Death & Its Charm...

Who is that calling out his name?
Singing the lullaby that he craves...
Why is she calling out his name?

Its starting to rain and flood the world
Corrupt and ashamed the Sun hides behind those monstrous dark clouds says he...
For the light is gone and he wonders if it will ever shine
Rain will wash away his poems,
Can someone hear?
Can anyone see?
Questions in the head swirl as he drowns...

She calls out his name...
As he passes by the edge of this world
Who is that calling? He wonders!
Give it a rest, bid farewell to the words for now she says
For the words will consume from within
And drive you mad!!!

Beautiful are her eyes... So deep and dark
How could he dare look away for they have their own feelings
There she lay by his side...
Floating on the high waves, riding above the falling world of his
Hands of the clock have stopped marching,
And the train of thoughts have halted in this station!

Make Love with me... Let me be the mother of your peace she says
Lay down here until the rain stops,
For my hair is long and thick.. enough to wrap you and keep you warm she says...
For this night will be long and infinite
This dream won't end she says!!!

Away from the crowds and its noise,
Where will she take him?
A clean slate like mind and a new book to write
Wonder what he will write about...
Who is she he wondered!!!

This rain....
Before it stops, the ink will disappear
Who will remember his poems for its filled with pain
He wonders if he should have chosen a different catalyst
A different light to shine upon his poems...

Right when the thoughts halted,
she says her name is Death!
No wonder...