layers;
blanking out the chaos of complicated relationships
Tightly wrapped within a cocoon of your icy cold self;
the harsh and cruel reality, the one and final eclipse
That is your nirvana, that is your long torturous bliss;
that’s what’s written by fate, in all its useless scripts
Thinking and Overthinking
I am almost always thinking,
and then overthinking what I have thought
That’s what I do all the time,
thinking about what thinking has brought
A shitload of exclamation marks!
Arrrrrrrrrrrgh!!!!!!!!!!
Sometimes you just wanna scream at something…anything at all;
sometimes you just wanna scream at someone….anyone at all
You wanna shout in order to make God bend down and listen;
you wanna shout till your voice echoes in the heavenly hall
But in the end you just are forced to scream at yourself;
and the noise is deafening within the confines of your head
زندگی کے سٹیشن پر
تم اس ٹرین کے مسافر تھے
میں اس ٹرین کا مسافر تھا
تمہاری ٹرین مشرق کو
میری ٹرین مغرب کو
مدھم پڑتی کرنوں کی
پٹڑیوں کے جالے پر
بھاگتی تھیں دھڑ دھڑ وہ
Self-flagellation: The Last Highway out of Hell
He whips himself, he whips himself very hard;
the silent screams breaking into an ugly grimace
The cat-o-nine-tails screams like a mad banshee;
the knots striking in a frenzy, a blood thirsty race
Each lash is dedicated to one specific memory;
a black hole in the whole black vast space of life
Each stroke exposing a white pulsating nerve;
a silver snake writhing under a very sharp knife
Man in the Mirror
Go look at the sick pale face in the mirror;
how loathsome the face seems to appear
Look at him for long and look very closely;
you will find quietly lurking, a passive fear
Of failed dreams and victorious nightmares;
of a life utterly failed, loss of all that is dear
Mary and the Dark Mother
Come and visit the Dark Mother Mary;
she is the only one who truly loves you
Her pure wisdom has always been there;
you and only you, she will always be true
The Clown who Fell in Love and Lost his Laughter
