Wednesday, March 18, 2009

In the house of Silence

I live in the house of silence,
a three-storeyed tomb where the dead walk
pretending to be alive.

Going about the meaningless business of their lives,
faces painted in bright vibrant colours
to hide the white pale face of death.
Covering their rotting skin with levis and Armanis.
Underneath fine french perfumes,
sleeps the odour of decay.

And so I walk upto them
and slit their throats,
one by one,leaving them
drowning in their stinking black blood.
Choking, the bodies thrash and struggle,
but only for a while.

Nails going white, clawing at the floor tiles
dig into the edges, get stuck
and break.
Opening fresh wounds for the blood to rush out of,
like convicts from a prison break.

Finally I slit my throat
and lie in a tub,
blood mixing with water,
runs down the drain.

A lone bubble swims to the surface,
and pops.

31 comments:

Akshay said...

wow.... this is kinda similar to a few poems i have written.... wonderful!!

Raghav said...

hey thanx, wud love to read them

Nikki said...

Nice. This reminds me of Sylvia Plath!

workhard said...

Gruesome...



Read poems

d gypsy! said...

eh, painful

Vinnie said...

eeeeekkkksssss...

der Bergwind said...

heyy gunman!! gun salute to thee!! ya its been a while.. i shifted to the maximum city, getting back to the post graduation studies after the heady brew of corporate concoction!! had too much to write, with just a dry ink pot... went off the radar.. but back again!!

so... howz life been, scribbles, thoughts et al?!! the verse is not in sync with the mood of the blog??!! ur dude is real cute man.. but why u slittin throats of armanis 'n guccis? what made the lone bubble pop.. nice one but a sudden shift from the shades below....

Raghav said...

nikki big praise that, thanx

der...thats life bro, all shades and sizes...its sunny one day, rains the other and some days its just dark, cloudy and grey. so whr u at these days? busy wth studies? wat made you suddenly turn to the books my friend...wat knowledge you seeking...

Raghav said...

clearly not in keeping with gruesome, gypsy and vinnies tastes...

der Bergwind said...

i shifted base from bangalore to bombay (i prefer the older name of the city)... in pursuit o' life and lessons!! actually the management education fad! doing masters in human resource management & labour relations from my dream institute, Tata Inst. of Social Science... its a beau piece of land n ecology in itself... but then it kinda took the wind outta my sail.. bombay! oh boy! washes u off... u feel like u dont even exist in the activities arnd.. life rolls on, uncaring.. fast n loud! even the bombs do little to hit the brakes on human traffic, even ignorance. life at the cost of life - bombay survives, mutates... what knowledge do i seek? i seek nothing.. save a way outta this madness... just a way out.

Raghav said...

well, you found a way out of bangalore, but that turned out to be just another way in...
all the best mate, hope you do find the exit that you seek...but here's a word from the wise, most exits are just entrances misspelt

Arnab Majumdar said...

That was kinda gory... in a sickly poetic way. In case you're wondering, that's a compliment :)

Nicely written, loved the ending of it...

Keep writing, Cheers...

Phoenix said...

intense.. very intense... :)

hey i love the you pic with the baby..its adorable... is he your son? he is absolutely cute... :)

Trinaa said...

wooo hoooo! scary but nice..chilling but exciting! koola! :)

Think Tank said...

scary ..and amazingly written .. specially the pop in the end..kisko mara?

Ankita Agrawal said...

Dark side of the mind ..han!!

Nicely written!!

will read more of u...

www.enchantinganki.wordpress.com

Ragpicker said...

\m/

Opening fresh wounds for the blood to rush out of,
like convicts from a prison break. <--- so bloody death metal !!!!!/// raghav by any means you into death metal and other morbid shit ???

Thats one of the most bad ass poems I have ever encountered ...may the devil bless you with immense morbid creativity !!!!!!!

You have a fan here now !!!

Raghav said...

arnab...i write dark poetry, but that went onto a whole new level! thanx.

phoenix..thanx, and yes thats my son. more on him here: emaanchopra.blogspot.com

trinaa...thanx for reading

think tank...khud ko

ankita...thanx, visit anytime

ragpicker...not into morbid shit at all mate, just into life ...thanx

Vinnie said...

Yeah Raghav, me not into so dark :)

n Thank God for ur dude's pics below n flashing on the side...

Shadow Lor said...

O.O

That's totally not where I thought you were going with that. It seems so peaceful...probably I'm just crazy lol, but I think it seems peaceful. How very sad at the end. How very sad...

The first pic on the previous post is the cutest pic EVAR! You're a great photographer.

ryn: He's coming for you o.o

Raghav said...

vinnie...those pix do add a bit of sanity around this place, dont they :)

lor...thanx, for both...and yes it is kinda peaceful, guess these guys dont think like we do lor..

Zlaek said...

I like these lines. It's an expression of all the things I'd like to be, free - even from me.

May be you write this for amusing your audiences or yourself or otherwise. But for some, it's a real thing. Most think it's an extreme (some also think it's eww and eeps and stuff)... For me, it's not one end, it's a way...

Well written sir, some really new and original expressions used.
loved this line-- "Opening fresh wounds for the blood to rush out of,
like convicts from a prison break."

Raghav said...

thank you zlaek. i write for none but myself, which is maybe why, im often misunderstood.

Swayam said...

morbid....but beautifully etched...

BODHI said...

If u slit ur throat who wrote this?
gud one BTW!

Raghav said...

thanx swayam

bodhi...dude! from where!

Vinod Narayan said...

Dark and Good

Anonymous said...

I woke from a dream one day
Only to hear myself say
Kill all the killers.

I started with myself and saved the world the pain and spectacle.

Raghav said...

vinod...thanx

anon...very nice indeed, but i have no false ideas of self importance...the world feels no pain on my part..im a nobody.

Aj said...

jeez that waz awsome bro...
but if i wear levis n armani then im also rated as a dead alive zombie shitty stuff???

???
Lolz...

Aj...

Raghav said...

yes u r, too bad. sorry aj