Ocean of Fire

Help Me!

I am drowning,

In the Ocean of Fire,

I am burning,

I am dying,

Just to get to you,

Just for your foolish love,

Your sweet promises,

Made me this way,

Hurt, tortured,

You left me here,

To rot and decay,

Where is the love you promised?

Where is that happiness you always told me?

You blinded me,

Just to suffer for you,

I was foolish,

In trusting you,

Now, I have fallen,

In this Hell-hole,

This situation I can't control,

Drowned not only my body,

But also my heart and soul,

I have nothing to cling or to hold,

Not to your heart that is cold,

As you laughed mercilessly,

To watch me plummet to death,

With your devilish beast,

Waiting for their feast,

Breaking me to pieces,

Devouring me maliciously,

This has happened,

Just to get your love,

You are a siren,

Luring me to my demise,

Waiting for my soul,

To be wasted,

My life took a sharp turn,

My soul, incinerated,

By the fire in the ocean,

The stench of burnt meat,

Rose above the air,

I was in pain,

Burned, roasted, skewered,

All just to get your love,

I was foolish indeed,

To receive the love that I don't need,

To be the hand that bleeds,

As I swam the Ocean of Fire,

But I died trying,

To feel your passion and desire.

The Graveyard

There, a land,

Filled with tombstones,

No human dares to be alone,

Where there is no sound,

A place,

An undertaker's playground,

A place,

Where bodies will rot,

In this six by three lot,

A place to rest in peace,

A place to cry, at least,

A place where Death dumps its victims,

Souls flying in a blunder,

Floating and torn asunder,

Being shot by lightnings,

With a banging thunder,

The scene of the dead,

Varies by their past lifestyles,

In this place,

Where coffins piles and piles,

The spirits left alone,

To mingle with one another,

Only they can understand,

Each and everyone's blathers,

Their triumphs and losses,

Their lives and houses,

Their works and bosses,

Their family which they sorely miss,

Sobbing uncontrollably,

Wanting to see them badly,

In this Graveyard,

The place,

That tells a million stories,

The tales branching like trees,

Interesting to those who are nearby,

Sharing past lives,

So they won't be bored,

While waiting for The End,

This is the scene,

A community of The Dead,

Some happy, some sad,

Some sane, some mad,

Some jokers haunting the living,

To have a jest,

To have an eternal rest,

This is my Gift,

As I can see,

The Dead Souls,

In The Graveyard.