Thursday, November 18, 2010

A phantom , a warrior , a ghost who walks

Concept : Aashish Pangam

This tale is from a bloody battle of all times
and a fable retold many a times

About a soldier who went to battle as a man
to fight for good , to fight for his clan

He believed in right knew what was wrong
but his enemy was brutal , and battle drew long

He didn't wanna hurt , he didn't wanna kill
surrounded by the enemy he fought with his will

Even though he tried to be human in battle
his enemy was barbaric , nothing in their path was spared , but killed

His bravery his will held him in good stead in the fight
until an arrow pierced his heart out right

He bled , and pain knew no bounds
and through the battle field, his shrieks of pain did rounds

He fell on his knees , and crashed to dust ...
or so thought his enemies that he would .. he must.

Fell dead the man ... and a warrior rose
and chopped the heads off the enemy who even came close

A sword no sharper, a hit never so lethal
for even the heartless enemy felt his hatred , and an experience near fatal

Even as time stood appalled , and mother earth dress in bloody carcass
he became the wall that no enemy would dream to cross

I wish I could remember that day as the triumph of good , and a dark era gone
but I know for sure, that night in battle a honest good man died and a warrior a war machine was born.

-- firebird

Monday, November 8, 2010


Through my adventure till today
I met two kinds of people, I must say

The one who spoke and lived by truth
and the other lied , and would do whatever it took

But deep within they never lied
good or bad .. maybe right or wrong ... but their souls never cried

Until lately I discovered the third kind
Oh they are amazing ... they leave both these guys behind

they lie to themselves and are honest to the world
and the firebird once believed one such honest lie they sold

but soon the lie rose to the fore
firebird is happy like never before

but it pains to see their complicated lives
a heart and a conscience both dozed off for life

their soul alone carries the burden of this all
for one day their heart and conscience will wake up and the hypocrite shall fall ...

-- Firebird