Paradigm Parody

Unto strange ways he goes into flow
Down with a lead he rose from ash
Falling away toward a flock of cloud
The laugh is a joke he once knew not

Love from one is long gone away
It comes back like wings of angels
To choose from a list of threaded vows
Its simple without rules that fall apart

Dancing aloof and holding on tight
It looked like the lights were blinking away
To glory and death To smile and grin
His thoughts faded away and intensified within

Among the loved are those that go
Some hold rays of golden palms
Like shining darkness the path is clear
A crystal lies among the roses

Some black and gold Some white and copper
His faults were stitched like those in nine
Trending a smile of visionary bliss
The joke he turns toward the kiss

Find a way home and back to the start
He drops a hat at the sound of a look
Seeing lines of silver under the horizon
He changed his trade into the light

Of lost ways and emerging hues
Of dancing moons and searching quenches
It remains a mystery of frozen masses
The love that's lost returns to his hand


Hayed :

Pain - Photo Edit and Digital Painting  (WIP)

Eagle - Digital Painting (W.I.P)

Christmas ( Maya Texturing and Lighting)

Bird House ( Maya - Modeling, Texturing and lighting)

Legions Legacy


Unwrapping the folly within
A choice that follows through
Undoing the crimes I have not done
It has come to settle score.

The trial that took place then
Was unjust with all the proof
A folly is lost against
The vultures of reigning hell.

They wait for the end to start
I hope the wait will last
The scent still lingers here
Away from burning hell.

I walk into an entourage
They see me coming now
Upon the stage I am hung
To turn into burning wrath.

The demons look at me
Their faces fading in
I see a scarlet now
Sleeping with snakes within.

The solvent has gone in deep
So deep I have never gone
The lust it had for hunger
Somehow now seems to be gone.

I see the parody
Of a hopeless time in sway
The villain I realized
Just walked in front of my eyes.

A temptress showed her path
How I longed to tread on it
Seamless a journey I sought
Now I realized lot of it.

A shadow amongst the plains
With the fluid pouring in
Is this the way we bleed
Or is it just my sin.

A folly I have seen
The Satan amongst them
How many devils more
Should I try to kill of the men?

A door is closed on me
Why did I not see it then?
The eyes of Satan cried
I do not fear them.

Hayed:

The Butterfly Weeps


Apprehensions I keep upfront
Under the caves I am buried now
Extrovertism is out of me
Shattered and broken my soul is now.

Unwrapped in my own new fold
Ive tried to break it from itself
Just to help I gave the slit
Now it was ready to fly.

I saw not of what I did
That broken were its wings
All I tried to do was help
I made it loose its freedom instead.

Lifeless is the soul I found
No thought it gave today
She looked at it another way
And lost me in that stride.

If loss was what she broke?
Upon the song of sway
The bloke can run free tonight
In paradise I heard her sing my song.

All tied in the head
She was set to be free
Some would pray for vengeance
Thats something I cant see.

The sponge sank away right down
Into the depths of her broken glass
I compare all to her I see
All have failed until now...
All have failed until now...

Green trees I see with silver lines
Trying to hide the clouds
I see the smile that clipped the wings
My butterfly weeps in sorrow.

A king I thought id be some day
The queen just walked away from me
I prayed she will look back this once
But she repeated the mistake I made...
Just repeated the mistake I made.

Hayed:

Traumatized Happiness

Play all for fun
When the Sun rises
But if we fall hard on our face
Dont come to save us.

To Human is Err
To Err is Human
A black and white
Are now forgiven.

If running like a monk
Shall rest your soul
Then there is a heart
In another's bowl.

Please help the race
That falls again
They were rouges and criminals
That last we hate.

If now we leave
The Self will save
Then how will hope
Regain the taste

Come back Come Back
We shall all pray
Come Back Come Back
We shall all stray.

Its Eden again
When the white was fought
Its Down in fire where
Black will rain.

To Tell A Spirit
Is A playing hell
And on the face
Its the final bell.


Come back Come Back
We shall all pray
Come Back Come Back
We shall all stray.

Hayed:

Traumatized Happiness

Play all for fun
When the Sun rises

An Unfinished Term

Coming Soon
Hayed:

Unbroken Tatters

Those tried for unjust causes,

Harmed all in their clauses,

Claimed to be from islands,

They are away from the tribands.

Alone is the path of lead,

Heat is the touch of thread,

Broken twine lies beneath,

Its time for another sheath.

Roads that lead the ride,

Bend onto a bigger tide,

The turn is broken,

Leaving tatters unbroken.

Unbroken tatters lie within…

Unbroken tatters lie between…

Unbroken tatters lie within…

Unbroken tatters lie between…

What is the cause of it?

The reason is not fit,

Time heals a mindless sorrow,

We wait for another tomorrow.

Nobody cares to see the light,

Nobody cares to take a sight,

Everyone cares to come away,

Why are we trying to be far away?

The future is not here,

To lie is as good as fear,

A bigger verse is outside,

Riding on a bigger tide.

Unbroken tatters lie within…

Unbroken tatters lie between…

Unbroken tatters lie within…

Unbroken tatters lie between…

Too Close to Proximity…

A time passed on,

With wounds away,

The life is long,

As he moved in sway.

The cream is left on blend,

It also reached an end,

The scare is on the edge,

He knows that there’s a ledge.

On the dawn was the hap,

Toward life there was a map,

A turn he took too gray,

Too close to proximity away.

Destination reached in a time,

All were there to climb,

Gleams were shot away,

To act as mad as may.

The dawn that came again,

Saw all the pride to gain,

Respect he lost a little,

Was it the start of a riddle?

To day it reminds a life,

What it was to strife,

Craze it was to haste,

Too close to proximity is taste.

The Present is always Passed

Again the tide has fallen,

To swallow all those trodden,

A sound that felt so distant,

Is now a lone resident.

Prayer is not a solution,

Without which there is a potion,

The time is right for toil,

Now we shall run the soil.

Tamed are those who wander,

To search for heaven in yonder,

Create in heaven a light,

One that will last the fight.

A brave old heart is left,

To fight among the dead,

Generations have passed on him,

And now the present is grim.

The present is always passed,

Among the ones not fast,

The time has drawn upon,

The one who is carried along.

Those in mind get higher,

For one that’s not desired,

A dust settles on them,

To cast a spell of stem.

Try however they would,

It will not be understood,

To those who don’t take air,

Will be left without despair.

The Boulevard of Time

Craze tamed him with time,

Merged it without crime,

Soul of the berth it left,

For all that was in debt.

Healed or so it seamed,

A lot had changed in lead,

The power of remembrance,

Created in him a vengeance.

Sought for a fight he lost,

Time failed to give a thought,

A forgotten past it seemed,

When he found time to scream.

Dream on…

Dream with a view on…

Dream on…

Ages went by,

In the southern most sky,

The time had come now,

To see what he had sowed.

Hatred was in the mind,

Even the spring didn’t mind,

The power of hate was now felt,

As there was lot to be dealt.

Time again passed,

The spring saw hate at last,

Fled they should have now,

For it was late and over now.

Dream on…

Dream with a view on…

Dream on…

The Angels don’t live here

Crying out in silence,

We crave for a glance,

For the world is in silence,

Forever on its stance.

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

They are dying on the pave,

No one to see their grave,

Screaming for a cloud,

It’s not heard though aloud.

The time has stood for eternity,

Close to serenity,

Pass or fade with the light,

There is still no one to flight.

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

No more life is left on hand,

And the crying is off the land,

There are many other lives,

Which have lost a lot in strife!

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

The angels don’t live here…

Some Convicted ‘Our’ Harmless

Praise is above the line,

Time is the path of crime,

A hero is still left behind,

On par with all that is blind.

Our lives are hurt by dream,

Or so it always seems,

Stealth is the reason to fear,

All the convicted are still here.

Some convicted our harmless,

Don’t know they could be homeless…

Creepers climb down on life,

Wasting time and giving strife,

Growing into the system,

It helps to find the Krypton.

Hidden away in the mind,

It’s all starting to bind,

Pulling out of the flesh,

The life has torn the mesh.

Some convicted our harmless,

Don’t know they could be homeless…

Hard are the lanes of verse,

Time now starts to reverse,

Falling down to the cot,

It’s a dream of the crazy lot.

To come to life is sighing,

Jumping out of the lying,

Don’t see what we had,

All we wanted was to be mad.

Some convicted our harmless,

Don’t know they could be homeless,

Finished Life

Are we dead to dear?

Thinking of the lost fear,

Raging angels also cry,

Craving because we are dry.

Leaves flow out of dreams,

Destroying all other screams,

Life is pulled away,

As weeps drag in a sway.

The horses gallop away,

Into the mist we give way,

Remembrance is a lost art,

Misguided like a bent dart.

The end comes sooner

than we think…

Only to those who

do not blink…

A bigger life we are to see,

If only we let off the spree,

A mind that has lost fences,

Shall never reach the trenches.

The rest are left in a lurch,

Life comes to another search,

Cries begin to be heard,

A finished life has reached the herd.

Generations have passed on,

Singing the lonely song,

A flagship is retained,

Of the human strain.

Cry for the world?

No trust left for time…

No dream meant for crying…

Find yourself in a lost rhyme...

When all you need is time.

To all of us this is life…

Where there has been only strife…

Many consider a blade…

Of what help is jade?

Screams heard from every corner…

There we find a loner…

Reason is not found…

Why he sits without sound?

Speak on the face…

Why you hide a race…

No friend or foe you are…

You can be called a lair.

Save the world from slime…

That’s what all are crying…

First save yourself from thee…

Is what we should be crying.

Hayed!

Crazy Sanity

Toward the sun everyone rose,

Finding life in a hazy doze,

Trying often to release a cry,

Revealing that which is a hide.

Binding to meet another one,

Seamless is the former sun,

Infinite dreams or so it seems,

Reaches to a place of screams.

Turning away from mourn,

It’s a time for another drone,

Circular is all that exists,

We hope for another crisis.

Hope is not always free,

To bind along a few trees,

The circle comes around,

To those who can’t be found.

Why we ask is this craze?

For all is still in a haze.

Thinking won’t get anywhere,

We find it only when we stare.

Realize it is all here,

When we didn’t even care,

Try hard but it’s too late,

All we now get is hate.

Reaching up was always tough,

Now we see the light in rough,

Journey that was haste,

It’s now one that we will hate.

Hayed

Im so off my head (MAD) that I have changed my strtup of the blog nearly a hundred times. It will be a gr8 one I promise...

GR* tihngs take time...