Brutus! Think before you stab

I am writing this with pain
Hoping my tears will drain
I was betrayed by my mate
And In my soul it has left a stain.


I have never felt such an ache
My heart was plunged with a stake.
Bleeding profuse, all night and day.
It has felt more than I can take.


You Brutus! your smile is a charade.
If you think it is your wily tall tale,
That has played out on stage!
Think again friend, my God is awake.


............-Aby Jacob-...............

Freedom

I’m chained to this wagon
It moves like a dragon
I name it destiny
It is worse than insanity

The stream of fate,
Flows & don’t retreat.
Dreams I have, to complete
Before I fade to history

I lived my self in mistakes
My fall had no estimate
It is time for me to erase my past
I need to rise again from the ash

Freedom is one that I seek
Its` time to break these chains
No matter what it takes,
I’m gonna break myself free !

.......-Aby Jacob-...........

The Fighter Pilot!

With my head held high, I walked up to her
I knew it was time, to fly into hell.
In my cockpit , To my God I pray and beg
‘Fight for me Lord, Let not my enemies dwell’!


Now Pushing the Throttle and thrilling all eyes
With a battle cry, I soar into the skies
Like an eagle I fly above the clouds and rise
Watchful against all demons and their vice.


Then I hear out loud, the battle drum’s call
On my tail stalks a demon, he pries and crawl.
In the skies we fought, like the canines who brawl.
Until I nailed him to the ‘heavenly wall’, Once and for all!

.......................-Aby Jacob-..........................

[Life is a ride , life is a fight
never fall out , but hang on tight ]

Ru$$iaN Rhap$ody

Oh Russia, Russia!
The biggest pie of Eurasia.

Massive like the Arctica
Pouring down from Siberia

Stretching up to Persia.
You are the snow clad crown of Asia

Then when u melted like vanilla
You ended the soviet saga.

The cry of your melancholic raga
Threw down the Gods of Duma.

Lets say good bye to western Cola
And party tonight with some vodka

Now dance to a Russian polka
And rise up like a supernova.

.........-Aby Jacob-..............

[ Happened to explore the gr8 land
of Rusia recently. Dedicate these
few lines to Russian Friends ]

~The Hope~

One fine cold night in Bethlehem
When the angels sang the heavenly hymn
The world was waiting for its king
To love worship and adore him


From far and east came the kings,
Watching the star , and Following .
To see the child, the new being,
the hope of all foretelling


Then at last under a humble den,
they watched the King of all Men.
On the bosom of his mother, Virgin;
while he cuddled like an earthling.

.........-Aby Jacob-..............

[Glória in excélsis Deo
et in terra pax homínibus bonae voluntátis.
Written on Christmas 2010.]

~Read the Signs~

Read.. read.. read.. the signs. The signs of time,
The age of pain & fright.
The times of crime, a world that has lost its rhyme
fallen from its blessed fame.
Humans ! The cancer of this age, we are the curse of this race.
We‘ve left this world with no grace!


Cries of terror are rocking the stage. No place no space,
left untouched by human hate.
Quakes and flood are sweeping out the nations. Nowhere to hide,
Be it any civilization!
Let’s wait till the end said the clever, but I cry out; ‘we better repent’
Now the apocalypse is closer than ever

.................................-Aby Jacob-....................................
[To all Victims of Terrorism,Afgan,Iraq,Libya,Egypt,Haiti,Japan...]

~ A Cho!ce ~

My day begins with an open window,
But this one can speak only one lingo.
Those ‘Tick tack ticks ‘, from my open laptop
That’s what, my windows can resolve!


Now sipping my coffee I lean back to see
Who else in the cabin is pissed off like me!
Then I think; what it would have been,
had I taken the path I used to dream?


‘Tring tring tring ’ , my phone then rings
Waking me up… like a wicked jinx.
I picked it up, to know the killer of my dream.
A voice then said... “It was your God Damn Choice!”


..................-Aby Jacob-.....................

[Emotion : Pi$$ed Off !]