Ballad of Fire.

KONARK GOYAL
Sep 8, 2018 · 1 min read

When you want to burn in hell,
And die like a maniac,
Riding the road to freedom.
Take off the mask and join me.
For all truths told are but
Lies in disguise,
Talking about infinity and eternity,
They break our fraternity.

Piece by piece they pick us apart,
Don’t tell me it’s for my good,
Tell me how you convert gold to food?,
Tell me why fears are used as catalysts?,
Tell me which God discriminates?,
Tell me who’s blood is blue?,
Tell me why the kaleidoscope,
Represents only the black and white hue?.

All these questions pose a threat?,
‘Silent’ is the answer, Don’t mind,
It’s just means to an end.
For all fowl must never fly,
As ‘Shackled’ seasons pass by.
Lights in the dark must extinguish,
All freedom, beings must relinquish.

Did the hallowed books
teach us to be heathens?,
Or is it the people running the show?.
Every ounce of it is drenched in blood,
Every whisper another call of death,
For none is greater than other,
Yet purpose makes it better to differ,
As then only facade proffers.
I must stop now for I would burn in hell,
And die like a maniac.

KONARK GOYAL

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I am an engineer by profession, poetry is an hobby through which I try to express the abundance of abstraction dissonance rocketing through my brain.