Newfangled Beyond The Pallid Dreams

Fantasy Lover

1. Romantic AgainSuggestion

Every night I’ll write a poem for you,

But can’t say that it’ll always be new.

After I saw you, my ways changed along with my view.

You are quiet innocent I guess,

But I’m not saying this just by seeing your face.

Every day looking at your activities I try to read your inside,

And I find it quite clear, there’s nothing you hide.

Don’t change yourself though your friends might.

Confused

Today I saw an angel walking in rain,

Wearing blue T-shirt and with a beautiful friend.

She is the same angel who captured my heart and now the brain,

It’s her magic making me happy and killing all the pain.

All the time thinking about her and smiling again and again,

I love her like my soul which no words can explain.

Without her love I’m dying every day and going insane,

Oh my doctor, she is running with the blood through my vein.

Part One

Illusion

Floating of your hair in the gentle stream of air is like a dark night in the brightness of light.

When you smile, time stops for a while.

Blinking of your eyes make sun and stars come together in the sky.

Trust me, there’s nothing lie…and if it is not true, then existence of beauty will die.

Desperate

It’s too hard passing days without looking at your sweet face at least a day,

To be with you for fractions of second, I’m ready for anything to pay.

I don’t think you are really lazy but don’t worry, I'll do things for you if you say.

Your love inspired me so much that I feel like I can even make a palace for you in clay.

Everything changes and ends with time, but my love will never die or decay,

I’ll follow your steps and find you wherever you’ll be, if you walk away.

Desires

Hold my candle my baby, I’ll write a song,

Light it up my sweetheart, light it with your tongue.

Take it in my girl, inside and deep,

Melt it down pretty lady, melt it using your lips.

Make me feel like a man,

Make me stiff and let it stand.

Pierce yourself and feel the pleasing pain,

Move your body up and down, do it again and again.

Now take it out and give rest to my boy,

Let me do it my way and hear you scream in joy.

Feel the burst of the divine fluid inside you,

The next time I get stiff, we’ll try something new.

Let go my candle my girl, I don’t want to do it too long,

Off goes my enthusiasm with the fluid, and I’ve already written the song. by Partizan

2. Beautiful EvilThere he saw the beautiful girl standing amongst the crowd. He thought to himself, “So beautiful is the creation of the dear god. He created the vast universe, the amazing galaxies, well placed solar system, the blessed earth, unexplained life, self-progressing humans, heart touching emotions, the beautiful nature and its beautiful creations, and there she is, the sweet looking person.” He went to her and talked to her and realized that she was not just pretty, but she was very friendly as well. He again talked to himself, “Wow, Such adorable person, yet no arrogance.”

He kept on talking to her, and her peaceful attitude gradually engulfed him and ringed him with the feelings of trust and affection. He once again said to his heart, “How lucky you are, for you found such precious pearl in such vast ocean of fake personalities and attitudes! How lucky you are, for you found such lovely person with such modern looks and the classic thoughts of purity and real reflection.”

When you have a good soul then every good looking thing or being looks like the reflection of affection. This is the problem of this lover. He finds beauty everywhere, and every time there is a clash between his mind and his heart. His mind always tries to follow the natural instinct of being a man in search of physical love and the momentary pleasure till the ejaculation. Whereas his heart is in search of a beautiful soul trapped inside the physical entity of a beautiful looking girl, with whom every moment would be full of pleasure, even if there are no physical bodies in action. His beautiful soul whispers the beautiful words of love and faith whenever his heart is rinsed with pure, unselfish and divine love of classic thoughts.

“And there she is, with the beautiful bouquet of flowers in her hand,

Such tenderness in the smile, in front of which, no devil would dare to stand.”

“Her body, covered in the vivid blue colors with patches, as like the bright and glowing sky,

Along which the long dark hair has lined, as like the black clouds intending to fly.”

“I can look at your sweet face for days and nights without blinking my eyes,

I can walk million miles to reach you and stand on sun until my skin dries.”

“Your beautiful smile brings out the smile in me and subsides the pain,

Anyone can get lost into your eyes when you blink them again and again.”

“Long and dark hair, shining like black silk in the reflection of light,

Your pearl like teeth, which without the light can make the darkness glow bright.”

“Only god knows that the petal of rose like lips can never be missed,

I ask the almighty lord to fulfill few lines, which already have been wished.”

“Love will be the same till eternity even if she belongs to someone else,

Don’t know what her mind speaks to her but she should listen to what her heart tells.”

“I feel pleasure from the bottom of my heart when I get to see you just for a while,

I can endure every pain and bleed myself to death just to make you smile.”

“The world of you, me, us and our love is right there behind the trustful door,

Once we make love together, I’m sure that we both will desire for more.”

“I wish for the glorious days when I’ll see your sweet face early morning in the light of the sun,

Our physical bodies would be different, but our love would merge our souls into one.”

“Your trust and love would make my night and my love would brighten your day,

And when we together make love, then there would emerge a romantic palace anyway.”

“I would never let you down, never let you be sad or let the tears drop from your eyes,

I will find you anywhere you’ll be and protect you even if the whole world cries.”

“I know that whatever I’m saying sounds hypothetical and unreal, but you can trust me,

Already lend my heart to you and now it’s up to you. So don’t say ‘I’, don’t say ‘you’, let’s make it ‘we’.”

Emotional fool and he never touched any girl in the school. Now his eyes search for beauties all around and every beautiful face smashes him down to the ground. Firstly, he thinks of making one beautiful night stay, and when he knows her in a better way, he does not want to betray. He is bold and strong, brainy and grown, but his heart is very sad and therefore he is very alone. He was once betrayed by a girl, devastating his beautiful thoughts and his fantasy world. His brain is now set up and he always is in the mood of nailing every proud girl, no matter black, brown, white, short or tall. He says to everybody, “I’ll enjoy them all.” His mind and body enjoys looking at every exposed beautiful evil one by one, and his soul feels sorry for each of them right after he is done. He says to himself,

“What a shame; the beautiful females use their natural jewels to raise their name, and I feel even more sorry every time when the’ female rights’ they claim.”

“The adult movies they play, polluting the minds of boys, men and all; igniting the foul desires and obsession of the unsatisfied males, which can’t be fulfilled by a doll.”

“Exposing the beautiful skin, the glamor and seducing attitude, the unstable youth and the false gratitude; running after the money for which they easily go nude.”

“The mother, the sister, the model and the daughter, capable of binding the morals of the societies and shutter, or trigger a war resulting in deaths and sometimes mass slaughter.”

“The females show their so called internal charm, inducing the release of testosterone of most of the males; forcing them to harass other girls and finally end up in jails.”

“A male I am, and so is my behavior. They pollute my mind and I feel the same for the girls who are near. The scream of the sisters I hear and all of a sudden I’m indulged in fear.”

“The fear that one day every man shall be a devil, obsessed with worthless desires and thoughts like of an evil. A corrupted mind yet covered by the fake outfit like a genuine civil.” by Partizan

3. His Thoughts“My vision await for the sight of a beautiful and friendly person I know,

Again I’m drowned in the same feeling and not willing to let it go.

Bright and blinding beauty engulfed in the blue sky with patches of dark and glowing cloud,

Mysterious smile, precious pearls between the pink petals of rose, so silent and the creator is so proud.

Gratified are the eyes and mind of every wonder lover as like me and why won’t they be,

The sight now feels like being meditated and addicted as well, and always glad to see.

Musical words intend to disperse out loud into the distractive vicinity,

And I let the thoughts roll off toward the welcoming ears placed at infinity.

The spot of wound if exists anywhere, would look like a shaded place surrounded by a fair land,

Vivid eyes and the curled blond hair, subsiding nightmares and seems like everything’s planned.

This is what the vision shows, the adorable thought inside you who knows,

Reflected is all through your appearance though, inputted as light and right inside the heart it goes.”

“More I excise, much more it grows and now I harvest in lot. Seasonal may be it is but the season is unchanging, and so is my job. Meadow is filled with desired vegetation and the mind reflects everything without hesitation. With time, the greenery gradually change to a dry and fertile land but sealed; a day

surely, the place will be discovered and the hidden treasures again will be revealed.

Poetry is inside every mind; words chosen and understood by the people of same kind. When the soul is touched and bleached with charm; the body experiences comfort and the ambient feels warm.

Easily and fluently, the words pattern themselves in a rhythm and make a deep sense; loosely placed words in a right way and to the right person, the content sound too vivid and dense.”

“Words are too less to explain it all,

But the mind is full of thoughts and intends to scroll,

The charm, the beauty, the vibrant ancient look,

Pleased is the creator himself and so is my soul.” by Partizan

4. Feelings strike back!(I wish my dreams, reach beyond the pale, for within it lies only your desire & desires of you, the

complete anointment of my soul through life of love!)

From the ethos of my dreams

I feel a figure of light

Completely dismembering my nexus

Amidst the total darkness

Towards the infinite existence of love

Susceptibility was ne’er sought, Parried as I ought

(Your inner beauty and pulchritudinous appearance are very congenial making you the epitome of feminine passion..)

Impalpability harnessed, evasive rebellious impression

The feelings yield beyond soft contemplation

Beloved I cannot be but my love’s ad infinitum

Not to lay any claims as mere words ne’er affirms

(The only thing I have perfected in life is I always think of you. Even in the infinitely small moment.)

I am lost within the shadow of being

Lost the will, lost the heart

5. Questioning the fantasy or the lover?

Thoughts lead to desires or desires lead to thoughts? Can I count my heart breaks or was it always broken?

It is obtaining I seek or the greater art of tragedy? Can I escape the fear of failure or the impossibility of fulfillment?

Should I trust my thinking or the feelings? Is love the meaning or just fantasy?

by MTM

by MTM

Part Two: Miscellaneous (Fantasy Lover Moves On)

1. Fairy angel

These things she had are now changing to those, Still in

this fairy desert, she is expecting a rose.

Time passes by, giving a tender smile,

She always begs to the time to pause for a while.

Time whispers through the breeze, “I won’t be back again.’

Sometimes gives strength and mostly makes insane.

“Catch me if you can”, it says, “but can never change.”

“Ignore me if you want to and I’ll be there for revenge.”

She should have done things before, at the time when she could,

Cursed by the time untimely and she never realized it really would.

Everybody is not as lucky as she is, at least learned her lessons at the end,

She is now teaching it to you so that you won’t regret my friend.

It’s always now, or never you do, no vows are ever heard,

You can fly without the wings but never wait for a fairy bird.

by Partizan

2. Real Human

If you are not alive then you are reality.

If you are alive then you are a real living being.

If you live to protect the nature then you are a real plant.

If you live to support the ecosystem then you are a real animal.

If you can save yourself then you are a real being.

If you can sustain your family then you are a real father.

If you can nurture your family then you are a real mother.

If you can defend your society then you are a real man.

If you can fight for your kind then you are a real patriot.

If you can lead your country/people to a better tomorrow then you are a real

leader.

If you can teach the whole world to protect each other then you are a real

human.

What would you choose to be?

Every individual is as important as everyone and everyone of us can make great

difference. Don’t wait for a change. Be the change and it won’t take too long

for the whole world to be one. Let’s be real human. Easy, isn’t it; if we all be

one.

by Partizan

3. Never OldEsoteric world, almost understood,

Need couple of centuries more to feel much good.

Glimpsed the destiny with binoculars on,

Again lost in time when vision was gone.

The days of youth and the enthusiasm is missed,

Can’t hear much clearly, all memories are pissed.

Lots of stones turned on, yet desires left to fulfil,

Death will reveal secrets of life and burn down the zeal.

Old enough and the body’s too weak to take or give,

Still this pleasant music is compelling this young soul to live.

by Partizan

4. Phases of LifeLife is not all about the ‘Past’, but is all based on it,

If past is ought to be forgotten then living makes no sense,

A day surely, each individual will be a past and not being remembered hurts the soul.

Life is not all about the ‘Present’ but is all flowing with it,

If present is ought to be understood then time makes no sense,

Each time surely, time is making itself a past and trying to grasp it against the nature and hurts the soul.

Life is not all about the ‘Future’ but is all seeking it through,

If future is ought to be known then death makes no sense,

Each present surely could be the last and hoping something hopeless is not a human nature, but still it hurts the soul.

by Partizan

5. The Unknown Artist

Lucid feelings, but not understood,

Trudging with time; somewhere behind smile was glued.

Unable to yawn though tired and bored,

Glimpsed the truth; saw enough sorrow yet nothing poured.

A day may be, the criterion would change,

Crossed every barrier; never noticed and now not in range.

Not fed up-of self though broken sometimes,

Insisted few desires; never fulfilled and now ‘wishing’ sounds like crime.

Travail is the only way to change a stone to pearl,

Singing in solitary; music and words well touched and now surrounded by all.

My words are eternal; I know I’m mortal,

Echoing the world; I shall die in peace with my guitar and the bottle.

by Partizan

Note: The Verses with blue links will guide you to the audio files.

6. MutationLook at the people.

They’re having lot of fun.

Killing each other, enjoying the gun.

Orphans are begging to them.

Yet they don’t feel shame.

Misguiding the bullets, playing unfair game.

Children are insane.

Girls are in pain.

What has happened, to all the men?

Why are they doing this?

What will they get?

Fighting each other, making us suffocate.

Is it mutation!

Sucking blood is their desire.

Controllers are changing to Vampire.

The world was divided.

Wise men were subsided.

To control the people, to earn and rule.

You’re not allowed to be free being.

You don’t have the rights to grow wing.

But you were born in a free world, and so was the king.

The black shadow of the alienated humans is gradually engulfing the belief and faith of the human animists. Different propagandas and false manipulation of country wise development, ignition of different regional and religious wars,

inappropriate economic growth and exploitation of available resources to fulfil the desires of the profitable ones; demolishing the wise and eccentric societies to ensure the existence of the biased world, so that the spiritual power would

not be able to eradicate the self-centered, brainy and wisdom-less power controllers.

by Partizan

7. Alcohol Rising

Waiting and Drinking

Ship is filled

While being Delirious

It is killing

Life which is ramping

It’s rising and touching death Unaware of consequences

Drinking and drinking

Ship is filled

New alcoholic amniocentesis

Get-gos to depend on it Babe

can’t live off it

Later, out of hell

Becomes stigma of hell Alcohol

raising, alcohol raising Till the neck

Can’t live with this trail

Will die insane

Alcohol raising, alcohol raising

Started rising again

Again and again

Changing the life axis

Now & then

by M

TM

8. ‘Antagonist’Not born for any reason but die for one.

How many souls have you satisfied yet and how many know that you are gone?

Live for some reason and leave some for the best.

How many souls have you ignored yet and how many ignored you as waste?

Give for no reason and take when deserved.

How many souls wished for your soul till now and how many for, have you yet served?

Die for some reason and be immortal after your death.

How many souls have turned against you till now and how many want to feel your breath?

“Living for self; every creature does the same,

Die for the world; every creature knows the name,

Mate to generate your kind; it is all nature,

Get banged for your kind; you could be their treasure.”

Born for no reason but die for a better one,

Let the living souls remember your name even after you are gone.

by Partizan

9. Mystery

When is ‘birth is claimed’

What’s left is what?

Past is where & when,

Flaws goes through the remains,

Bright eternal circle awaits,

Wandering there is always new!

Mystery!

by MTM

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