Thursday, March 20, 2008

Gotham...

..The moon that looks over the city..
Gleams over it showing its pity...
Homocidal maniacs taken over the streets..
So it is no surprise that death in numbers this city greets..
Poison pours through the roads....Filth that needs to be washed away
The residents of Gotham are used to this dramatic life...
For there is always a tragedy at bay..
The city has taken its hits before...
Behold now it has become a part of folklore..
Why does this city draw the maniacs?
It is unlike metropolis where people worry about the lex luthors and the brainiacs.
For is it funny when The Joker cackles at infanticide..?
His teeth chattering with joy,his mouth open so wide..
He stands upon a victim, who's been dead for a while.
He's claimed another life & the victim left lifeless & ironic as it may be the lifeless face left behind a smile.
Harley Quinn looks at the clown with a twinkle in her sadistic eyes...
She's in love with the joker..she never really had been very wise...
Is it fair that Oswald Cobblepot is running the mayor's office & passing insane laws...?
Is it fair that The Penguin sitting in that powerful office is orchastraiting street muggings & brawls...?
Is it safe to walk through Gotham Park ?
with the fear of Poison Ivy lurking somewhere in the dark...
Is it right to not fear The Scarecrow..is it right to be brave...?
Is it right that whether you fear him or fear fear itself ..?
he will eventually lead you to your grave...
Is it strange to feel cold in summer,cold enough to make you write your will..?
For Mr. Freeze will give you the worst frost bite or his cold heart will give you a chill.
Is it likely that Selina Kyle will rob you before she runs out of her nine lives?..
Very likely it is indeed, for look up The Catwoman dives...
Is it annoying enough to want to kill yourself upon hearing a flurry of sentences of mindless chatter..?
No one would blame you, you have just been exposed to The Mad Hatter...
Is it possible to have answers ,answers to riddles that may save your life..?
You'd better hope so, for once you meet The Riddler answer you must or get ready to meet the short end of a knife..
Is it just a mere flip of a coin that shall determine your run in the rat-race..?
That or a twisted mind yielded by the sinister vindictive man they call Two Face...
Inspite of running into a brick wall...the city still fight's back..
The city nor the people that live in it ....have ever really thrown in the sack...
Arkham asylum stands in the darkness..awaiting the criminals like a warden...
pacing restlessly up and down his office with intensity is Commisioner Gordan...
He sees the city slipping away from his hands....slipping away for good..
debating the future of the city....worried head to toe..as he most rightly should..."Start the Signal..." he bellows at Chief O Hara....and he runs upto the roof
A light is thrust upon the darkened sky...and cuts through the night...
Among the clouds..and the star The Bat like figure appears ever so bright...
For where there is evil..there shall be good...
Whether you live in a house made of straw, brick or wood....
And even this city clouded by misery and injustice has a hero...
Without whom the chances of Gotham surviving would be zero...
They speak of him in whispers...he is a legend of his time....
Some say he is a monster..others say he's a giant bat..
whatever the truth may be...He has his own sense of justice...
his own law of the land...
he promised himself upon his parents grave..that he would rid this city of crime....
He has seen his share of pain.....
For beneath the mask he is none other but the millionaire Bruce Wayne...
He lost his parents to a petty crime commited by a mugger on the streets at a very early age...
Since then he swore ..that against evil ..a war he will wage...
He is feared by the twisted..Every crime they have commited against humanity he has listed...
There are other vigilantes operating in the city....
some dark in nature like The Huntress...and some like Robin..ever so Witty...
He leads and they follow...There is always hope if u look for it....
But everyone has to do their part...even if its just a bit...
The people of Gotham have become immune to the battles they have seen...
They've become stronger now..stronger than they have ever been...
Fate is cruel...but the city is strong...
To no other city would the people of Gotham rather belong....
"fear The Bat " to all the criminals they scream...
"The kind of vengence he will bring ...u can only possibly dream...
"Who will win in the end is not even worth debates.....
Behold evil doers....THE DARK KNIGHT awaits..........

A tribute to Gotham City...and Batman and all related characters by a genuine fan....Abhijeet Shetty.



LOVE...


i saw her standing...a smirk on her face...
light surrounding her being...she was my kryptonite...
she made me kneel...
i lay low shivering...
fighting the pain...she walked towards me...knife in hand....
i looked up at her...
she drove me insane...i had dealt with enough,,,,
yet no one had heard my torrid screams....fighting images of what had been..
images that never left me even in my dreams....
i closed my eyes....she stabbed me in my arm.....
i screamed in pain....
i staggered back ....and i thought was it for nothing..my struggles ..all in vain?the earth seemed to spin slower...
everything seemed to stand still for a while
i reached for a stone that lay nearby...
i flung it at her..missed her by a mile...
perhaps i intended to...the glass of a nearby window shattered...the glass shards flew onto me piercing me as they passed..
i fell to the ground..fell on my back....shaking uncontrollably...
the autumn wind..blew with all its glory...
trees looked down upon me..hoping to one day tell my story...
leaves fell upon me..as if to show their pity...
i was surrounded by mist...as i lay on the roads of this abandoned city...
i felt her close..could hear her encroaching...
perhaps my last few minutes... i could sense them approaching...
she knelt upon me..holding me down by my chest...
i tried pushing her off me..i tried my best..
she said in an almost angelic voice.."let me set u free"
i replyed weak n battered.."just pls ,pls let me be"
she ran her fingers upon my face....."why didnt u give up?" she said...why the chase...?
i said gazing into her penetrating eyes.."because u gave me purpose...u made me love..."
she replied in a cold voice..."loving me my dear friend for u..has never been wise"....
of all the moments that i had lived...this had been the longest..the longest it had ever been..
"i want to punish u" she said "for thinking u could have me"....
"go on"..i said.."i would rather pass on than live without loving u...for may be i am far too weak to do that...or may be my love for u is too powerful"
...suddenly there was no remorse...suddenly no regrets..
its better this way i thought...a fitting end..
perhaps the right way to say goodbye...a godsend..
when suddenly she kissed me...and i felt bliss...
our lips met....we breathed as 1....with our special kiss...
she drew away from me...."that was for loving me "..she said...
"and now u must pay..for i don't love u so"...
she held my neck and raised her hand..
the blade on the knife gleamed.."im going to pierce ur heart she said"...
n while saying so she beamed...
i closed my eyes perhaps for one last time..
i was spent ...spent down to the very last dime...
i felt a thud beside me...
i lost all feeling inside me...
i was alive...
i opened my eyes...
she lay next to me....
lifeless..she had found a way to punish me...
and the one thought that passed my mind as i picked her up in my arms...
is that for all the love that i gave her.....
why did she hate me so.....?
FIN.

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

Darkness


I'm in love with the darkness of the night...
I'm in love with all thats worth a fight
I'm in love with the magic of the new...
I'm in love with the morning and its dew..
I'm in love with the songs sung in Church...
I'm in love with something worth a search..
I'm in love with darkness through and through...
and the darkness loves me too...
And the darkness loves me too...

clarity


I am a secret...dn't try and understand me...
I am speed..dn't try and catch me...
I am omnipresent..don't try and locate me...
I am aggressive..only when i have to be...
I am passion....try n fight me...
I am freedom...enjoy me....
I am strength...keep me...
I am nostalgia....remember me...
I am anger...stay clear of me...
I am stubborn...dn't try n convince me...
I am solid...dn't try to break me....
I am thunder...fear me....
I am religion...God is a part of me...
I am words....read me...
I am reflection....dn't hide from me...
I am death....accept me...
I am clarity...clear as crystal can be.

withering away

Bruised beyond repair...
pain u can't compare...
insanity of the past...
struggles in the dark....
leaving memories incomplete...
fighting plagues of curses we reap...
we tried building sand castles...
with open bruises that run so deep...
we dug our hands into mud instead...
but you can't make castles of sand with mud....
especially when you're bleeding.....