SCARRED

My once fresh wounds
Have now turned to scars
They're all over my body
Reminding me of my dreaded past

As time passes by
The pain goes away
The dead skin withers
But they scars they still remain

The scars weaken my skin
As it stretches it tears
The pain reappears
Its just too much to bear

The pain lingers
Though the bleeding has stopped
Not my body alone
But my soul too lies scarred

-----The Reaper

SYMPHONY OF DESTRUCTION

Fields of death and rivers of blood
A fresh ripe corpse hanging from every branch

Every minute you hear a blast
You wake everyday to the smell of nerve gas

You eat food poisoned by nuclear waste
Your bodies so numb you cant even taste

They play with grenades, gas masks and guns for toys
Deformed and diseased your children suffer

A woman being raped screams aloud
No one pays heed cause the air's filled with such sounds

A man was shot, a bullet through his head
Onlookers clapped with amusement

For his 18th birthday a father gifted his son
Not a bike nor car but a silver gun

The son ecstatic hugged his dad
Four years later shot his father for cash

Over and over only one song
Symphony of destruction playing all around



-----The Reaper

LIFELESS

As your mind begins to rot
Your thoughts grow old and stale
Your body decomposes
Your flesh dies and turns pale

Your bones become brittle and weak
They begin to bend and break
You loose every ounce of life
And your soul withers away

Your skin becomes weak
It begins to peel and tear
Your body no longer feels pain
Cause theres no life in there

You're alive no more
You're long dead and gone
Your body is no more yours
To the soil it now belongs

-----The Reaper

APOCALYPTIC LULLABY (FEAR NOT CHILD)

Fear not child
For death will come swiftly
On wings of darkness
Crying tears of blood

Fear not child
For you will be mourned
Your body may die
But your spirit wont

Fear not child
You wont be alone
You'll find them all waiting
Young and old

Fear not my child
You wont miss a thing
Tis life of misery
Isn't worth living

Fear not dear child
If you hear my screams
Think of them all
As really bad dreams

Fear not my sweet child
You wont even know
When death caresses yous sleeping body
A frees your pure soul
----The Reaper

WE ARE ALL JUST HOLLOW

We are all just useless
Leading meaningless lives
Our actions fruitless
Our words just lies
We are all so confused
Living in darkness
Falling deeper and deeper
Into the abyss of madness
No feelings no emotions
Mindless and heartless
Timid and weak
Vulnerable and pride less
The truth we cannot face
The reality we cannot swallow
Skin over bones
WE ARE ALL JUST HOLLOW

---The Reaper

MORBID REGURGITATION

I regurgitate my morbid thoughts on paper
Taking care not to spill
Each line more morbid than the other
With a hush undertone of overkill
I slit my wrists with the edge of a rusty blade
I want to bleed my self dry
I want to loose every ounce of life
Feel each moment as i slowly die
I want to feel my veins giving up
I want to listen to the silence of my heart
I want to stay awake as long as i can
Before i descend into eternal darkness
My soul shuns the mere thought of absolution
I know too well that salvation is but a lie
I stand alone locked inside my head
I scream in pain but no one hears my cries

IN THE BOSOM OF DARKNESS

I lay myself down in the bosom of darkness...

i suckle at its tit...
feeding on every vile and putrid emotion.
The stench nauseates me yet the taste so sweet.

The light beckons me
I am tempted by happiness and love
I am beyond faith, religion and god

I seek no redemption, feel no remorse
I seek pleasures of the flesh
I Fornicate in my dreams
In pain i look for pleasure
In hatred i seek a friend

Wid blasphemous intentions i mock the believers
I seek to enlighten them, to free them from bondage

I am overwhelmed by lust
Every truth is but a lie

I fall in love with my reflection
I find reassurance in this self obsession

The smell of death arouses me so
I climax at the sight of sweet blood

They say im evil
I say arent we all
Just living in an illusion that one day we shall be absolved

Life is my worst nightmare
I fear not death

CHILDREN OF DARKNESS

We the children of darkness
Our hearts smothered with greed

Our lives so painfully miserable
Our blood lust we cannot seem to feed

We the products of lust
Burning in our own desires

We long for an absolution
Since birth to funeral pyre

We the lying hypocrites
A knife in every back

Friends so long, not friends no more
A sens of humanity we lack

Pure of heart, mind and soul
Into this world we trod

We the children of darkness
Born as the children of GOD....

----The Reaper

WILD ENCOUNTERS

The pics in this post are all real(NO EDITING WATSOEVER) and the subjects are all real and living. These are from my trip to KALYANI RESORT somewhere in Virar close to Vajreshwari.......
(No ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE PROCESS).
I wud really appreciate if u do not copy these pics without my permission and respect the hard work and effort I have put in takin these......Thnx..
All Pics taken with a 4 Mega Pixel Digital KODAK CAMERA...
Special thanx to Tanvi Pai for letting me use her precious Camera...... THNX TAN UR THE BEST....

SUN STRUCK

FEELING FROGY

When The Ants Come Marching In

SITTING PRETTY



LADY LIKE

ARACHNOPHOBIA



Till Death Do Us Part

The Eyes say it all

SKEWED PERCEPTION(Bat Roosting)