15/02/08
 what dwells in this abyss is a feeling not worthy being
yet it entails the horror of seeing
the putrefied self and hell of monsterous dwell,
makes one embrace hate 
decides the trembling fate,
of that feeling  perched high and above,
of the sylvian contours and musical moors 
how i can kill it with one slash , it amazes me 
can i let it die
should it fazes me ??
kill is not the will of this heart,
and it will not in any sense depart 
to the feelings which incite all these things
which are not worth of being.
as for the world,

it will be ..

what is it ..

all i can do is make this feeling strong
this feeling which says killing of any sort is wrong.