Stop your tears! Stop your tears! The crying is but a high pitched note in the song,
Mother, no one screams, Mother, no one yells, Mother, it has been so long.
Don't move! you will only mess it up, you foolish one!
Never mind, never say, its all done.
No matter how you hold the pen, It shall write, oh look!
Sitting in a corner he won't talk, the dimwit scribbles in his little tattered book.
He is enraged, he is enchanted, Look mother! there is something I have written,
Wipe your tears away and read it, the snake has been bitten.
The tiny wooden boat of my dreams floats with a background of taunts,
Do you see how that serene free falcon flaunts?
I will be soft, I will be gentle, I made her a promise,
I have hot blood running in my veins, the conclusion is true and so is the premise.
There is blood on the drums, sweat on the floor, Let me out! Let me out!
The heart tears through the flesh, the breath rattles the lungs, Let me out!
Oh look the boy is dead, all is silent on the warfront, a few breaths left perhaps,
Look what he left behind, oh lord! Such marvelous mishaps!
The wounds are out in the open now, Let the vultures feast tonight!
The truth has been shown to the angels, let the devil dine tonight!
Hahaha! Laughs all around! Drown the cries, let them die, Laughs all around!
Mother I will place a solitaire earrings on your ears, they will block the harsh noise , sister I will bring laughs of joy all around.
Dear friend, I don't regret opening my book, the pages I wised to burn,
Dear teacher, I made it, for this useless kid, the tides have taken a turn.
Grandmother, I never learnt to make the paper boats after you were gone,
To the problem child I was, I am glad you were born.
Stop these urges they blind me Oh the pain!
what is this mind cooking up, stop the ludicrous attempts of this brain!
Father you will be proud, father I will be better, the dim bulb will light up the dark, you will see!
Hear me out! Hear me out! This young one has a poetic spark!
Can you hear the music! Can you feel the colours and the rhyme of the word,
Oh come on! That is completely absurd!
No! Believe me! I speak the truth, I can feel it, It is not nothingness I stare into!
I need a pen, some silence, and a paper to put my flare into! Look! They are not mere scribbles!
The weeping barbarian has now come out! Let them tear the pages, the verses are not silent,
Let them all look a cheer, unmatched flamboyance of the silly boy, let him get violent,
Who are you! Tell me! let it out, I beg you! There is something you are hiding I feel it!
Screams. Screams. Screams all around the shattered windows.
No matter how much is written, it will still be incomplete,
there are so many here, who do I run away from, whom do I greet,
Stop. Take a moment to hear the beats and flow with them.
Money? Fame? You are here to speak what is unspoken yet.
The nights keep me up, the days bore me out,
What are you talking about boy? What is this about!
You have gone mad! completely mad! You are just stupid I bet it!
You too then? Don't see how fabulous this rhapsody is, never mind....
You wouldn't get it....
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